This night on all fronts was destined to not be a peaceful one.
Even mother earth was in high expectation of a rumble and the underworld ready to receive new guests.
Snowbottle got into His truck. He was in charge of three trucks while Falcon was in charge of the other three trucks.
While still maintaining seniority as the head of the mission.
Apart from Snowbottle and Falcon, they were also other Darklings. Each and every one of the dressed in normal military uniform.
Some as Drivers and others as guards.
Every truck had a total of four Darklings as guards to it.
Snowbottle remained in the front sit with the driver while the other two Darklings hung on the sides of the truck.
The Daranite Mine was not exactly a far distance. Maybe a couple of kilometers away from the capital.
"This is Alpha-1. All teams check for motion, over." Snowbottle talked into a walkie talkie on his shoulder.
"This is Alpha-2. we are check for motion, over." Falcon responded.
