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Offline Flt Lt Robyn Hatfield

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #60 on: January 01, 2018, 06:38:10 PM »
<Amman City - Mall Food Court>

 They had Jack, Beckett and Rob, three very capable men. Then there was Cate, Bobbie was well aware the woman could take care of herself and others as well if she had to. AJ, she knew enough about to be aware she could pretty much be up to most things, that left herself, Kim and Trish. Possibly the weakest links in the chain when it came to a direct confrontation. So here they were in the middle of a crowded mall in a large Middle Eastern city, where quite honestly westerners could disappear without trace and no one could give a damn until it was too late. They had to think tactically, that was all there was to it. Separating really was just one option, but it was most likely the very option these men were counting on right now. So what else was there for them to do?

"For now I think we should wait them out. Seeing the security move away means just one thing, they possibly got paid off for not being here when whatever happens goes down. Its a risk but I doubt they'll try anything where we are, most likely they'll follow us when we leave." She turned to the others trying to get some kind of reassurance her thoughts were in line with everyone else. Then she had a thought, they could split up into two groups, but keep each other in sight, that might work. But for now she kept that to herself. There was the food though, that might provide a distraction. "We could at least let them think we have no idea, carry on eating for the moment maybe?"

Offline Sqdn Leader Catherine MacGregor

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #61 on: January 01, 2018, 06:51:27 PM »
<Amman City - Mall Food Court>

 Cate swore, as usual. Of all of them she was quite possible the easiest to anger, the quickest to flare, yet it was always in a controlled manner, in her way at least. She had an unusual knack for getting annoyed, but in a way you'd never realize; that was to her advantage, as it gave her the leverage she needed when the muck hit the fan, she could channel that anger into what she had to do. "I agree just slightly with Robyn, only slightly since we don't have any other options right now until we see their first move. We sit down, eat or at least do a good job of pretending to do so, then finish up casually as if nothing was wrong. But, if we suddenly change our MO, as in we appear to find a reason to seek out a back exit, they'll know we're onto them. We need to leave the way we came. The problem with that is, once we're on the street we'll be up the creek to put it mildly." Now there was an idea, not the creek but something else. "Jack, Rob, Beckett, at some point you three need to find a reason to leave ahead of us and get outside before we do. Its a risk but given we're not armed, we need a little advantage even if a small one."

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #62 on: January 05, 2018, 07:15:23 AM »
<Amman City - Mall Food Court>

Being diverted to such a place like Amman, Jordan had been something comparative to whiplash. The German had only been in Australia not too long ago, only to have found himself being sent over on his own without the support of his team. Lukas had had a good grumble under his breath on the plane out to Jordan, but couldn't have done so for too long.

Orders were orders.

Though, he had been given the heads up that he was indeed the last few to have arrived in country. Lukas had changed into civvie gear, at least to be inconspicuous as he traveled around the food court. They had not left him completely on his lonesome, however. A couple of others from the exercise had been sent here as well.

The German moved around slowly, his eyes wandered from stall to stall and from person to person, seeking out to find something to eat. It was certainly very crowded and he found himself becoming increasingly vigilant over both his pockets and his surroundings.

He was not armed, and certainly not wanting things to hit the fan if anything decided to go South.

Lukas found himself a stall, digging out bits of change for the stall owner as he bought himself something to eat as he moved around - thanking the stall owner.

His eyes had drifted over upwards to two men, both in conversation about something but it was distinguishable that one of them was mall security. His eyes narrowed slightly as he continued to move, biting into the wrap, trying to keep eyes on the second man before averting to his immediate surroundings to find himself somewhere to sit down.
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Offline Flight Lt Kim Paine

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #63 on: January 05, 2018, 08:17:12 AM »
Kim glanced up.  Well, it seemed like their little food and shopping spree was about to turn bad.  She barely managed to content a frustrated sigh.  This was supposed to be a nice little outing before they all had to return.  That definitely wasn't going to happen now.  And at least one if not both of them were armed?  That was seriously bad for them.  She turned to the others.  "I'm willing to try anything," she answered, surprised by her own words.  Although it might just work.


Offline Flt Sgt Beckett Paine

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #64 on: January 05, 2018, 08:19:41 AM »
Beckett had suddenly lost his appetite which was odd for him.  Right now he wished more then ever that he had been able to bring Kodiak.  At least the dog would have given them a slight advantage.  He took a bite of his food, trying to still act like they hadn't noticed anything while listening to the others suggestions.  This wasn't going to be easy to pull off, but he was not going to put the girls' in harm's way if he could help it.  Beckett nodded.  "We'll think of something.  Sure could use Kodiak right now," he grumbled, glancing over at Bobbie and then his sister.  He didn't like the idea of leaving them, but Cate was right.  Maybe they could get a small advantage that way.

Offline Captain Robert Henschel

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #65 on: January 05, 2018, 08:22:30 AM »
Rob frowned.  "Of course it would be a crazy idea," he sighed.  He was used to ideas like that coming from Cate.  Of course a lot of times those crazy plans worked so he couldn't really complain.  He drummed his fingers on the table top, glancing up every once in a while to make sure he had the thugs in his view at all times.  "So, how long should we give this?  I have a slight idea of how to get at least a couple of us out." He grinned at the guys.  "Anyone wanna help me pick out a gift for my fiancee?" he asked.  Not that he really liked shopping but it would be a way to get the three guys out as they would be "looking" for a gift.

Offline Jack Pierce

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #66 on: January 08, 2018, 06:14:56 PM »
Jack let out a frustrated sigh, this day was getting better and better.

"Yeah, let's go." Jack said, giving AJ a squeeze on her shoulder. She put her hand on his for a moment before they parted company. "Lead on." He said to Rob.

Offline Lt Trish Ramirez

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #67 on: January 08, 2018, 07:02:13 PM »
<Amman City - Mall Food Court>

 "You're just gonna let our guys walk out Cate?" She didn't see it at first, but then when she glanced upwards Trish saw the ploy as clear as day. Two of the goons moved instantly the three men began to walk off, heading for the nearest escalator that would bring them down to this level, a third standing on the opposite side, the one who seemingly might have given the security guy a 'gift' (which she rightly assumed could have involved having the CCTV cameras switched off in this area); he began moving to follow Jack and Beckett. Rob lingered back for a moment until Cate poked him. "Oh, I see." Damn she wished she brought her tiny little .22 handgun with her, but then she knew the trouble that would cause no end. She would wait this out at least; MacGregor did seem to have a knack for pulling answers out of nothing.

Offline Sqdn Leader Catherine MacGregor

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #68 on: January 08, 2018, 07:38:05 PM »
<Amman City - Mall Food Court>

 Catherine could only nod to Trish, the least amount of fuss they made the better, she did her best to smile naturally though at close inspection you could tell it was forced. She did though smile inwardly when Rob mentioned the gift, she knew that he was sincere, the timing was just a bit off. "Move it buster." She said under her breath, poking him in the side.

 Now that the men had left, reluctantly she could tell, it was time for some girl talk. Cate sat back down at the nearby table, motioning for the others to do likewise, all the while she had one eye on their would be assailants. She was still trying to figure out why they in particular were singled out, there were plenty of tourists around; unless of course these creeps knew who they were. "AJ, if you don't mind, when we leave here I want you next to me, the two of us in the rear. Kim, Bobbie and Trish, you three go first..after of course we look as if we've eaten enough or appeared to have done so. I doubt they will do anything down here....just yet." As she spoke, her vision caught sight of a man sitting not far away from them. She didn't know him, but he did have an air of familiarity about him, a military man and if her guess was right he was Navy, he just had that thing about him like her old man. Cate managed to catch his attention just briefly, twirling her finger around in a signal that said something was going to go down and very soon.

 After a few minutes of pretend eating, Cate found that she in fact went beyond the pretend and had finished her kebab, most of it at least. She glanced up at her companions. "They're making their move, get up naturally, don't over do your actions, then casually head for the second escalator behind us. Hopefully by now our boys are outside waiting for whatever comes their way." Cate was going to be the last to stand, if anything happened, she could possibly do more damage with nothing at hand than the others. That was the plan at least.

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Offline Flt Lt Robyn Hatfield

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #69 on: January 08, 2018, 07:48:53 PM »
<Amman City - Mall Food Court>

 While it seemed like a worthwhile plan, Bobbie was crapping herself. As she had said so often to her friends, she's a pilot not a soldier and even though she had been all through that captured pilot training exercise several times over, the thought of being taken still terrified her. It took everything she had to stop from shaking. She had to concede though, she did feel just that much more comfortable knowing both AJ and Cate were looking after them, if there were two tougher women about, she didn't know them. Her heart did though sink when the boys left them, her eyes following Beckett until he disappeared from sight.

 Like Cate, Bobbie's attempt at pretending to eat went beyond that. She was one of those individuals who had to eat when nervous, its a wonder sometimes she thought that she wasn't as twice as big as she was; but like her mother, she could eat like a horse and not gain a single kilo. "Okay I'm done." She pushed her plate away, then stood first, just that action alone brought one of the goons that much closer. "If we're going to move, we'd better do it now." If she was honest with herself and her friends, she wanted to pewk, she was that scared.

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #70 on: January 09, 2018, 01:27:13 PM »
<Amman City - Mall Food Court>

Being aware of his surroundings had it's advantages as his eyes caught another pair of eyes.

There seemed to be a couple people around her as he slowly lowered the wrap from his mouth. Something told him that there was a familiar connection there, something that allowed him to open up enough in this strange world to trust the gesture that had been made by the woman. At a glance, Lukas would hazard a guess that this was someone in the military - or was. Either way, he was inclined enough to find himself trusting her.

Something was going to happen.

Of course, something was.

Being that they were separated by a small distance, Lukas would have to follow their lead and the moves that their current targets took. He finished off the last of his wrap, scrunching up the paper in his hand and getting up to find a bin - closer to the women at least before throwing it in.

He was unarmed but, being in the KSK had taught him that it was not strictly a bad thing. Lukas lowered himself by the bin to 'tie' his shoelaces. The German could sense that the woman who had stood up first was nervous, and his jaw tightened, eyes averting to one of the men who had begun coming closer.
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Offline Captain Robert Henschel

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #71 on: January 09, 2018, 07:34:08 PM »
Rob glanced at Cate.  He knew she could take care of herself and had a feeling AJ could too, but he hated leaving.  He flashed Cate a smile, hoping to throw the men off and act like they were just truly going shopping.  He squeezed Trish's shoulder as he passed.  They had been teammates for a while now.

Rob hurried after the others.  "Alright, let's see what we can find before heading out," he said, putting his hands in his pockets.

Offline Flight Lt Kim Paine

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #72 on: January 09, 2018, 07:36:49 PM »
<Amman City - Mall Food Court>

Kim didn't like anything about this.  Sure the splitting up seemed like a good idea, but she still hated it.  She watched her brother disappear before nibbling on the rest of her food.  She leaned back in her chair with a stretch. "I'm done too," she said.

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #73 on: January 09, 2018, 07:39:24 PM »
<Amman City - Mall Food Court>

Beckett glanced back at Bobbie and then his sister.   Leaving them behind was the hardest thing he had ever done.  He blew out a breath as they stepped into the shopping center.  "So what shall we get that girl of yours?" He asked, trying to act normally.

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Re: Amman, Jordan
« Reply #74 on: January 16, 2018, 03:11:42 AM »
<Amman City- City Mall>
      <>Parking Lot<>

The parking lot was just as busy as one would expect for  mall, the bustling of cars, the constant movement of pedestrians, it had the making of the prefect distraction points someone like Decker would need.  Jordan, up to this point in his career was simply a namesake for a particular incident with Team 3, an incident that often time embarrasses his current comms guy by just saying the name Jordan .  Dressed in the most basic of clothing, the tactical presence of just Decker and his teammate from DEVGRU would prove to be more than enough to handle any situation that came at the Teir One operators.  Today however, they were just observing, a 4x4 that was following a group of U.S. military personnel had parked not that far from the entrance of the mall. 

After considerable observation of the truck and after it's compliment of four individuals exited, Decker thought it time to do a little recon on the vehicle before tagging it.  They own 4x4, an older model, white but dingy and dirty Land Rover came to a slow crawl across from where the 4x4 was parked.  Decker looked over to his teammate whole pulled out his sidearm and rested it in his lap.  The two of them now rested their eyes on the empty SUV through the tinted of their sunglasses. 

Pushing the drivers door open, Decker walked with both confidence and a purpose towards the truck.  Then, just as quickly as he arrived to it, his disappeared underneath it.  In seconds, he was in the dark underbelly of the car.  But to simply plant it in a open area could run the risk of detection or of it just falling off due to the road conditions.  The seconds turned into minuets as Decker's over-watch looked on intently.  Once the magnetization was activated, the device slammed secured against the inside of the SUV as it's positioning indicator began to beep.  And just like that, Decker was off his back and walking back towards his SUV.  Quickly getting inside, his teammate placed his pistol back in it's concealed holster as the truck was put into gear and speed off. 

Until Decker heard otherwise, he was to the airstrip and meet up with his ride back to the states.  Missions like this didn't often go off without a hitch, but when they did, it was a good feeling.

"A shame we brought all these pretty toys and couldn't play with them."  His team mate said as they entered a round-about.   Decker glanced over at him and spoke.  "It's Jordan, trust me, at some point, someone is going to be shooting at us." 

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