International Security Section 9

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New York City, UN Compound

 “This committee is gathered to determine the future, if any, of International Security Section 9.”

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3/13/2029

10:34 am EST

New York City, UN Compound

ISB Building, 13th floor

  An older looking man, with bright green eyes and silver gray hair, standing at six feet tall steps out of an elevator and walks down a hallway, several young women with red hair can be seen patrolling the hallway each are visibly armed with either a H&K M416 or a M1014 shotgun. As he continues down the hallway he passes a large window that overlooks a large garage like space where several light blue multiped AI tanks can be seen fighting over a can of natural oil. Several blonde women can also be seen trying to corral the tanks. The older man makes a right turn and enters a room full of brunette women methodically typing away at the keyboards in front of them. He continues through to the next room over where eight people are sitting around a large conference table. The man’s eye’s pass over each person at the table.

On his right is Dan Grayson, Section 9’s field leader and second in command under the chief. He has black hair that frames his pale face and bright blue eyes. He stands at five foot ten inches, both of his legs and arms have been replaced with cybernetic prosthetics. He’s dressed in professional sense, with a white dress shirt, black dress pants and a black suit jacket he has buttoned up.

Next on Dan’s right is Hassan, Section 9’s only full prosthetic. He has short cropped black hair, and chocolate brown eyes, his brownish tan skin contrasting against his white shirt and pants, he also wears a grey vest and black dress shoes. He stands at a tall six feet even, fairly tall for an Afghani.

Next is Pat Marseille, Section 9’s tank and jack of all trades. Her black hair is cropped on top but hangs in a short ponytail in the back, her dark olive green eyes blend nicely with her tanned skin. She stands at five foot four inches, both her legs, arms and spine have been replaced with prosthetics, while her hip and shoulders have been reinforced with nanomachines and minor genetic enhancements for her bone strength. She is wearing a red button up coat with a white scarf over a red long sleeve shirt, with a black skirt and red leggings leading to her black and red shoes.

On his left opposite of Dan, is Hana Akahoshi, Section 9’s lead hacker and authority on underground prosthetics and augments. Her long and shiny black hair is draped over her shoulders, her bright blue eyes which seem to glow slightly fit on her flawless face, lending well to her Japanese heritage. She stands at five foot six inches, both of legs and eyes along with her left arm have been replaced with prosthetics, she has modified her left arm with tougher materials and so it can take serious punishment. She is wearing a black and blue leather jacket with several japanese characters on the back, underneath that a white tank top, along with a pair of jeans and black boots.

Next to her is Jacob Mctiernan, Section 9’s Heavy weapons expert. His cropped black hair connects with his light beard, he also has dark brown eyes. Standing at six foot even, he is almost fully prosthetic, with both of his arms, legs and most of his torso being replaced. He is wearing a black leather trench coat and dark blue jeans along with a brown fedora.

Next is Nicholas Degtyaryov, Section 9’s sniper. He has brown hair and brown eyes that help his fair skin give him a forgetful appearance. Standing at six foot even, he only has his eyes replaced. He is wearing a dark grey hoodie, a Metallica t-shirt, blue jeans and black boots.

Next is Leon “Andrew” Siles, Section 9’s cybernetics expert. He has short black hair and brown eyes along with a moustache and goatee combo that paired with his olive skin tone lend to his New York heritage. Standing at five foot six inches, he has a prosthetic left arm, left eye and spine. He is wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans with white running shoes and a black baseball cap.

Lastly sitting on the other end of the table was Edwin Isaac Hansen, Section 9’s forensic scientist and investigator. He has brown hair that is spiked up in front, and brown eyes. He stands at five foot eleven inches, he has no prosthetics except the cyberbrain that everyone has. He is wearing a white button up with a black tie, a yellow vest and grey suit jacket along with blue jeans and brown shoes.

“Alright listen what you are about to see is a video taken from a helmet camera during a raid on a convoy by Section 4, who were acting with intel gathered from Sections 3 and 5 about illegal weapons and drugs moving through Nicaragua for a cartel in Mexico.” Damien Hatten said as a video appeared from the center of the table.

The video starts showing several Section 4 members with MSR rifles readying for an ambush. Four grey Escalades with two M35 supply trucks in between the four cars. The Section 4 members fired and killed the drivers of the Escalades forcing the first Escalade to flip on it’s side, the second to drive into a ditch, the third to slam into the back of the second M35, and the fourth to veer off road into a river. The video changes viewpoints to that of four other Section 4 members that quickly rush up and eliminate any survivors of the crash. Next they move to the M35s and enter the backs of them, in the first several large green munition cases can be seen stacked up along with a large metal box. In the second one several crates can be seen, one of the Section 4 members open’s a crate to reveal several Gynoids. Suddenly the Gynoids come online and attack the Section 4 members killing them. The remaining members engage and the Gynoids but fail to notice that the large metal case is emitting a ring tone of a cell phone. Suddenly a large explosion happens forcing the video to change viewpoints yet again back to the snipers who are currently fighting off several Gynoids. The video cuts off as another large explosion sets off, leaving only audio.

Section 9 watches with horror as the screams of the Section 4 members could still be heard.

Damien stops the video, and waits for everyone to gather themselves.

“As you can see Gynoids appeared to be the main weapon or at least extra protection for it. As such this case has been transferred to us to find out where the Gynoids were going and coming from, and then put an end to it. As such I’m sending Edwin the video to analyse for clues and the rest of you are to run groundwork in this investigation. Don’t disappoint me or let the deaths of these men go unpunished, dismissed Section 9.” Damien said as stood up and left for his office.

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Sitting behind a desk, Hana is busy running down her contacts in the underworld to see if any of them know of illegal combat Gynoids or any shipments heading through Nicaragua to Mexican cartels. Suddenly her cell phone went off, looking at caller ID she noticed that is was one of her contacts.

“Hey, Sam what do you got for me.” Hana said as she leaned back in her office chair, and began twirling a lock of her hair around her index finger.

“I got some info on the shipment Gynoids, of the guys in the chain is seeking protection for info about about them. Last I heard he was going to some CIA guys in Benghazi, I suggest you grab him before the suits do.”  Sam said in a hushed tone.

At this Hana sat up straight and began writing the info down. “Thanks Sam, Remind me to buy you a drink next time I’m in Malta, gotta go Sam.” Hana said as she hung and stood to let Damien know so he could talk to CIA.

She quickly moved to Damien’s office and knocked on his oak door. “Enter.” A voice from inside responded. Hana opened the door to see, Damien sitting behind his Bloodwood desk with a white haired Gynoid methodically massaging his shoulders and another rubbing his temples.

Hana stopped mid stride not expecting to see the chief receiving a massage from Gynoids, but then again it was better than what someone would expect with seeing how he eyeballs the Gynoids throughout Section 9.

“Uh, Sir, I’ve received some information on the Gynoids.” She said while standing in front of his desk.

Without looking at her he motioned for her to continue.

“Well sir it seems one one of the men involved in the selling is heading to CIA for protection in exchange for information, he is currently in Benghazi.” Hana said clearly so that the chief can understand her fully.

Damien seemed to deflate slightly at the mention of the CIA, he held his hand up to signal for the Gynoids to stop their actions. He sat up and looked at Hana with a tired look. “Do you trust your contact?” He asked, when she nodded he hit a button on his desk phone. “Grayson, prepare a ground team and a support team for travel you’ll be briefed in transit.” He hung up without a response and looked at Hana and said “I would go get ready if I were you.”

With that Hana left, Damien slammed his head against his open palms. “The fucking CIA, great that’s at least a week’s worth of headaches.” He lifted his head started to unbutton his jacket and said “Alright I need the works ladies.”

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A sleek gray tiltrotor aircraft can be seen flying over the Atlantic ocean. Inside several people can be seen sitting in civilian clothes.

“Alright, thanks to Akahoshi we have a lead on one of the suppliers of the Gynoids, he’s in Benghazi, we’ve tracked his location down to a CIA safehouse. Your objective is to grab him and take him to our safehouse in Egypt and find out what he knows. There will be two teams the grab team is Hassan, Grayson, and Marseille, Support team is Mctiernan, Degtyaryov and Akahoshi. You all are to wear civilian clothes, grab team you guys just get your EDCs, Mctiernan pack a M32 with smoke shells, Degtyaryov grab your SRS, Akahoshi your driving the van we ready for you. You will be landing at the Benina International Airport, under the cover of a private cement manufacturing company. Good luck out there.” Damien cut the line once his briefing was finished.