The Shy One of Blue Team Part 2

Follow the Leader

U.N.S.C. SCRAP METAL RECYCLING STATION. 
MANY YEARS AGO...

Pan towards the Insurrection spacecraft. Cut to the interior of the spacecraft where two Insurrectionists are seen firing their weapons.

Insurrectionist #1: Intruder, get him!

Insurrectionist #2: Open fire!

A C.T. hologram evaporates.

Insurrectionist Leader: Stand down.

The Insurrectionist Leader walks forward in front of his soldiers. C.T. jumps down from the ceiling behind the two minor Insurrection soldiers and knocks them down, taking one of their weapons. She points an Assault Rifle at the Insurrectionist Leader.

C.T: You didn't wait for me to start? I'm hurt.

C.T. lowers her rifle and tosses it to the Leader. The Leader catches it.

Insurrectionist Leader: I was worried about you. Didn't think you be able to get away.

C.T: You don't know the half of it. They stepped up production. Here.

C.T. hands a datapad to the Leader.

C.T.: This ship was captured by the enemy. I'm surprised there's anything left in the data banks.

Insurrectionist Leader: Ha, not everybody follows protocol. You should know that better than anyone.

C.T.: You really think they found another artifact? How could nobody have discovered that when they were processing the wreckage?

Insurrectionist Leader: They didn't know where to look, and they didn't have what you have.

Insurrectionist: Sir, we're in position, awaiting your signal.

U.N.S.C. ARCHIVES - PRESENT DAY

Cut to three soldiers engaging Carolina. Washington and California run out of the base and assists her.

"Wash, Cal, take that right side." Carolina orders.

Wash shoots and kills one of the soldiers. Cal pulls out a magnum and kills three soldiers with it.

"Where's everyone else?!" Wash shouts.

"Working on an extraction plan." Carolina informs. "They should be here right about..."

Grif suddenly appears in a Warthog, with Bell in the passenger, and runs over the remaining soldiers.

"Woohoo!" Grif cheers.

"WAHHHH!" Bell cries out.

Grif stops the Warthog in front of the three Freelancers. Sarge and Caboose run out of the base to join them.

"...now." Carolina finishes.

"'Sup." Grif greets as he turns off the radio.

"Ugh..." Bell falls out of the Warthog.

"Bell, you good?" Cal calls out.

Bell's hand comes up and slams on the hood of the Warthog. Ring suddenly speaks, in her deeper mature voice. "Grif..." Ring pulls herself up and stares at Grif. "You do that shit again, I'll rip off your nutsack and nail it to my door!"

"Y-Yes, ma'am."

Bell takes back over and speaks in her high pitched voice. "Oh, Hi guys!"

"Damn you, Private Grif!" Sarge shouts. "You took out those two soldiers before I could administer my legal brand of red justice. Now where's Simmons?"