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April 2, 2115
"You understand this is a one-way mission?"
"The recall devices may never work."
"You and your team will be sent back to 1965. The chips we implanted in your brain have the latest and the most accurate information we could gather. They will provide you with data on your targets. The serum will sustain you for the rigors of time travel, sustain you for the long wait."
"You could all die five minutes after we turn on the machine."
"Or we could save the world, sir. We understand the risks. We understood it when you proposed the bio-mechanical recon initiative. We're Boomers, sir. We're the only ones left." The only five to survive the implants. The only five to survive the serum. The only five with a hope in hell of pulling this off.
"You have your orders, Captain." The president rose and extended his hand. "Godspeed, son."
"Thank you, sir." Captain Michael Hunter shook the president's hand and then took a step back to salute. When he left this office, Michael Hunter would join the other men of the Bio-Mechanical Recon Unit...Boomers.
To assassinate their enemies.