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Wolf sighed as he read which unit they would be teaching next: S-unit, consisting of Cheetah, Leopard, Falcon and Hawk, and they were teaching shooting for the fourth time that day.

The only thing that made them a tiny bit intrigued was that beside one of the members name, Falcon, there was an asterisk.
As part of their training, they were given a file on each of the soldiers they would be training. The file contained only their code name, age and date of birth. As part of their assessment, they were to construct a file on each of the soldiers by the end of the two weeks.
But the asterisk changed things around slightly. They weren't told what it meant, but they assumed it meant they had to pay closer attention to this person.
Footsteps alerted them to the oncoming soldiers, so k-unit stood shoulder to shoulder, faces set, for the fourth time that day.
The unit entered, the leader obviously first: cheetah, followed by three others. Their first task of meeting every unit, was to find out who was who. If they failed that task, then they might as well pack up and go home.
"At ease soldiers" Wolf said. " we are k-unit and we will be overseeing parts of your training for the next 2 weeks." They probably already knew that from the way gossip travels around the camp.
"I'm Wolf, to my right is Eagle, to my left is Fox, and next to him is Snake. Eagle will be in charge of this session."
Eagle stepped up like every other time, "I'm the sharp shooter of this unit" he said by way of introduction, " I'm going to assess your aim on stationary targets before I split you up into moving targets. But first I'm going to time how long it takes you to disassemble and reassemble a standard SAS gun. Cheetah?"
Cheetah, who k-unit now knew, stepped up and took one of the guns.
"Go"
He dismantled the gun and resembled it.
"4 minutes 22 seconds. Good. Next hawk."
Hawk did the same.
"6 minutes 35 seconds. Leopard?"
Leopard did it too, though he accidentally stumbled on a piece and had to start again.
"8 minutes and 55 seconds. Finally falcon."
If eagle wasn't already intrigued by the little asterisk by falcons name, he would have been by the small smirks and mirthful eyes of the other recruits.
Falcon too disassembled and reassembled the gun.
The only difference is, that he did it with such speed the eagle almost forgot to press the stop button.
Eagle swallowed before reading out the time. "1 minute, 27 seconds"
"Too bad falcon, 4 seconds slower than last time." Cheetah said, smirking at the dumbfound expressions Eagle knew was on his and his unit's face.
"Umm.." Eagle said, making eye contact with fox who gave a helpless shrug, "well done Falcon. We're going to start on targets now."
Used to the regime, the four soldiers stepped up to the podiums and aimed.
"Ready, aim, fire!"
Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.
"Alright. Let's look at your results."
As the results were brought in, eagle noted the apprehensive looks on the units face. They were being assessed by new instructors, of course they wanted to make a good first impression. They all looked nervous. All apart from one: Falcon. Eagle narrowed his eyes at him. He didn't seem to at all care about what his results were. Arrogant maggot. Either he wanted to be binned, or he was undoubtedly confident in his shooting.
Falcon was still a recruit so the answer should have been neither.
Before Eagle could carry on his train of thought, the results came in.
"Well done Cheetah" Eagle said, analysing the results. "You've got quite an accurate aim. Good hand eye coordination, am I right?"
"Yes sir"
"Now falc-" Eagle's eyes widened. "How many times did you shoot falcon?"
"5 times sir"
"That's impossible."
"It's not sir"
"Snake, check his gun."
The all watched as Snake opened the chamber.
"Empty." He announced.
"I don't believe it." Eagle muttered.
Because at the exact centre of the target, was one perfect hole.
A small smirk grazed the unit leader's lips.
"Falcon is the best shooter at the camp sir"
"In the world more like" muttered Snake from behind Eagle. "How the hell are you so damn good?"
"My uncle taught me, sir"
"And why did he teach you?" Eagle asked, curious.
"That's personal information, sir."
Eagle opened his mouth but was cut of by Wolf.
"Let's move on to moving targets" he said pointedly throwing a glare at Eagle.
"Yh, yh ok. Cheetah?"
Cheetah went first.
"Good Cheetah. Just focus on your left shoulder when you aim at moving targets. Next Leopard."
Leopard took slightly less time than Cheetah.
"Good. Though take your time aiming between each shot. Hawk?"
Hawk was the opposite of Leopard, taking his time.
"Well done Hawk. Your aim is good, now we need to work on speed. Finally Falcon."
Falcon stepped up, taking his time, as if already knowing the suspense he was keeping k-unit in.
"Falcon we're waiting"
"Yes sir"
Falcon picked up the gun and fired.
And fired four more shots simultaneously, seemingly without aiming.
"Done." He said as he put the gun down and walked back to stand next to his unit.
"Um" eagle said. "Did you even aim Falcon?"
"I did sir"
"Are you sure?"
"The results are coming round, sir. You could see for yourself"
Usually a comment that flippant might have gotten him binned, but Eagle was curious enough to let it slide.

Sure enough, each target had a hole in the dead centre.
Fox whistled lowly, "You're pretty good for a recruit Falcon."
"I know sir"
Snake choked, "a little modesty won't hurt"
"I'll keep that in mind sir."
The rest of the training was spent the same, Falcon exceeding all expectations, while k-unit tried to keep their professionalism.
"Okay that's time" Eagle said, gesturing to his watch. "You are dismissed."
As soon as S-unit left, k-unit eyed each other.
"That Falcon's something, isn't he?" Eagle said. "Where did he learn to shoot like that?"
"He said his uncle" Snake answered but was cut off by a snort from Wolf.
"Yh right. That wasn't any normal shooting. Not something an uncle would teach his nephew for fun. That was instinctive firing."
Realisation dawned on the other soldiers faces.
"You mean to say that Falcon's uncle is an assassin?" Snake asked skeptically.
"If there even is an uncle" Wolf muttered.
"Woah Wolf, pulling out the liar card so early in the game."
"I'm just saying that these days criminal organisations have become much more successful in their operations. You never know what they have up their sleeves."
"Let me get this straight" Eagle said, "we're theorising that an SAS recruit could potentially be an assassin or something, just because he's a good shot."
"That's an understatement, and I'm not theorising, just pointing out" Wolf said.
"But you really think an assassin would be so obvious."
"Unless it's reverse psychology, where they want us to dismiss any suspicion."
"Suspicion" Eagle repeated grinning. "You know what that means."
"Don't say it" Wolf growled.
Eagle said it.
"No mystery is too great, no secret is too small, for we must devote our very being to uncover the truth from those who deny it"
They all winced.
"So Falcon is our next mission." Fox said looking at his teammates. "I feel sorry for him already."
"Let's hope it doesn't turn out like the last one."
The mention of their 5th teammate dampened their moods, and they lapsed into silence.
"I still miss him" Eagle said out of the blue. "It's strange I know, we only knew him for about a week before he was taken but till this day I miss him. I miss his head that was the size of Jupiter, and his amazing food that justified his narcissism. He was part of the team y'know…"

The rest of their thoughts were cut of by a familiar head poking in the shooting range.

"Thought I might find you guys in here"
Eagles faced split into a grin. "Tom!"
"Yep that's me. Although I would prefer it if you called me Jaguar here."
"Tom, jaguar, idiot, insolent child. All the same thing"
"Hey!"
"Anyway how are you?"
"Wiped. This selection thing is exhausting.
"I remember our selection" Eagle said, his face twisting into a look of disgust. "I wish I didn't. Worse months of my life."
"That was round the time when Alex joined you guys, right?"
"Yep"
"How the hell did he survive?"
"God knows."
They lapsed into silence.
"We better get lunch before it finishes."
"Yh Tom" Eagle said, putting his hand around tom's shoulder. " we wouldn't want you missing out on your daily mush, what with you still growing and all."
"Hey! I'm 23 you know"
"Yh" Eagle said ruffing Tom's hair, "so young".
"Get your hands of me before someone sees you'
"What is Tommy afraid of his friends seeing him?"
"No I'm afraid the sergeant might come in and think you're raping me."
"That's disgusting, who would want to rape you."
"I'll have you know, I am a very attractive human."
"To a frog maybe."
"That frog may turn into a prince."
"And then he'll run away."
"Now you're just being mean."
Snake and Fox watched them with amusement, while Wolf just looked annoyed.
"Shut up" he said, "Tom- Jaguar, whatever you want to call yourself, just go. Eagle, I think we need to take you to a doctor, to clarify how old you are."
Tom sniggered.
"I'll need to bring you as well if you carry on acting like Eagle."
"Hey!" They both cried indignantly, then glared at each other.
"I think Eagle is infectious" Tom muttered as he walked out.

As k-unit entered the canteen, they felt the silence descend. Snake experienced a flashback of when he was recruits, and a famous unit had come back. At that time, B-unit was the most respected, and it felt almost like a fangirl attack when he saw them. Although snake was a soldier, and soldiers were fierce manly people. They did not have fangirl attacks.
Snake had to make a conscious effort to stop the smile from showing.
After they got their mush, and sat on the instructor's table, obviously hiding their smug expressions, Snake felt extremely uncomfortable at the attention they were receiving.
"Is this normal?" Snake asked a Fox.
"I know it was always interesting when a unit returns, but never was it to this extent."
Fox's eyes narrowed at instructor Smith, who was subtly trying to hide his emotions, though Fox , with his keen eye, saw straight through to the guilt.
He turned his attention to smith.
"Lion" he greeted, "long time no see. Since training, am I right?"
"Yh Fox, how's it going?"
"Not too bad, how about you?"
"I'm surviving."
"Well that's good. Say, you wouldn't happen to know why the new recruits are staring at us."
He shifted uncomfortably, "yesterday, they found out you were the unit you trained Alex Rider."
Fox whistled, to hide his shock and anger. "How'd they find out?"
Smith pointed to one of the recruits. "That one over there, called Leopard, seems to know everything about everyone. Dangerous in this line of work." He added as an afterthought.

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