Sam Fisher- Cam on Helicopter

  Fisher changed the SC-20’s fire selector to Sticky Cam, then pulled one off his belt. The standard color for a Sticky Cam was black; Fisher pulled off the outer laminate to expose the white coating. Better match for the Sikorsky’s paint scheme. He toggled the Sticky Cam’s switch to GPS ENABLED, then loaded it. He tucked the rifle’s stock to his cheek and peered through the scope, panning and zooming until he’d found his target.

  Wait . . . The thump of the Sticky Cam would likely go unnoticed over the Sikorsky’s engines, but Fisher didn’t want to take a chance. Pak and Stewart reached the helicopter and took turns climbing in.

  Wait . . .

  Through the cabin window he saw an arm reach for the cabin’s latch. The door started sliding shut. Now.

  Fisher fired. The Sticky Cam flew true and popped onto the S-76’s tail boom just as the cabin door thumped shut. He waited, breath held, half expecting one of the crew to climb out, but nothing happened. Ten seconds passed, then twenty. Thirty. Then the engines increased in pitch, and the S-76 lifted off the pad, rose up twenty feet, wheeled, and disappeared over the north tower. The landing pad lights went dark.

  Fisher let out his breath and checked the OPSAT:

  STICKY CAM > GPS ENABLED > ONLINE >TRACKING

  Fisher smiled grimly to himself. You can run, but you can’t hide.

- Fallout, Chapter 22