Chapter 14. Soldier Park
Soldier Park, renamed several times through the years, finally evolved into a large park for cities of this size. It was, in fact, the largest park in the city.
One mile in circumference, standing on one end, the community museum operated by the council of tribes that lived in the area. Three stories above ground and two stories underground the old museum remained the pride of the arts community since the previous century.
The crowning jewel was the central area of four ball diamonds they built with care and an eye for beauty and nature.
It was a beautiful park, great conifers that towered at the edges of the park mixed with ancient oak trees that seemed to tell stories by their very presence. The evenings were always peaceful with the ancient guardians of the park.
This evening was no different in the early autumn. In the beauty and space that families would come and play volleyball, touch-football and softball, a wide open area that begged for activity during the summer and weekends, a shadow floated down from above.
A barely audible whirring sound could be heard by anyone standing among the branches and trunks of the man-made forest just before Radio Check touched down with the dark parasail.
His landed with such gentle control, he did not even take a walking step.
From the trees, shadows emerged and moved quickly to new arrival and relieved him of his heavy burden. Four shadows on each corner of the package that held his equipment ran back to the road where a van waited and put the bag inside.
Another four shadows collected the wing and electric fan while Radio Check unhooked the harness.
In under a minute, they had packed up and vacated the area.
He opened the passenger door of the transporter and paused, Radio Check was the last person to take his foot off the ground. Looking around, he smiled. It was all according to plan.
Mission successful. No deaths, a number of casualties and they would be cleaning polymer beads up for months. But the whole of the mission was perfect. Hunting an assailant, they would think he ran from one end to the other, vandalizing things.
If in the event the IT department figured out that the computer system had been hacked, the controls and Trojan Horse programs the Radio Service would dynamically install back-doors into the network. The sub-system would record normal operations and display proper data if someone ran a check. Even the antenna on the roof allowed the remote users access through multiple layers of security with a sub-carrier frequency built.
Radio Service saw all that went on and with ultimate control, the next assault would be less noisy and destructive, but far more effective.