Typical job, or as typical as any of the crap us protectors deal with. Some sort of 'hive mind' anomaly, its description was a blob of tentacles with a single head on the top. One in every five people within a twenty mile radius from him are under his complete control; when you get within a mile it bumps up to half of everyone, in addition he can take control through skin contact that's what the briefing told me. Whats worse is those dumb ass keepers already came after him so it knows its being hunted. It released a statement to us saying that if anyone tried to come after him he would kill all of New York, probably a bluff but it doesn't matter.
Intel said it was underground somewhere, we tried gassing the sewers that didn't amount to much more then a crap ton of dead homeless people. On the plus side we now knew it had some kind of bunker. They only downside to his abilities are the ten seconds before he takes control of someone it shows, sometimes as a scream, sometimes as a seizure, sometimes other stuff but there's always something.
I'm going in with nine men, I'm going to have to kill at least two of them, probably five. There are two other seperate teams of ten like mine all closing in on this beasts location from different points. Were in an army truck right now but well get out and enter the sewers asap. Were all fully armed. Each of wears a helmet with built in night vision, infrared, and hud with a map of the sewers. Our outfitting also comes with an armored breast plate that leaves our limbs free, between the two pieces of amour our only real vulnerable point is our neck. Normally any other clothing or armor is up to the individual but for the mission I ordered everyone to cover every inch of skin on their body, and they did. Other then that everyone has a machete a desert eagle and a M16 with equipped grenade launcher; for this particular mission we're also carrying enough ammo to kill half the freaking city.
An announcement comes into the back telling us we have five minutes before we come into range, my men are nervous, twitching and terrified; inside so am I. I have 20% percent chance of dying in five minutes, 50% in the next couple hours! Hell more then that I'm not accounting for the infected! The monster itself! Or the fact that some other anomaly on the other side of the freaking world could blow the whole planet up any god damn second! Calm down. Your in front of your men, you have to stay calm. I reach into one of my pockets and pop a couple pill in my mouth, instantly I feel the bugs jumping around in my head die.
I give a confident smile to my men and they return it.
"We are now entering the zone of influence." the automated speaker says again.