Jones was born in Cardiff on 1 August 1965. He was a bit of a tearaway as an adolescent. After spending a short period in a youth detention centre, he immediately joined the British Army. Plenty of hard work and training defined him as one of the most highly regarded NCOs in the parachute regiment. Shortly after his sixth year in the services he applied to join the Special Air Service Regiment. He left the regiment after three years service due to an injury sustained.
- "You have my undivided attention, Anya, as always."
- "Well, time are changing. What are my objective here? Let me guess. I go in, kill everybody, steal the tech and get the hell out?"
- "You make it sound so easy, Anya."
- "Business as usual."
- "God will be your judge, Quest - I make you an appointment !"
- "Where are we after?"
- "Yeah, alright. I didn't come all this way to screw up."
- "Really? I would never have thought of that. Then what?"
- "Thanks for the advice, Colonel."
- "So, did you enjoy the fireworks, White?"
- "What? But…"
- "Ugh. Anya! What`s going on?"
- "Lying in my own blood in the middle of somewhere, but I think I'll survive. The Map Computer is trashed. There's a radio transmitter up ahead - I might be able to signal from there on an open frequency."
- "Absolutely, Good to see you too Senator Lenehan. One month in bed is enough for me. I could use a bit of exercise though, and some explanations!"
- "Who's my new mission director?"
- "Interesting. How long ago?"
- "Philip White - we know you've had dealings with him so don't play stupid. What did you sell him - A trainload of atomic missiles?"
- Rebecca Anya, his Mission Director and comrade.
- Phillip White, his Mission Director, actually a traitor.
- Captain Harrison, an ally on the field.