James got up and continued to fix his gaze on the commissar "I used to fly and operate as part of a Black Ops squadron, known as Wraith" he began "Our primary mission was to contain and eliminate suspected terrorist cells" James said, pausing briefly.
"On January 17th 817 A.S., we were called in to deal with a cell of radical isolationists on Denver" He began again. James continued to maintain eye contact with the commissar, continuing "It was supposed to be a routine op, fly in, carrying out a drop, and exterminate the threat, but of course it wasn't."
"When we reached orbit, we were informed we'd have to go in on foot, the terrorists had isolated themselves in a dense residential area in the capital city."
"We landed at the main spaceport and proceeded from there."
James said, the tension of earlier leaving, but replace with a solemnity not seen before in the man.
"Just as we deployed into the building, our commander contacted us; the terrorists had taken hostages" James remarked silently.
"As you no doubt know, those situations can be very lethal" James stated
"However, as we proceeded to the breaching point, we were met with nothing but silence, quite odd for a hostage situation" He paused "Initially I thought nothing of it, and ordered the deployment of breaching charges, and switching to nonlethal rounds" He said, his voice trailing off.
"We breached the room, and were met with no gunfire, just a few scared families. These weren't terrorists, just a bunch of scared civilians" He finished, fury appearing in his eyes.
"Then the worst of it happened, I informed my CO about the turn of events" he continued on
"And you know what I got? Orders to exterminate them and any witnesses; turns out some spook from the LSF had taken over the operation" James remarked.
"I refused the orders, but my second in command relieved me at gunpoint and ordered the team to deploy nerve gas canisters to the central ventilation system"James continued on, cold fury lighting his eyes.
"I managed to knock him out and gunned for the canisters. Though by the time I got there, they had dispersed" He ended starkly.
"1000 lives, snuffed out because of my failure" James aid, a hint of sorrow and guilt lacing his voice.
"I was to be court-martialed for dereliction of duty, and the rest of the team got medals" He said, the regret being replaced by disgust.
"I suppose I was lucky in some ways, some friends from the brass intervened and got the charges dropped. In response I resigned" James finished again.
"There's no way I could work for an organization that treats civilians so callously" he began again.
"But it wasn't over, I began to dig up information on the LSF agent who took over, turns out that those frightened civilians were some strong opponents of the war with Rheinland" James continued.
"Lives snuffed out just to fulfill a politician's agenda, go figure" James said, letting out a snort of derision.
"Of course, this digging brought a visit from the LSF, and they branded me a traitor, because I found out their dirty little secret" James continued again
"So I fled to the Omicrons, I had an old friend who was former LSF, who gave me sanctuary" James finished.
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