+++++<strong>Mission Briefing Room, Buchel Airbase, Germany. March 3rd 2052. 05:10.</strong>+++++<br/><br/>"Now that everyone is here," the sergeant gave a pointed look to the last person to enter the briefing room and find their seat. "we can start."<br/><br/>The lights dim in the small room, chairs arranged in neat rows in front of a raised podium and a large view screen. The man who had just spoken was Capt. Mike Taylor, UN Logistics Corps and for the purpose of your mission, your commanding officer. Several other people with UN security passes are seated with you, including some in crisp, clean combat fatigues and flight suits.<br/><br/>"As you know the meteorite phenomenon has many world governments concerned, but their already stretched resources are being put into the clear-up and rebuilding efforts after the meteors have struck. We, at the United Nations Security Council, have been asked to provide assistance with cataloguing and analysing the objects that have been tracked. Where possible the meteors are to be returned to one of the designated research centres, details of which can be found in your briefing files." Capt. Taylor presses a button on the podium and the screen displays an enhanced satellite image of Europe and Asia, zooming in a little on the southern part of Russia and surrounding territories. Several red dots glow on the map, their significance is made clear by the captain's next words.<br/><br/>"Recent meteorites have been tracked to within a 5km radius of these locations. Your teams are to locate the impact sites and record whatever you find there, ideally bringing back the meteor for further study." The captain pauses for a moment before nodding to one of the other's sat with you. "Sgt John Fordham," Capt Taylor indicates a burly looking man, probably somewhere in his early forties, "You will take your team to the southern territory of Siberia, near the Kazhakstani border, Sgt James MacMain, your team will be deployed here, just north of Turkey." A look passes between the two sergeants before the captain reads out a list of names, yours among them. "You will join Sgt Fordham, your transport leaves at 0700 sharp, be ready at hangar 1 by then or be left behind. You have until 0630 to request any equipment you think necessary. Vehicles have already been requested including a flat bed truck, should you be in a position to recover sizeable samples. The local government has confirmed its full cooperation, but as always in these areas be careful, not everyone will necessarily welcome the presence of outsiders."<br/><br/>"Any questions?"