Prologue

"Hurry up with that armor. These Ingrids have to be ready by the end of the week." Shouted a tall muscular middle aged man.

The workers moved as fast as they could, knowing that the new Ingrids are going to be need soon to combat the coming threat.

"Sir the new test results are here." Said a scrawny younger man handing a clipboard to the to the supervisor.

Elsewhere in space a Shuttle heading towards G.O.A. is carrying the new pilot candidates, but this is a special shuttle carrying two candidates that may change the outcome in the war to protect Zion.

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