That Time When,

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"t-thank you stryker.." clover says after stryker finishes bandaging his arm, he tosses the bullet aside and nodds, "well, that's it." He muttered before standing up and leaving and turning into the patch of land across from them, their awacs well, more like a gunship that only looks at stuff. Managed to land on a clear patch of land that was once used as an emergency airstrip by armies when they still existed, and conveniently, it was still usable.

"Huh, a few supplies were sent to us, thats nice." Stryker said, looking at the crates thay were stacked next to folke's aircraft "looks like they needed a hand or two, well.. i'll be back soon." He says, turning back at them then making his way up to the airstrip while they watched

"Hmm.. ack!- fuck.."

"Does it still hurt clover?.." Norman said, pointing over her banaged parts, she nods no and shruggs it off,

"Nope, not really.. my arm is just stiff now, i do say stryker's medical skill is stupidly good.." she smirks, the three of them stays close to the bonfire they lit up, kurtz pondered whilst observing stryker whislt the other two watched in confusion

"What's the matter kurtz.."

"It's just that.. i, suspect a traitor within the ranks." He boldy claimed

"w-what are you saying?!.." norman stuttered at kurtz's insane speculation, the two of them stared at kurtz as he squints his eyes.

"You mean.. you suspect HIM..?" clover exclaims

"Not really but.." kurtz sighs while continuing to look over stryker who was simply moving boxes and handing out supplies, meanwhile. Stryker notices a group of kids looking at him, "huh?.. whaddaya want?" He asked. Stryker looks down at a ration package he was holding,

"Ah, here you go kiddos" he tosses the package to them which one of them caught

"It tastes like chocolate. Also dont hang around here, запрещено!" He exclaimed to them, they scramed back into the town. Making stryker lets out a sigh. A little smile formed on norman's face, looking at the scene, "yo!" A voice echoed behind them and it appeared to came from a Python unit, taking off his mask it appears to be rocker which norman recognizes

"Oh, it's stryker's buddy.."

"How'd you know?.." kurtz pondered

"A little bit of eavesdroping and peeking around." He smirked

"Oh, talking about stryker you all?.. well, he has some histories." Everyone's eyes widened and intentively leans in to listen to him

Well, i just see him as an older brother, -chuckles- when he and i first started off i just followed him around like a stray puppy.

"Yo why the fuck are you following me?.."

"I got lost."

Well at first he just pushes me off but, we turn to buddies and now, family.

He might be cruel sometimes but i believe that he's a good guy.

Rocker sighed and chuckled after telling the little story, the other smiles after hearing a bit of backstory on this mysterious soldier, he seems to rival spec ops operatives and even T-dolls in skill, reaction time and almost everthing, its very inhumane but he seems human.

"So, what're you doing just silently watching him from a distance?.."

"(HGRRHPH-) uh, curiousity..?" Kurtz choked on his own spit upon rocker's growing suspicion, he joined in not knowing what they're actually doing and squatted besides the squad.

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