Page 36 of Her Selfless Warrior (Omega Sky)
Kostya breathed a sigh of relief as he started jogging to where he was going to meet Ryker. He was happy the team went back to radio silence. He knew that their new communication frequency was supposed to be tighter than a gnat’s ass, but it was his job to worry. Of course, the new magic box—
Kostya shook his head, he needed to start referring to it by its proper name; Muometric Positioning System, aka muPS, which only made him think of the frickin’ Muppets.
He felt his handheld vibrate against his thermals and stopped so he could fish it out from under his parka. He looked over the map that Gideon had sent, which looked pretty damn good, and spoke into his mic. “How accurate are the dimensions?” he shot out to Gideon.
“Spot on. You’ve got two T-90s.”
Kostya winced; that was exactly what he’d deduced.
“Shit,” Ryker muttered. “They have tanks.”
“Who cares, we have Semtex!” Landon said with glee.
“What’s thisweshit? Lincoln, tell me you haven’t given the kid any of the Play-Doh, I don’t trust him.” Sebastian’s Cajun accent came over the receiver loud and clear.
Kostya heard Linc snort. “Not bloody well likely.”
“Ah, come on, be cool. I’m dating this new woman. She’s a sculptor and she works with clay all the time. I’d rock it with Semtex.”
“Shut up, all of you,” Mateo snarled. “We have tanks. It looks like one main building and three outbuildings. Do you hear dogs?”
“Negative,” Linc answered.
“Well, that’s something, at least,” Mateo muttered.
Mateo needs to learn how to ease up just a little. I’ll have to talk to him when we get home.
Kostya watched as Ryker jogged up close to him. Ryker pulled down part of his face covering. “He’s dating a sculptor?” Ryker mouthed.
Kostya shrugged. His head hurt just thinking about it. He twirled his finger, then pulled out his binoculars and Ryker followed suit. First, he looked to see if he could spot Mateo and Nolan, but he couldn’t. He grunted in satisfaction; it meant that the arctic camouflage gear was working. He then turned his attention to the buildings. There wasn’t even a fence around the perimeter.
Hmm, so they’re that sure of their security out in the middle of nowhere.
“You’d think we would be seeing some kind of smokestack for heating,” Sebastian said over the comm.
“It’s got to be an underground geothermal system,” Gideon explained. “The whole thing sounds pretty damned sophisticated for being in the middle of nowhere.”
That’s what Kostya was thinking too. This wasn’t just some station set up to spy on Finland, this was a major operation that Russia wanted to protect. He wasn’t so sure it had anything to do with being close to their Scandinavian neighbors.
This is not good, not good at all.
“Can you report this to Commander Clark?” Kostya asked Gideon. With the shitstorm snowstorm, he had no idea how good the satellite phones to the US were going to be. Hell, the only reason the commlinks between the eight of them were working was because of proximity.
“It’s a no-go,” Gideon said.
Kostya had figured as much. He just wanted command to know they were onto something big, not that he was going to let either the brass or the suits get in the way of his mission. He knew in his gut that this place knew something about the scientists’ disappearance and he was going to get to the bottom of it, no matter what he had to do.
