Marine one

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Glenn sat on the edge of the black hawk's compartment door. The ripples of water reflecting the sun's rays towards the craft. Dolphins swam under neath the helicopter. They looked hapy in a sence but that just may change in the upcoming events.

"Sergeant you looked zoned out, you okay?" came from the seal team captain.

"Yeah im good. Actually I was thinking, why do you seals still use the black hawk?"

"We think its versitile and quick."

Glenn nodded his head in agreeance. He continued to stare at the ocean depths rushing past him. The black hawk anked right and Glenn felt as if he was about to fall strait out. He grabbed the nearest bar and gripped on it for dear life. The helicopter eventually leveled out sending a spray of the ocean water up into the air. Glenn let go of the poll and scooted back more into the bird. He reached for his scuba gear and secured the straps acordingly. A seal turned his oxygen on for him. The radio chimed in.

"Ozone two droping gliders."

"Copy that Ozone two, dropping friendlys."

The pilot looked back at the team with his black domed helmet and gave a thumbs up. They jumped in the water which greeted them with a very cold rush corresing their body's. The gliders bobbed up and down in the scerine water enviorment.

"Moving towrds gliders."

"Copy that moving towards gliders."

The team mounted the gliders and turned them on. With a low audioable humm the gliders lurched forward and sank beneath the ocean depths.

Sounds of the water moving out of the way for the seal team. In the distance Glenn could see the Walter class submarine ahead. Its dark blue body gave it away in the lighter blue waters. The seal team leader held his fist and the whole team stopped and didnt move a muscle.

"Turn power off and prep charges."

The motor whir came to a stop and the sound of nothing met their ear's. Glenn shifted his charges and looked back to the forward position.

"Alright here we go."

The seal captain pulled out a small peice of metal and started to tap the side of his glider. The metal ping echoed through out the water. Glen looked at the sub which was now turning their way. The sound of the sub grew louder and louder untill it was right over their heads.

"Now."

Every one started the gliders back up and turned tailed it to the advancing sub. Glenn aproached the aft section and reached out to place his charge on the hull. With a metallic ding he swerved away from the ship and resurfaced with the seal team. In a matter of two seconds flat small ruptures could be heard beneath the wave. The sub surfaced not a moment to soon splashing a large amount of water up and into the air. The team then proceeded to the back end of the sub and regrouped.

"Sierra one reporting."

"Sierra two reporting."

"Sierra three reporting."

"Sierra four reporting."

"Alright check weapons and ammo we are going in hot."

"Copy that sir." the reest of the team replied.

They gathered around the hatch and placed small detinators on the hinges.

"Clear!"

The hatch blew clean off and the team proceeded inside the rocking submarine. Glenn shifted his attention to a door that had a dead bolt unlocking. Glenn raised his sub machine gun and directed it at the opening door. Bang, Bang, Bang. The bullets ripped through the sailor spewing blood on the wall behind him.

"Moving up a seal said checking the corners before he fired a couple himself. Glenn went in second and sweeped the deck area.

"Clear!"

"Clear? This place is empty."

"You think they are planning something?"

"Yeah probably." Glenn replied.

They moved down the silent stricken hallways. Suddenly a grenade rolled out into the hall way.

"GRENADE!"

The team moved to what ever cover they could find, which was just some entrences to rooms. They came back out and returned fire at the sailors who just came out of hiding. Multitudes of different guns cracked the air and sending their lead projectiles down range. The fire fight was over and the team moved forward stepping over the dead bodys that had a pool of blood surounding them, as well as bullet casings littered the metal floors of the hallway. They met alot of resistance all the way to the command bridge. But they were quickly dispatched as they moved forward with ease. Soon enough the seal team was at the bridge door stacking up. "three...two...one..Clear!"

The bolts flung of the steel door rendering anyone to enter at their own will. The captain came around and kicked the door open only to be met with a shot gun firing and knocking him backwards. The rest of the team charged in guns blazing with precision shots at the crew members. The bullet casings rolled around and blood seeped out of each new hole in the crew members.

"Check on the captain will ya!" Glenn shouted at a seal. He left the room immeadietly to check on the captain. Glenn searched around inside the fallen crew member's bodys.

"Sarge what are you doing?"

"Looking for launch keys."

"Why?"

"To send a clear message."

"You cant be serious."

"I am very serious, ahah, found them. Here get on that console. On the count of three we turn okay."

"Sure thing sarge."

"Three...two...one.."

They twisted the small knobs and looked at the holographic display board. Glenn punched in a few buttons and the sound of hatches opening were heard. Glenn walked over to the area where the breach in happened.

"How is he?"

"He'll survive, the kevlar protected him plus all the other equipment."

"Thats great now we need to get him topside for evac."

Glenn picked up the captain and put him in a fireman's carry and walked down the narrow hallways. It was a struggle to hoist the captain up the ladder but they finally made. The sun was setting on the horizon making a breath taking veiw of orange and yellow lights across the evening sky.

"Ozone to Sierra one, do you respond?"

"This is Sierra four to Ozone, we need evac on the double, Sierra one took one for the team."

"Copy that Sierra four moving in for estraction."