a smooth pushing sensation lightly tickle your face you open
eyes and for a moment wonder where you are. As what appears
to be a large white cloth flips and sweeps gliding to the ground,
you realise that you have been dazed by the jump from a plane.
Within moments your hands are moving faster than a pneumatic
drill to gather your shoot up and conceal it in the dense undergrowth.
The wind continues to tickle your face as you rise steadily
and get into formation with your squad already starting a quietly
suppressed run between two grassy hills.
the hills roll back you hurl yourself to the ground with the
force of a cheater pouncing on its next victim. As your eyes
raise above the level of the long grass you spy two guards walking
close by you. As they pass by swaying their guns brushing against
the grass tips you swiftly change to your knife and sneak up
behind them while remaining covered by the grass. They stop
ahead next to a tree giving you just the cover and vantage you
need to sneak right up behind them. Suddenly and without a thought
your behind them and gliding your blade through their sponge
like bodies. In the world of DeltaForce2 it's just another day
on the job.