SONRAD [MISSION DAY 2] [0020 hours Local time] [Bzadian SONRAD station, St. Helena Island, New Bzadia] “TASK FORCE ACTUAL, THIS IS ANGEL ONE. VIPER CHANNEL is open.” “Angel One, this is Task Force Actual. Please confirm your last.” “Angel One, confirming Viper Channel is open. How copy?” “Solid copy, Angel One, good work. Our ETA is approximately ten mikes.” Against all odds they had done it. The route into New Bzadia was open. It was only the first step on a long and precarious path, but still it gave Chisnall hope that somehow they would be able to achieve the impossible. Monster was still tending to Price while Wilton checked out the speedboat they had seen moored at the wharf. Barnard was guarding the prisoners and the Tsar was monitoring the communications room. Chisnall had barely finished talking to the task force command when the Tsar’s voice sounded in his ear. “Where are you, Big Dog? I got Pukes on the line.” Chisnall took a deep breath. The SONRAD complex had been off-line for less than ten minutes, but that was long enough for the local command center to investigate.
