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"Orginal base?" D.J. asked curiously. "New York." Sydney slow down and tried not to make eye contact. "Sargeant Andell. Welcome to S.O. 12: Intel." Sydney knew exactly where she was. It was a military base created for things like this. Someone must have told him that Sydney was a spy. "So took over a rebel base?" "You fit in well."
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Steve wheeled over and placed his empty bowl in the rack with other bowls. He then wheeled down the hall to the control room. He nodded at a general looking at some radar images. "What seems to be the problem General?" "We have reports of a small group in Sector A5. We have no confirmation if it's ours or the military's. Do you have a team ready for the mission?" "Not yet. But I think I might have one ready soon." Steve wheeled out of the room looking for a team to fight with him.
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Steve looked inside a room. "Hey! What's your name?"
???: "Steven. Why?" STEVE: "Hey I'm Steven too. We'll I prefer Steve but oh well. Anyways I'm wondering if you want to join my squadron?" STEVEN: "Got nothing better to do anyways. So sure." STEVE: "Alright I'll call you when we're ready." |
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Sydney checked random rooms. "Jesus, Steve. Where are you?" Sydney ran into another person who seem to recognize her. "Sydney Andell, the genius behind Special Op Black Plague. Come here." Sydney carefully approached the man. "I'm Micah Porter, in charge of coming up the attack plan on th rebels. Might you like to help?" "I'm good, Micah."
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Steve wheeled into another room. "Anyone here want to join our squadron?" Steve asked allowed.
???: "Sure." STEVE: "Who said that?" The room cleared to show an old man smoking. ???: "I'll go with ya." STEVE: "What is your name sir?" ???: "You can call me Wally." STEVE: "Here take this walkie talkie. I'll use it to communicate with you." |
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"We need to find the ventilation room. I acquired a weird gas when I was in the mountains. I think it's poisonous because I felt really sick when I was around it." Steve pointed out. "Putting it into the ventilation would poison them all."
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Steve sat there staring into the night sky. He remembered his parents being killed. He remembered his brother being shot right in front of him. He remembered what he looked liked before and after the killings. Steve sat there stone faced remembering the events. Now he was about to sleep in the same tent as his family's murder. "You guys don't understand." Steve said quietly. "She's changed. She never wanted any of this." Steve said as he got a couple things and went into the tent.
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