Kassian entered the hall, pausing until he located two things: Ocelot Unit, and Krasnogorje Patrol.
Fortunately, the red-accented black uniforms were fully across the room from the nearest tan jumpsuit, with a sea of green-outfitted GRU inbetween.
He took the direct route to rejoin the squad, eying the balaclava-clad Ocelots as he approached. It only took him a few moments to mark Isaev from the way he stood when idle, indolent, like he'd rather be leaning against a wall.
Kassian's mouth twitched slightly to the side.
He stopped in front of Major Ocelot, and tossed off a quick salute, just because it seemed like a formal occasion, given that almost all of Groznyj Grad had assembled in the hall.
"Irinarhov and Imanov reporting, Major. We have the MENTs secured."
He gestured. Liadov and Rakitin were only a few paces behind him, with Imanov bringing up the rear.
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Fortunately, the red-accented black uniforms were fully across the room from the nearest tan jumpsuit, with a sea of green-outfitted GRU inbetween.
He took the direct route to rejoin the squad, eying the balaclava-clad Ocelots as he approached. It only took him a few moments to mark Isaev from the way he stood when idle, indolent, like he'd rather be leaning against a wall.
Kassian's mouth twitched slightly to the side.
He stopped in front of Major Ocelot, and tossed off a quick salute, just because it seemed like a formal occasion, given that almost all of Groznyj Grad had assembled in the hall.
"Irinarhov and Imanov reporting, Major. We have the MENTs secured."
He gestured. Liadov and Rakitin were only a few paces behind him, with Imanov bringing up the rear.