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U.N.S.C. Scrap Metal Recycling Station. Many Years Ago...

 

The Insurrectionist that York incapacitated drifts by the camera, still sitting in his chair. Camera zooms in on an enemy base and then zooms out. It follows three fighter jets leaving the base. Cut to the Director and Counselor inside the Mother of Invention.

Counselor: Sir, enemy fighters approaching.

Director: Fire at will, Counselor. Let's send them back to the scrapyard.

The fighter jets proceed to attack the mother of invention while it fires back and takes out a two of the three jets, but the remaining one keeps shooting. Cut back to the Director and Counselor reacting towards the blasts

Counselor: It appears we are now taking fire.

Director: Release the dropships, get the team in position.

Cut to the Mother of Invention firing and four Pelican drop ships exiting it. Cut to the inside of the of the last Pelican dropship

Four Seven Niner: Well, that went to hell quicker than we thought. Out of the frying pan into the shit.

Carolina: We're going to need a new insertion point. York was supposed to open the leader's hangar for us.

York (over radio): It wasn't my fault!

Four Seven Niner: We'll have to settle for the main hangar.

Carolina: Which one is that?

Four Seven Niner: The one with the shooting things coming out at us.

Cut to enemy base firing at the dropship, it manages to hit it.

Carolina: Never a dull moment, huh?

Four Seven Niner: I'd get your team ready; we're gonna come in hot.

Carolina heads to the back of the dropship where Wash, C.T, Minne, South, and North are putting on jetpacks.

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"You heard her, we're going for the main hanger, be ready for anything." Carolina tells the group.

"So much for a smooth ride." North jokes.

"Heh, what's the matter, feeling sick?" South asks.

"Maybe a little." Minne speaks up.

"Hey, I'm not the one who needed a barf bag on all our family trips." North says to South.

Minne chuckles a few times and South punches him in the right shoulder. "Ow, hey! I'm still a little sore."

Minne grumbles as he grabs the Plasma Repeater off his back and sits down.

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"How are you feeling?" Wash asks. "Are you up to this?"

"Say what you wanna say Wash." Carolina says.

"It's just giving up your A.I. was a big deal." Wash says as Carolina sits down. "I thought maybe..."

"I'll be fine, worry about yourself."

"I just hope the implantation process doesn't hurt." Minne says. "Cause I'm next on the list."

"Oh, you'll be fine you big baby." York says to Minne.

"Hey! I'm 19!" Minne argues. "I'm not a baby."

South looks at C.T. "You're awfully quiet."

"Oh, just trying to prepare myself." C.T. tells South.

"Hey, worse comes to worst we'll just get kicked off the leader board. At least us ladies will be sticking together, right?"

The Pelican shakes.

Minne tenses up. "Oh, boy."

"Opening rear bay." 479 says and everyone gets up and walks to the back of the ship as the door opens up.

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"Right, all together." C.T. says.

"Use your packs sparingly, course correction only." Carolina orders. "You don't want to end up like Georgia."

Minne sighs. "Poor Georgia."

"Wait, what happened to Georgia?" Wash asks.

"Nobody knows, they never found him." South answers. 

"Are you sure these things are safe?" Wash asks.

Carolina: Now!

Camera zoom on North's sniper rifle and him ejecting a spent round. 

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Cut to Four Seven Niner at the front of the dropship making a turn. Which then shows the freelancers jumping out heading inside of the hangar. 

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Cut to two Insurrectionists in the hangar, with one holding a box of shotguns

Insurrectionist #1: Battle stations! We're under attack!

Insurrectionist #2: No shit, we're under attack. What do you think we're doing, rolling out the red carpet?

Insurrectionist #1: No, assface! Look!

Freelancers are seen coming in except C.T.

Insurrectionist #2: Aw, hell!

He drops a shotgun, which discharges onto the other Insurrectionist, knocking him over.

Insurrectionist #2: Not again... Sorry about that.

He then gets shot and falls over. Camera then shows freelancers being shot at.

Carolina runs  ahead and starts to fight the Insurrectionists with a gravity hammer.

Minne turns his jetpack off and does a few flips in the air and lands on a soldier. Causing the guy's shotgun to fly up in the air. Minne grabs the shotgun with one hand and pumps it and throws it up in the air. 

Minne shoots a soldier running at him with his Plasma Repeater, one handed. Then he grabs the shotgun with his other hand and shoots, without looking, at another soldier aiming at him.

Minne pumps the shotgun and tosses it to Carolina as he catches a gravity hammer and slams it down in front of him, casing a group of soldiers to go flying.

Washington heads to the control panel.

Washington: Okay, where's that security override? Come on... damn it!

Washington punches the control panel and disables the artificial gravity

Washington: Uh oh, that's not good. Hey guys? ...Things might get a little... floaty.

Insurrectionists start to float away from the ground and fire randomly into the air, some hitting other, yelling in confusion.

Insurrectionist: Ahhh! What the fuck?

Washington: Everyone! Enable grav-boots!

Minne tosses the gravity hammer in the air and Carolina jumps over him and grabs it.

Minne jumps into the air and lands on the side of a Warthog and grabs a floating soldier right next to him. Minne sees a grenade on the soldiers belt and he grabs the pin and pulls it.

Minne then kicks the soldier towards a group of soldier flailing around and after a few seconds the grenade goes off.

Washington: Okay... okay... I got it! *Gravity returns to normal* I got it! Oh man..

The Warthog Carolina kicked flies at Wash and he ducks

Washington: Why do cars hate me?

Insurrectionists and Warthogs fall to the ground and Minne does a back flip off the Warthog and lands safely on the ground.

The team regroups.

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"They know we're inside." Carolina says. "Wash, North, secure that hallway. Minne, see if there's a way to rig this place up. South, see if you can access the leaders location. We don't leave without him."

"Got it, I'm already on it." South says.

"C.T. get me..." Carolina notices C.T.'s gone. "Where the hell is C.T.?"

Cut to C.T landing on the outside of the ship. She hops down a hole in the ship then proceed down a hallway and opens a door where many Insurrectionists are waiting

Insurrectionists: Intruder, get him! Open fire!

The Insurrectionists fire at C.T.

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07-18-2022

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