The muffled sound of the helicopter's blades cut through the cold morning air as Bravo Team's transport approached the infiltration zone. The somber Russian weather reflected the seriousness of the mission. Inside the helicopter, Harry, Jason, Ray, Sonny, Clay, Trent, and Brock were all ready, with their equipment adjusted and their minds focused. Adrenaline was running high, but there was a calculated silence between them. The plan was clear.
Harry, known by the codename Ghost, was the figure everyone kept in the center of attention, even if he didn't show it openly. His reputation was great, but he was discreet and efficient. Jason, as a leader, felt a different confidence in having Harry by his side; he knew that, with Harry, the margin for error was minimal.
"We're 10 minutes from the LZ (Landing Zone)," the pilot warned through his headset.
Jason nodded and turned to the group.
"Bravo Team, this is the mission. We move in quickly, clear the target, and get out before they realize what happened. Ghost is with us and will lead the infiltration. Stay alert and stick to the plan."
Harry, his expression impassive, looked at the team.
"The weakest point is the southwest entrance. We'll neutralize the tower guards and take control of the perimeter before moving in. Once we're inside, we have ten minutes until reinforcements arrive. Accuracy will be everything."
Everyone nodded. The plan was risky, but with proper execution, they could neutralize the target before the alarm went off.
Minutes later, the helicopter landed silently in a snowy clearing. The bitter cold of Russia hit them, but they were used to extreme conditions. Bravo and Harry moved quickly through the forest, invisible as shadows among the trees.
Reaching the perimeter of the facility, Harry gestured for Sonny and Clay to take up positions in the watchtowers. Within seconds, both men had eliminated the guards with precision, silent shots. The team moved forward as planned.
As they approached the entrance, Harry led the charge, moving with almost supernatural efficiency. He disabled a hidden alarm system before anyone could see him. Ray and Brock took out two nearby guards with silent strikes, and the team was inside without a single alarm going off.
Inside the facility, the tension was palpable. Their target was a high-ranking terrorist, hiding deep in an underground bunker. Jason and Harry led the way through the hallways, while the rest of the team took strategic positions.
When they reached the main room, the target was surrounded by a few security guards. Harry made a quick hand gesture, indicating that he would take the lead. With impressive precision and speed, he neutralized three of the guards in a few seconds, moving like a specter among the shadows.
Jason, taking advantage of the moment of distraction caused by Harry, moved and disarmed the target, immobilizing him with Ray's help.
"Target captured," Jason reported, his voice calm despite the intensity of the mission.
In the back of the room, Sonny murmured to Clay,
"I've never seen anyone move like that. He really is a ghost."
Clay just nodded, still surprised by Harry's speed and precision.
With the target neutralized, the team began the extraction. The return to the extraction point was quick and without incident. The helicopter was in the air before any warning signal was triggered in the complex. They had completed the mission perfectly—fast, clean, and without casualties.
On the way back to base at Dam Neck, the mood was lighter. The mission had been an absolute success, and Bravo knew that having Harry by their side had been a crucial factor.
When the helicopter landed, Jason turned to Harry, extending his hand.
"Ghost, it was an honor to work with you." Your reputation doesn't do justice to what you really are in the field."
Harry shook Jason's hand with a slight smile.
"You guys are an amazing team, Jason. It was a pleasure being with Bravo. I'm glad we were able to accomplish the mission together."
Ray, Sonny, Clay, Trent, and Brock approached to greet him. Despite their tough, veteran styles, there was clear admiration in their eyes. Sonny, as always, was direct:
"Ghost, if you ever want to join us, there's a spot at Bravo for you," he said with a wide smile.
Harry laughed, patting Sonny on the shoulder.
"I think Bravo is more than fine without me. But I appreciate the offer."
Ray was more reflective, as always.
"It was an honor, Harry. Your presence made all the difference. I hope we can work together again."
Harry nodded, showing his respect for the team. But he knew it was time to go home. He had done what needed to be done.
After saying goodbye to Bravo and Lieutenant Commander Blackburn, Harry gathered his things and prepared to return to Los Angeles. Before boarding the flight back, he made one last call to Kensi, telling her he was on his way back.
"Mission accomplished. Now, I'm heading home."
She smiled on the other end of the line.
"I'm waiting for you."
As the plane took off, Harry looked out at the horizon. He knew there were still many missions ahead of him, but he was also increasingly certain that the chapter of his life as an operator was coming to an end. Now, his priority was elsewhere. Los Angeles, Kensi, and the life he was beginning to build outside the battlefield.
The ghost had completed yet another mission to perfection but now, he was ready for something more.