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Maine growls and rams into the top half of a pillar, causing the debris to hit York. Tex fires paint at Maine and kicks him away. Maine's back hits a pillar and he begins to fall. Maine, however, pulls the pin off a grenade he is holding, and throws it toward Tex. She easily evades the incoming grenade and it lands next to York.

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Tex: Hey!

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Tex's right shoulder sparks blue. She begins to fire an array of paint all over York's body to protect him but the grenade explodes. York flies backward in response to the explosion.

York: Aaahh!!

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"FUCK!" Minne yells.

North Dakota: Shit!

Washington: Damn it! Those maniacs!

North Dakota: What the fuck are they doing?!

Wash, North, Minnesota, and South run down to the training arena. Carolina pushes an intercom button.

Carolina: F.I.L.S.S., we need a medical team on the training floor, stat!

Carolina runs toward the training arena as well. Alarm sounds begin to blare.

Washington, Carolina, South Dakota, Minnesota, and North Dakota all enter the arena. They head to an injured York.

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Carolina: York! York!

"Stay with us York!" Minne says.

Medical team members enter the arena and begin to scatter around.

Carolina: Get over here, now!

York groans sharply.

Washington:(from a distance) Is he gonna be okay?

Carolina: Come on York. Hang in there.

"You're not allowed to die, York." Minne says. "You still owe me five bucks."

Carolina elbows Minne in the gut.

South Dakota: I can't believe she did that to him...

In the background, a medic tries to help Agent Maine, but Maine shrugs him off in response and the medic backs away.

Maine:(in the background) Get off me!

South:...shot his armor, sacrificed him.

Washington: Lockdown hardens the armor. She probably saved his life.

"He's lucky." Minne says.

North: Quick thinking.

Carolina: Yeah, really quick.

Carolina looks over to Tex, who is being helped by men in black suits. The Director suddenly walks in with the Counselor by his side.

Director: Everyone! Stand down, now!

Wash, South, Minnesota, Carolina, and North, quickly stand in formation.

Director:(angrily) You should be ashamed of yourselves! I expected you to act as a team!

"They used live ammunition on the floor sir." Wash states. "That's against regulations."

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The Director gets up close to Wash and everyone else backs away. "Do you think out enemies will care about regulations on the battlefield, Agent Washington?"

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"So you're not punishing them?" Wash asks.

"Ingenuity and adaptability are admirable traits." The Director states.

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"You should all learn something from this." The Director says.

"But-" Minnesota starts.

But the Director interrupts. "You have something to say, Agent Minnesota."

"...No, Sir." Minne replies.

"Then you're all dismissed." 

The Director leaves. C.T. appears among the other Freelancers.

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"Yeah, you should learn something all right." C.T. says.

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Washington: I can't believe this.

C.T.: Don't forget to check your place on that list Wash.

C.T. and Washington leave. Carolina looks over at Tex as she is being escorted out by the black suited men. Tex's armor sparks blue again.

Tex(to one of the men) Don't touch me.

Carolina: Interesting.

Tex(to the men) Take me back to the Director.

The black suited men escort Tex out of the training arena; Carolina continues to watch.

"Carolina!" Minne yells from the door way and she looks over. "You coming?"

"Yeah." Carolina nods and heads over.

Cut to a flash of white light and a loud bang.

Epsilon(panicked) Aaahhh!! What the hell was that?! I can't see anything! Tucker where are you? Caboose are you dead? I hope so!

The white flash begins to fade out revealing the Blues panicking in front their base.

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Tucker: Aaah! What was that?!

Epsilon: I think it was a flashbang. I cant see!

Caboose(yelling) WHAT?!

Tucker(yelling) Well it's a good name because it definitely went flash and bang!

Caboose(yelling) WHAT?!

Epsilon: Oh my god, are we under attack?! Is it the Reds?

Tucker(yelling) I don't know, I can't see anything either! My mother always said I would go blind, but for a totally different reason!

Caboose(yelling) WHAAT?!?!

Epsilon: Caboose, stop saying "What". You can't hear.

Caboose(yelling) Can of beer?! But this is not the time!

Epsilon: You're deaf.

Caboose(yelling) Oh no! I had so much to live for!

Tucker(yelling) No you didn't!

Tucker, unbeknowest to himself, bumps into Church.

Tucker(yelling) What was that?! Something just hit me!

Epsilon: Something just hit me too!

Tucker(yelling) Is it another grenade?!

Epsilon(panicked) We're under attack! Open fire!

The Blues randomly begin firing in the air.

Tucker(yelling) AAAHH! Get some! Take that fuckers!

The camera pans backward revealing Epsilon-Tex, finally arriving in the , watching the Blues make fools of themselves.

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Tex: What a bunch of idiots.

Cut to Grif and Lopez standing in front of the Warthog. An eartquake appears.

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Lopez: Ustedes deberían dejarme investigar este fenómeno sísmico.[You people should let me investigate this seismic phenomenon.]

Grif: Yeah, okay buddy, whatever you say. Hey, you missed a spot.

Lopez: Al menos todos moriremos con un vehículo limpio.[At least we'll all die with a clean vehicle.]

Sarge and Ash walk towards the two.

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Grif: Heh, heh, you said it. Now come on, chop, chop. Back to work buddy. Lets hear less talk I don't understand and see more work I don't want to do.

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Sarge: How's it going out here?

Grif: Great! The jeep has never been so clean.

"That's because you're not the one cleaning it." Sarge says.

"Good point." Grif starts. "You know, Sarge all this time the laziness in me, it's been really underutilized. I never reached my full potential. I just realized I should be in management!"

"You do seem like a natural."

Ash speaks up. "I never realized my potential till Sarge had me build weapons!" Ash laughs. "I'm gonna build a nuke and nuke blue base! HAHAHAH!"

"You're insane." Grif says to Ash.

Sarge: How about you get busy helping with that jeep then?

Grif: I'm sorry, what? I'm on break.

Radio sounds. Simmons is seen at the cave entrance.

Simmons(over radio) Come in, Lopez. Lopez, come in. This is a secure channel.

Lopez: Os copio.[I read you.]

Simmons: (over radio) This is "Flying Eagle". I have a secret mission for you.

Lopez: ¿Águila Voladora?[Flying Eagle?]

Simmons: Actually it's Simmons. Were using codenames on this mission Lopez. Because its "Top Secret".

Lopez: ¿Por qué no consigo un nombre en clave, entonces?[Why don't I get a codename then?]

Simmons: I need you to come to the cave and investigate something. It's "Top Secret". Don't tell Sarge, or Grif, or Donut, or anyone else I didn't mention.

Lopez: Usted podría haber dicho,<no le digas a nadie>, eso hubiese sido más rápido.[You could have just said "don't tell anyone", that would've been much faster.]

Simmons: Okay. See you in the cave. Come alone and unarmed. You could also come in with your eyes closed if you want...for secrets.

Lopez: Esto parece sospechoso. Además, mis ojos no se cierran. Se apagan.[This seems suspcious. Also my eyes don't close. They turn off.]

Simmons: Yes, it is an honor to be selected. You are right. "Flying Eagle" out.

Simmons walks into the cave. Another earthquake occurs.

Lopez: ¿Por qué fui enviado a esta unidad?[Why was I shipped to this unit?]

Lopez heads towards the cave. He makes it inside.

Lopez(in Spanish) ¿Águila Voladora?¿Estás ahí dentro?[Flying Eagle? Are you in here?]

Simmons: Down here Lopez!

Lopez heads toward him. Simmons is seen from a far. He is standing next to a large puddle of water with a "Puma Battery" trailing into the water.

Simmons: This is the perfect plan. Lopez will walk through the water, which I have electrified using, A. This battery, and B. My incredible knowledge of how batteries work. The resulting shock will short him out and all the guys will see that I'm the funny, smart one who's good at math and not having emotions. They'll see!

Lopez arrives at the puddle, across from Simmons.

Lopez: Hola. [Hello.]

Simmons: Oooh, hi Lopez. I was just down here investigating our mission. Hey...why don't you come over here...through that big puddle?

Lopez: Te escuché decir que la electrificaste. No tengo idea por qué los humanos hablan en voz alta cuando piensan. [No. I heard you say that you electrified it. I have no idea why humans need to speak outloud when they think.

Simmons: (persuasively) Come on, over here.

Lopez: No. Estás intentando dañarme. [No. You are trying to damage me.]

Simmons: Seriously, this way. Just walk into that puddle. I mean the regular puddle...the one that's not, you know...(sighs) you know what, forget I mentioned the puddle. No puddle there, that's dry. Optical illusion.

Lopez: Eres muy malo en esto.[You are very bad at this.]

Simmons(pleading) Pleease! Come on!

Lopez: Solo daré la vuelta. Veo otra forma de entrar.[I will just go around. I see another way in.]

Simmons: What?! NOOO!! Wait!

Simmons runs into the large puddle and gets electrocuted!

Lopez: Ay señor. Dame tu fortaleza.[Oh lord. Give me a break.]

Simmons jitters as he is being electrocuted.

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