>>21149097"A new assignment?" asked the man, voice brimming with a combination of anticipation and dread, for he knew the Commandant's tasks often proved grueling "Do tell..."
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*some time well after an hour later*
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A convoy of armored vehicles ferried the man and his precious cargo to their destination, high in the reaches of the Sinjoh mountains. Most were desert tan MRAPs pilfered from ex-Plasma-American warehouses, but not the lead vehicle. The lead vehicle was a German SDKFZ 251, coloured German grey, with a snow-white tarp covering the rear hold. Unlike the pilfered MRAPs, the SDKFZ was from the private collection of the man in question.
The convoy came to a stop, having arrived at base camp. The rear door swung open, and the man in question stepped out, his boots crunching against the snow. His black leather, knee-high boots slipped over his grey woolen pants, keeping the snow from piercing his legs. Atop his shoulders was a black leather coat with a fur-lined collar. A grey scarf wrapped itself around his neck, blowing in the icy wind, and atop his head was a grey peaked cap topped with silver-rimmed aviator shades. he looked less like a German officer, and more like a fashion designer's attempt to turn Gen. MacArthur into a German officer. In his gloved hand, he held the briefcase O-27.
The vessel's second occupant looked much more the part- She, a girl of only fourteen, was decked in a long black overcoat, with a black leather Sam Browne belt crossing her chest and shoulder. Knee-high black leather boots and a crimson ribbon in her shoulder-length ebony hair completed the ensemble.
The man? Colonel Hans Lübeck. A former munitions procurement officer for the Bundeswehr when it had been the arm of Silph.
The girl? Emiko Lübeck, the German-Japanese daughter of the Colonel, and his everpresent companion since the death of her mother.