Strike Force
“You're the specialists we've been waiting for?” The commander asked, as two people approached. “Yeah” Agent Jackson said. He was an imposing figure, very muscular and standing over 6 feet tall in tactical gear, with a 9mm pistol on his hip and a silenced assault rifle slung over his shoulder. He had slicked back brown hair and brown eyes that were focused on the building behind the commander. “Thought there'd be more of you?” “We were told you only needed two” Agent Shirazi said. She had the same equipment but looked less threatening, standing at 5 feet 8, with a slender build. She was olive skinned, with black hair tied back and green eyes that could pierce anyone's soul. “Well, I hope you guys live up to your reputation.” The commander said. “So what's going on?” Shirazi asked. “Members of the Cyber Liberty Party have taken over the building. We believe the majority of the terrorists are holed up in the penthouse” “Penthouse. Who owns it?” She ...