Saraceno

Heavy wind howled through the forest, pushing trees and making them creak and groan, the silent forest was no longer so silent, but filled with sepulchral tones. Alongside the wind, there was the quiet boom of artillery far away, an unmistakable sound which kept many awake, and on high alert. Barrages hit day and night, never stopping. Dozens of artillery guns firing, one after the other, constantly being fed ammunition to continue their nightmarish destruction. No one saw it coming. Not a single soul.. not one was left. Destruction paved it's way straight through a once beautiful country. There was no warning, no buildup.. just sudden barrages. A country wiped off the face of the earth, reduced to ash and rubble. Russia was feared once. Their unwavering insanity, reliable weaponry and numbers were a force to be reckoned with.. but nothing could prepare such military for thousands of tons of high explosive ordinance. Military high command was gone, bases reduced to foundations, populations scattered. The unknown military made their advances over the borders, hunting and killing the remnants of what was once a global superpower. A privately funded military, hired NATO to end the cold war once and for all. Under the cover of night and the still constant barrages, drone strikes and more, these forces moved in, in teams of two. Two highly trained covert operators, trained to blend in with the night and destruction. One of these operators was codenamed Knight, given to him because he showed up to briefing in a full set of medieval plate armor, and was forced by his drill sergeant to do a march with the armor, and a fully loaded rucksack. A comedic reasoning for an arguably badass codename. Knight lost contact with his second after the cliff they were descending, collapsed. Knight was relatively uninjured, with a few bruises and scratches, but under the cover of night time he could not see his second, or find them. Knight stayed in the area, closeby, because he knew his second would too. He was hidden, due to collapse being loud. He waited patiently, laying under some rubble a bit away from the main site, his pistol in his hands, ready. Knight was hidden well due to his black and grey camouflauge, alongside the ghillie netting along his shoulders, back, helmet, torso and his arms. His front was free of netting except a black veil over his head and face, under his helmet.