Agent Alaska: Recollection and Freelancer

"Heavy Metal"

U.N.S.C. Scrap Metal Recycling Station

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 drop-ships, 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 drop-ship.

479er: "Well, that went to hell quicker than we thought. Out of the frying pan into the shit."

Alaska: (Sarcastically) "Yep. Seems our missions get us wanting to kill ourselves in the process."

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!"

Alaska: (Over radio, to York) "Eh, that's debatable."

York: (Over radio) "What does that me-"

Alaska cut calls with York.

Alaska: "...I'm sure he'll be fine."

479er: "We'll have to settle for the main hangar."

Carolina: "Which one is that?"

479er: "The one with the shooting things coming out at us."

Cut to enemy base firing at the drop-ship, it manages to hit it.

Carolina: "Never a dull moment, huh?"

479er: "I'd get your team ready; we're gonna come in hot."

Alaska: "Right."

Carolina and Alaska heads to the back of the drop-ship where Wash, C.T, South, Colorado and North are putting on jet-packs.

Carolina: (Shouting) "You heard her, we're going for the main hangar! Be ready for anything."

North: "So much for a smooth ride."

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

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

Washington: (to Carolina) "How are you feeling? Are you up to this?"

Carolina: "Say what you want to say, Wash."

Washington: "It's just, giving up your AI was a big deal. I thought-"

Carolina: "I'll be fine. Worry about yourself."

South: (to C.T) "You're awfully quiet."

C.T: Oh, just... trying to prepare myself."

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

C.T.: "Yeah..."

C.T and Colorado makes eye contact, something clearly was on their minds, but nobody noticed.