Recovering One

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[Simmons! Donut! Lopez! Hey where are you guys?!] Zone was standing out in the open looking around. 

"Heads up. Contact behind you. Guess who?" Xi says. 

"Freeze!" Zone recognized that voice anywhere. "Now turn around, slowly." Zone put his hands up and turned around to face the familiar steel and yellow armored Freelancer. 

[It's nice to see you too Wash.] 

"And just who are you?" 

[Let's just say you and I have some history...] 

"Wait a sec...why does you voice sound familiar?" 

[Prepare to be amazed David.] Zone then takes off his helmet. 

Wash took a step back in alarm. "Z-ZONE?! HOW?!" 

[Maine needs to make sure that when he kills someone, they stay dead. But, here I am. Where's Simmons?] 

"Hey I don't have to tell you anything. I can only assume your part of Sarge's team now?" 

[Bingo.] 

"So where is he and the rest of his team?" 

[Someplace safe.] 

"You can either tell me, or you can tell Maine back at the base." 

[Maine is here?] 

"Yes, and he really wants a chance to repay the Reds for all the trouble they caused him." 

"You know if Sarge told us correctly...you caused Maine some of that trouble yourself." Xi says appearing with her arms crossed.

"Huh, shouldn't be surprised you're still here too Xi. Situation's changed. Now drop your weapons." Zone throws his carbine and SMGs on the ground. Wash takes his carbine. 

[You know I really like that weapon, so I'll need it back in a sec.] 

"Not happening. Now march." 

[Listen to me Wash, you can ambush, take my weapons, and threaten me, but if you think for one second I'm actually going to listen you, YOU, the most embarrassing Freelancer of all time, then you've got another thing coming.] 

"I. Said. March." Wash growls jabbing his rifle in Zone's chest. 

[Oh hey, by the way, did you see any "shotguns" in Blue Base?] 

"What?" Wash says confused. 

[Well Sarge is low on "shotgun" ammo, so he needs more rounds for his "shotgun"!] 

"No there aren't any, why do you keep saying shotgun?" 

[SHOTGUN! HELLO?!] Zone then looks at the wall on their right. 

"He said "shotgun" Grif!" 

"Oh, yeah! Shotgun. That's my cue." Suddenly a revving noise is heard and gets louder. 

"What? Wait, what're you up to? What is that noise? Do I hear a..." Suddenly Grif and Sarge burst through the wall in their Warthog as Xi disappears and Zone slips on his helmet before diving out of the way. 

"...CAR?!?!" The Warthog smashes right into Wash and drags him under the bumper.

"How's my bumper taste, moron?!" Wash sticks his hand over the front of the Warthog, clearly not being run over. 

"Uh-oh!" Sarge yells. Wash pulls himself onto the bonnet and raises his battle rifle. Grif and Sarge duck down sideways behind the dashboard as Wash opens fire, shattering the windscreen. Quickly Grif slams his foot onto all six pedals at once and the Warthog swerves round sideways, launching Wash off the bonnet and across the valley. As he flies, Wash tosses his rifle aside and brings out Zone's carbine, but as he passes a large boulder, Zone takes back his weapon. 

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