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"Prep flash, breach on my go." the team lead whispered.

The team acknowledges.

"Go" 

CRASH!
The door is opened.

BANG!

"Moving, clearing left." The first one enters.
Immediately, shots are fired.
"One down" the first exclaimed.
"Moving, clearing right" the second one enters.

"Moving," the third one enters.

the rest of the team enters.

"Restrain subject and provide first aid. Secure all evidence" the Team lead tells the team over the comms.

"Compound clear in record time. 5 minutes." the fifth said through the mic

The Team Lead stands in the room, glancing around. Having completed the contract, he sends the employer a message.

==REQUEST COMPLETED==

"I can smell the money already. Who's down for some chicken?" the fourth eagerly asked.

With this request, all eyes were now on ONYX. Not only did they clear a compound, but they also apprehended the most wanted terrorist in the world. 

How could a mercenary group do something that most of the special forces couldn't do in that amount of time?

How were they that efficient? Many questions surrounded the group, the world didn't even know what they look like.

However, efficiency meant money. The more efficient they were, the more money they would be making. Less time wasted is more time off.

Follow through the story of ONYX as they complete requests, play games and eat tons of food.

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