HMS-Hood The officer pauses. Thinking. **"Then why not go to some other random planet? Realistically it's only by chance you found Earth"
"Well this is all I have to ask for now. Your food should be coming soon." The officer walks out of the cell, making sure to record what he heard in his final report.
In the main atrium of the building, in the lounge area sat, Martha Snow. She had a nervous feeling wash over her as she sat waiting for someone to meet her. Both of these people were members of the URF embedded within ONI. As she waited, the rest of the twenty or so other people in the room cleared out leaving her and a few others behind. Weird she thought to herself as four black figures approached behind her and the rest of the people in the room.
Spartan Black-Team moved through the opening of the atrium. Weapons raised at the compromised personnel who waited around. It took them a few seconds to register Black-Team's presence and in that short time, the team got to work. "Black-Two move to intercept". Martha continued to sit there, patiently waiting for her contact. The silence was interrupted by a scream. When Martha turned around she saw the team standing their weapons drawn. That was the last thing she saw in her life. Black-Team began taking out the rest of the people in the room. All received a couple of rounds to the head.
There was still URF peoples embedded in, ones that would have useful information. The ones that were taken out today however had no good information to gain.
Natasha readied Venti's next meal. Smiling as she walked it down the hall to his cell. Stepping inside to slip a piece of paper hidden inside the food about her plan. The entire cell was monitored for voice activity so verbally giving him the plan was useless.