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It was good to be doing this kind of work again. As much as he didn't mind the peace of working at the gun store and really didn't mind not living in a tent and being shot at while he ate out of cans, he'd been trained to do this by both the Army and the SSR and he was good at it. He even liked doing it most of the time, especially if he was working with people he could respect and who respected him.

The motley crew of superheroes, regular people, spies, and probable spies were all ready to go as far as they needed or wanted to be. He exchanged nods with all the team leaders, then motioned for everyone to move out. They all had their objectives and their goals (which might or might not be the same thing). He wasn't sure exactly how long this was going to take or how many hostiles they'd encounter, but he was hopeful that everyone would come out of it alive and mostly unharmed.

He hadn't given a mission briefing in months, but it wasn't a skill that he'd lost. He'd even managed not to actually mention being in the SSR since he had experience with this kind of thing from the Army. The people in this room had very different skillsets and backgrounds, but all of them had something they could do and all of them had something they wanted to do. First he outlined the situation as determined by the intel they had. He'd been careful to give credit to those that had provided the information, too. He knew what it felt like to work hard to get intel and then have it ignored by someone who wanted to make themselves look good, and he wasn't going to do that.

The camp was located in a wooded area in the countryside and was currently pretending to be a religious retreat center. For all he knew it might have actually been a religious retreat center at one point. There was a public campground nearby, so there might be some innocent bystanders to watch out for, but they were mostly expecting to only encounter Hydra personnel. An unmarked road led into the camp and he and Peggy had determined that a guard post was pretending to be an outhouse about halfway up the road. Beyond the guard post was a small tool shed containing the perimeter security controls and beyond the perimeter security was the actual camp. They'd been able to confirm the presence of a few buildings, all of which seemed to be older and wooden. One of them might be a lab, at least judging from the heat signatures Stark's little goodies had been able to provide. The other buildings looked like they were bunkhouses or offices or just general use buildings.

After he presented the situation as they knew it, he'd presented the general plan as it seemed to be and discussed the dangers inherent in what they were going to be doing. Since there was a public campground not far from the base and their actions were not exactly sanctioned by Darrow PD, he was careful to emphasize that it would be good to be somewhat covert if possible. However, the retreat center was older and the buildings were wooden, so it was plausible that something could just catch fire even without someone trying to set it on fire.

He'd opened it up for questions and discussion then let everyone divide themselves into teams. Some of the people here wanted to go it alone, but there was no situation in which that was safe, so he'd insisted that everyone have at least one other person with them. They all had their own way of preparing for a mission, so he just reminded everyone to be at the rendezvous point on time and then dismissed them.