To the soldiers onboard the Barricade, she was only known as Cinder. To Kirov, she was the Survivor; Cinder had been to JiangXi; she went through the hell of it, twice over if you will. Not only did a demon take down the Storm she was in, but another Demon almost dropped another Storm on her.
Soon enough though, Cinder had arrived at the airfield two weeks later, having dodged everything from Stalkers to the Bunnies as she criscrossed New Hangzhou.
She was thought dead.
Not only did she cheat death, Cinder turned right back around and kicked Death in the balls.
Four times.
And now, she was there at Kirov's request.
And now, at Meier's orders, she would deploy to the planet's surface and keep an eye on Akira.
Kirov stood beside her. "You heard?"
"Yeah."
"Don't know how this will go tovarishch." Kirov said. "They are..." She frowned. "They don't understand the exact hell we described."
"They will." Cinder said. She wasn't really in armor; but Kirov could see her stuff was in the passenger's seat of the armored Jeep in the back. Kirov looked back at the recruit already eating.
"Idiot thinks the animals are edible."
"He'll die before he can even get two miles near the city." Cinder said bluntly. "But why the hell does Meier want me to watch that one?"
"Ask him yourself when you see him next."
Nodding to her, Kirov raised her voice.
"Alright nuggets. Drop time." She pulled out a bona-fide paper list. "Clarke, Jason. Otherwise known as Hiccup. You drop first."
The storm pitched up as it came in. As dirt was thrown into the air, the back ramp lowered. Kirov hauled Hiccup to the ramp.
"Enjoy the scenery."
She unceremoniously threw him off before turning back to the nuggets.
"Grillix, Jack." She called out. The now-flinching recruit was yanked from his seat as the harness was released, and hauled to the ramp.
"Enjoy the swamp."
She threw him off, too.
Right into a very disgusting swamp.
Turning to the rest, she crossed her arms. "So, any volunteers, or should I throw you off as well?" She asked cheerfully.