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"Right...Once you get over the river there are three sentries, you know what to do, and do it with precision, understood?" Heinrich holt asked his men as they laid on the floor of the forest, fully camouflaged and out of sight amongst the bushes and leaves, looking at pictures taken from orbit over an elven base.
"Captain, we're didn't train our asses of for nothing, we know the drill," one of the snipers said, smirking, and then the group moved out.

First the snipers moved into position, taking their aim and then fired their weapons at the guards on the towers. In the meantime the main group had split up and were now moving in at different directions, attacking from the north, east and west of the elven base, all armed with weapons and had silencers on them. With the sentries taken out, the soldiers began to climb over the walls and entered the elven fort.
On the walls, the soldiers knew that there were patrols inside the fort and they opened fire on the paroling elven warriors, making quick work of them before they descended down and into the center of the fort from where they quickly moved from cover to cover.

A grenade was thrown into one of the houses, and those that came out due to the commodity, only to find themselves facing a hail of bullets. With record time and precision, the soldiers moved through the fort. Blowing the doors up, the soldiers stormed in, shooting the royal elven guards, and then moved up to the noble elf, " Captain Holt...And you, sire, is coming with us!" Holt said, pointed his gun at the elven noble and fired, shooting a single shot at the elf, hitting him with a single shot that sending a sleeping compound through the creature's body and making him unable to move.

A bell went off and the supposedly killed elves stood up and began to moan, "Damn it Holt...Why the hell do you need to be so fucking quick? I barely hit the floor before i had five bullets in my bulletproof vest," one the elves said and then began to take off the ears, clothes and other features that the elves had.
"Toughen up soldier," Holt commented, "You need to be able to take a few bullets when you are facing the elves. Those bastards aren't as easy, and you need to be smart, mobile, and most of all..be able to improvise at any time."
With that said the men turned around and began to walk back to the military base.

"What's the matter Hans? Can't you take a hit anymore?"
"I can, so shut up...You come before planned, and none of our scouts found you, how did-"
"That's cuz we killed them before any of them managed to spot us. How else do you think that we managed to get this close?"
"Damn bastard!"
"That's enough...Remember why we do this!" Holt called back as they approached the military base.
The group was approached by a lieutenant general who saluted Captain Holt and then said, "This cold war just got hell of a lot hot. We're on for a real war, and you, and your platoon is one of the first that will be send off to find more information about the elves."
"Sir?"
"Orbital pictures aren't enough for this army. We know a lot through their structure through that, yes, however we do not have sufficient information from the elves themselves, their society and their way of fighting. Can we count on you?"
"Sir, yes sir. Sir, doesn't the Field Marshal have captives from previous operations?"
"Captain...Some things are not said out load, understood?"
"sir, yes sir."
"Good. Now have your men ready, for any missions that will send you behind enemy lines, understood?"
"Sir, yes sir!"