Edit:I I have a sequel all planned out for this. And I too have a hidden reference. :D It was never usually this dark out. That's what made the raid all the more dangerous. The cloud coverage wasn't expected for another three weeks, and the assault forces were already in position. There was no time to waste. The objective needed to be obtained. *Heavy Italian accent* "Have the helo's in the air by the time ground forces are in position three clicks from bravo point, we are going to strike fast. We will be encountering danger close with those airstrikes, so watch yourselves." *equally strong accent* Were on location Black Watch." "Very good. Prepare the missiles." Meanwhile on the ground, three platoons of fully geared soldiers climbed up steep and treacherous rocky passes, in total silence. The helicopters were taking off from the hidden airfield, deep in the jungle. They wouldn't be spotted until the very last minute. Suddenly, a bright laser shot out across the fog filled air. It passed right over the heads of the climbing militia. They stopped, dead in their track's. None shuffled, nor dared to fidget. Not a single movement was to be spotted, and the laser continued on in its endeavor to find an unseen enemy. "This is delta one-four. Over." "Continue delta one-four." "We are near the target. The compound has multiple overwatch points, we were almost spotted." Roger delta one-four. Helicopters inbound, hit the decks, we are coming in low and fast." "Copy that HQ. Strike force delta ready for strikes." The lead captain of the squads raised a fist, and silently clenched it. They all knew this signal, and had practiced years for this very moment, as it was quite possibly the most high-risk operation ever to be pulled off in the history of this war. They went prone, and kept their heads so low their very forms melted into the jagged rocks below them. Suddenly a tremendous pop and then boom filled the air. 3 Fighter jets suddenly went subsonic, and dropped enough bombs to blot out the light of the dull moon. That's if anyone were around to see it. One mile away, an overwatch position was set up by the militia. Two men in a sniper squad, waiting and watching their targets for days now. They jotted down notes of their target's every move. Everything was observed. It would become crucial information when the assault began. And now it was time to put this information to use. *Overwatch Radioman* You have two groups of hostiles entering your proximity. Prepare for possible engagement. They saw the gun-man with the laser mounted assault rifle, flick on the laser and scan over the shadows of the militia. *Spotter* "Hold your fire." "OK." The gun-man, seeing nothing, turned off the laser and continued on. The overwatch team listened to their radios, ready to begin shooting. *HQ* "Air Strikes inbound ETA 10 seconds." Not a second late or a second too soon, the sonic boom was heard. *Spotter in the overwatch group* "Fire." Simultaneously, three different heads exploded, leaving brown residue covering the floors of the watch tower. *shooter* "Eh, Disgusting!" "I Know..." Right when the last bomb hit, the strike force at the base of the castle charged. They didn't get very far. Among the debris and ruble caused by the immense blast of the bombs, a small circular object flew out of the dust. And that one was followed by more. As soon as the scalps of the attacking militia were visible, the blades hit their targets. Not a sound was heard except the thumps of the bodies hitting the floor. Among the ashen colored sky adjacent to the castle, riddled with bomb holes and fiery pits, three rounded bodies walked out of the rubble. They wore white bandana's, each of them. *Theme song Plays* their bodies suddenly come into focus. They are.... dun dun duh! They..!... they are cookies! *Theme song hits deep bass right as the helicopters and attacking militia blow into fire and explosions, all as the first cookie in the middle, the one in lead, clacks the detonator that triggers an EMP based device in orbit over the battlefield, and it is shaped as a cookie. The detonator had a small Pac-Man logo on it. Strange. So it begins.