Photo 2

Photo 2 What to do with our enemy? There's nine hundred and ninety terrs there. With sore limbs and no toys. In time, word will get out. Compromising us in future. Over the edge! You four, take three men each. You know the drill. The SF guys nodded and trotted off. It wasn't said but done. Were they being recorded? Hopefully. Would save the SAS a job. Showing the world what happened to terrs. Off the cliff one at a time. Like jumping out of a plane. Or into a swimming pool. But with a four mile terminal velocity drop. Two ex-terrorists are kept. Prisoners. Our mission continues. We'll get back safe. No one is lost yet. Nothing will stop us. For we keep your world safe.