In the briefing room Ryoshine waited; his hands in his pockets and his eyes fixed on the window. Outside he saw several military vehicles roll up to main building and began to load up their gear.
When he saw Franz and Giorgia walk in, followed a few seconds later by Henrietta, Triela, and Rico he smiled and walked toward the center of the room. "As you all know, we had to move up our departure time," he said and looked over at Franz before looking back at the group. "We'll be leaving for the airport in an hour, while I wanted to make sure we went unarmed so not to spook the native, I'm afraid recent information has told me that we'll have to go armed. Each of you will carry a pistol, thankfully we now have weapons that will 'not' be detected by the airports metal detectors," he said.
His mind raced with other idea's to get this done, but he realized that the only way to get to America now was to act casually. "I want all of you to dress in casual clothing, nothing that will identify you as apart of this organization. Unlike before where you wore camo-fatigues, this time you won't.
"We'll look way to suspisous if we go as we are, because of that I've taken the libety to have the director order some new clothing for our girls here to wear. You all will look like your going on a class trip to another country, and in fact that's what it's suppose to appear. Myself, Guiseppe, Jean, along with the rest of us will wear business attire to look like teachers," he said. He got a noticable annoying look from Jean, but he just shook his head. "Get back to your dorm rooms, get dressed, meet outside in ten minutes, any questions you can ask in the van," he said.
As he glanced back out the window a worried expression came over him. This mission will turn into a life or death situation... and I can't help but worry that we'll be the one's incuring the most deaths...
