Veronika Sable-Preston (
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To me, my Wild Packians. Wild Packers? Wild Packspeople?
Team exercises were going to be an interesting affair considering one the newest team members fugitive status from SHIELD. However, having all of the Americas as their duty area meant Nika could get somethings done outside of the U.S.A. Which is how she worked a team training exercise at the Kaibil School, in PoptĂșn, Guatemala.
The Kaibil had the most prestigious, vigorous, arduous military courses in Central America. It took some talking to get her team in to use the facilities, but Nika managed it. It also helped she set up a couple side missions to be handled by Fin and Lisa for this trip to be profitable.
At the moment, Nika stood in the prisoner of war camp replica with her newest Wild Pack members. They were in the middle of a jungle and the camp looked abandoned.
The Kaibil had the most prestigious, vigorous, arduous military courses in Central America. It took some talking to get her team in to use the facilities, but Nika managed it. It also helped she set up a couple side missions to be handled by Fin and Lisa for this trip to be profitable.
At the moment, Nika stood in the prisoner of war camp replica with her newest Wild Pack members. They were in the middle of a jungle and the camp looked abandoned.
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It had taken some time but he was starting to get the hang of how to deal with Nika and Felicity. Nika was business, Felicity was business until the mission was over.
"So, who owns this place again?" Quinn asked, looking around. It looked like an installation but it was abandoned. He didn't want to get surprised if the owners came wanting it back.
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She shook her head slightly in amusement and turned to Quinn to answer his question. "The Kaibiles do. They're a special operations force of the Military of Guatemala. They specialize in jungle warfare tactics and counter-insurgency operations. They also gave us permission to use their facilities for training."
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One day, she promised herself.
"So, what's the training exercise today?" Whatever it was, Felicity was sure that it didn't involve giant Sentinels.
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"Any questions?"
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"I'm guessing the latter for this guy."
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"He's not attacking us. He's our back up. This is Fin. He attacks with his fists, not fruit." She turned to the large man with the pineapples. "Soon, Fin. I promise. Just don't permanently damage the soldiers. And this is the rest of the team for this mission, Felicity and Quinn."
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He nodded at his orders and gave his new teammates a jaunty wave with a pineapple-laden hand when he was introduced. "I will only smash the soldier's stuff, not their heads."
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"Well, we have out distraction. Fin, go into town, hit buildings, and make the soldiers come out." That was the easy part. She would have had to do something entirely different if Fin hadn't shown up. She turned to the other two. "Black Cat, on the roofs. See which buildings don't have people rushing out to attack Fin or obviously leave some soldiers in to protect something. Let Quinn and I know over comms while we search buildings in the meantime."
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"Come out, soldiers! Time to fight!"
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"Non-lethal ammunition," she reminded Quinn as she unholstered one of her sidearms. She motioned for him to go around one side of a building while she moved toward the other. It wasn't a big village. Nika was hoping if something went sideways, reinforcements could get there.
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There was a building to the east and one to the north that only a few recruits in masks came out of. The other huts emptied out to gawk and raise their guns to fire on Finn.
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Careful not to crush any of the soldiers, he picked up a nearby truck and hurled it just over the heads of a group of gunmen. He laughed when they ducked and scattered. Then again when the truck landed in a twisted heap.
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Quinn crept around the side of the building, keeping his ears open for any change in the position of the soldiers within the building.