The platoon unloaded out of the vehicles, guns in hand. They gripped the weapons tightly and pointed at the immigrants, who were all confused, shocked, and defenseless.

  The immigrants were all out of their tents. #BCXN yelled at the immigrants to drop whatever they might have in their hands, and follow them. Most people dropped their items and gathered in a group, being surrounded by the platoon members.

  Some others did not however. This was a deadly mistake. #BCXN hollered out for them to drop their items, or he would have their body’s drop instead. The people refused once again, saying he was not enough of a man to do it. #BCXN did not care about what they were saying about him, he just wanted to complete this mission.

  He was done, as this was a waste of time. These people were distracting him, and wasting his time he could be spending on another mission, or doing something else more important than this. The man looked at the people in the eyes, and shot them. Their bodys flopped down and thumped the floor.

  The men breathed in a sigh, this was a waste of workers, but for efficiency, it was needed.

  The men started collecting the immigrants into the cars. Making sure there was no escape the entire time. The immigrants were all collected quietly, and without any casualties. It seemed that they had learned their lesson after witnessing first hand what they could do with little effort, and didn’t want to end up like the immigrants who had already dropped dead.

  The cars’ engines started, the tires screeched on the dirt, and then they started off back to the base. This was the platoon's first mission, except for the one member supervising who worked with the company, and wasn’t really a soldier. He was to make sure they wouldn’t betray the mission, and it would all go well.

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  The men unloaded off at the base the company made. The platoon member’s came out neatly, while the immigrants came out in jam-packed circles of people, guarded by some of the platoon members making sure they wouldn’t try to run away.

  The immigrants were moved towards a certain area of the base, where they would be picked up by the trucks that would take them to the workplace.

  The crowd was loud, but when they were told to stop making noise, they did. Most likely because they did not want to die.

  The vehicles that arrived at the base were huge buses with no windows. This was the perfect way to conceal location, and to not get caught.

  The Immigrants stepped into the buses one by one, filling all of the seats, and the drivers got in after all of them, along with 3 guards, and left the base.

  This process continued for every bus, of which there were 7. The buses made loud noises driving off, and the base went silent.

  The platoon’s mission had been accomplished, and the rest of the day would just be relaxing for the team. They ate food, trained their aim, practiced throwing knives, and even just normally slept.

  The men went to sleep for the night after eating dinner. Their dinner was served on a silver tray, just like when they were in the test stages, but it was different food. The tray consisted of bacon, ham, turkey, eggs, vegetables like broccoli, spinach, and many more nutritious foods. This was in order to keep the body in perfect condition and not gain or lose any weight. This helped them be the best they could be at their job.