Novel & Cerita Military Letter Codes

She folded her hands on her chest. "Duh, I was the one who created it." She said. As they were major pranksters and trouble makers in high school, Athaliah made this 'red code' thing up. It was for if one was stuck into a bad situation and the other came for rescue, so that he or she knew against whom they have to talk. It also means who is dangerous for them. They made two types of red codes. Maximum and minimum. Minimum means trouble and maximum means danger. "Which one red code was she?" Aaron asked, this time direct to the point.

I say, and she nods. " I didn't know you were so brave," my Beta purrs in her ear and earns a giggle. " I am not. But my pack always had problems with rogues. So I am kind of used to them." she says without a care in the world, not even noticing our faces. " Give me a moment," I say and grab my phone, dialing the number of Alpha Eren. " Good morning, Alpha James. What a pleasant surprise. " he greets me friendly, but I hear the distress in his voice.

“I’m fine. Can we head over to the basement now? Apparently, we have actual work to do.” We step into the garage. Sandy keeps chattering about finding a new space, but I tune her out, as usual. My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I pull it out automatically. A new text. From Cameron. I drop everything on the table before even reading it. Cameron: Soy, this is Code Grey. I repeat, Code Grey! I blink at the screen, heart thudding. We have codes for everything. Instead of the usual Code Red for danger, we use Code Grey.

Ethan asked. Charlie rolled her eyes “Why am I not surprised you’re a military movie buff?” “What? They’re good!” “Ok we’re getting off topic. Back to how we tell Charlie’s mom without telling Charlie’s mom.” Maya said, a little exasperated. “Mom and I talk in code a lot. Before I came here my mom and I came up with certain phrases for me to use to let her know if there was ever trouble and how bad it is. To anyone eavesdropping it sounds like a normal conversation but mom will know.”

"Commander, with your permission. I think I may be of help." Price nodded and ordered the comms specialist to stand aside and allowed Goradin to take his seat. "We have many security codes for various degrees of rank and threats. Usually I don't have this high clearance, but since I am the highest ranking officer on this ship...." he paused and started typing. "As this would likely be deployment orders, the code would likely be Beta-sigma or beta-centouri..... Got it!" As he typed in the latter code the message started to decrypt. "Nice work. Lets see what the Admiral has to say."

Whatever was written on there made him frown slightly. Celena could not help but be intrigued. "Who sent them to you? How strange it was! They didn't write anything on the letterhead, not a single word!" Liam quickly scanned through all of the letters, then recomposed himself and explained, smiling, "These letters are from the Pendragon War Zone. This is how military letters are supposed to be delivered, to prevent crucial, confidential information from being exposed if it falls into the wrong hands."

“...FFE confirmed!" Beck stiffened instantly. A strangled, broken sound of absolute distress escaped his throat, and his face turned entirely white. Hayden looked at him, his brow furrowing. “B?” he whispered so low that only Beck and Myla heard. “What does that code mean?” Beck swallowed hard, his eyes wide with horror as he stared at Jared. “It’s an extreme, emergency military protocol,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “When a mission has gone to absolute shit, and there is no hope of evacuation or recovering the objective, the commander on site can issue that specific code. It tells the command center to drop a wipeout bomb directly onto the coordinates.”

I tapped it two times before it opened “Code word?” he asked. “Falcon” I muttered. Falcone said I should use his name as code word for entry and that he will inform the guards about. Rest of the pack members have different code word. Every ten members are given a different code word like bones, fly, red eyes, pointed nose and air weeds. The codes are basically related to them. When I asked him how the guards make sure it is not misused, he said once entering they have to give finger print, if it matches, then they have given the right code.

Since we can only communicate in short phrases, we make sure each phrase will tell us everything we need to know. Code Green: All clear Code Yellow: Send Backup Code Red: We’re being attacked Code Orange: We’ve been compromised Code Grey: Find somewhere to hide Code Purple: Encountered problems Code White: It’s a Trap Code Black: Dead In the past few hours, they had gone from a code green to purple, and now black. So I wasted no time shifting into my wolf, grabbing the bag and run through the forest, Darius quick behind me. "Kenj.. what's going on?" Darius questions.

REXTRACTIONNEEDEDAE0C1771N90302125WF Extraction needed. That part of the message was clear enough. I changed the rest of the letters to numbers and got 15031771N and 90302125W. F R was for Ryder. Extraction needed. The location was at 15° 03' 17.71" N 90° 30' 21.25" W. F was for Felix. The 0 represented a space and the – was a zero. We had communicated in this format via e-mail and text when we were on assignments and we were the only ones that used it.