Episode 3- Hello Team

The alarm went off in room 408 and Sam quickly turned it off. It was exactly 0530 and he had only an hour and a half to dress, eat breakfast, and meet in the briefing room. He got out of bed and stretched for a minute or two. He brushed his teeth and got dressed.

Sam left his room after looking at the map for the Mess Hall and the Briefing Room 989. After a couple of twists and turns through a door filled hallway, he stepped outside of the bunker. From there headed to the mess hall. In the mess hall there were a lot more soldiers than he expected. And since a soldier is supposed to eat dinner with his team, Sam ate alone.

After a quick delicious breakfast, Sam headed towards the Briefing Halls. There he opened the door to the BR989. In the room there were ten chairs and at the end of the room there was a small computer and a large electronic map of Earth. "Another room in need of decoration." He checked the clock and he still had a good couple of minutes before his new team arrived.

After a while of sitting and staring at the wall, the door opened and two boys about his age wearing Private uniforms walked into the room. "You must be the new guy on the team" one boy said, "I'm Bob Walters and this is Bill Sumera. Welcome to the Burrow." Bob and Bill stuck out there hands for a handshake.

Sam gave them both handshakes and said, "Hey I'm Sam and if you don't mind me asking, where's the rest of the team."

Bill answered, "Me and Bob were just pulled out of our old teams to form a new one. It seems the other two aren't here yet."

The boys sat around waiting for the rest of the team to arrive. After another couple of minutes, a pair of twin Privates and an Ensign entered the room and sat down, neither of which spoke. The Ensign began his speech, "Okay Privates listen up," He began, "you are hereby now team 12. Get along with each other well because you will be spending most of your time with them. Learn to respect each other and be by each other's sides. Your friendships could mean life or death out on the battlefield. As for who's the team leader that is for you to decide? Have I made my self-clear?"

All four of the new team members shouted, "Sir Yes Sir!"

The Ensign smiled, "Good, as for your first mission here are the details." The map zoomed into a small part of North America. Large dots on the map began to glow. "The Burrow is here, a large number of cargo trucks are headed to this base. We are sending teams to escort five each. Your main mission objective is over here. Your mission is to escort these five large cargo trucks from A Federation factory. Each cargo truck contains new weapons called Mobile Suits that could even the odds a bit against the Zeon." A dotted red line connected the Burrow to a factory. "These trucks have thick armor so they can take a hit pretty hard, but the main reason we are assigning escorts is because of a small enemy outpost near the path of the cargo trucks." A red dot appeared near the dotted path. "This outpost contains a medium size enemy unit that Intel suspects will attempt to attack the trucks and destroy the Mobile Suits. Intel also stated that the Zeon already have manufactured mobile suits but combat data is low. Make sure the Zeon stay away from the trucks. Any questions?"

Bob stood up, "Sir, what will our arsenal be?"

The Ensign replied, "Good question Private. You and your squad mates shall pilot FF-S3 Saberfish fighters. Your Saberfish will be equipped with four 25mm machineguns and four built-in triple missile launchers. Was that the only question?"

"Sir Yes Sir!" They all answered back.

"Good you should head to the hangar immediately. The transports shall begin their journey as soon as you arrive. Dismissed and good luck." He saluted them and exited the briefing room.