Well, this is a first update ina while. Sorry for the long delay.

I thank those that follow this story and I also thank those that just started reading this story.

And, a new character comes into the story. (More on his name at the bottom.)

Enjoy this next installment.

Chapter 3

Spider's Web

The feel of fresh air on the face, no longer the stale air of a prison cell. My freedom, no, our freedom is a welcomed feeling. The dream that is a dream longer, but pure and simple reality. I have longed for this moment for over six months. An impossible number of days to live in the darkness.

We were overjoyed at our freedom, but slightly saddened that our savior was likely to have been captured and soon to be executed, if that were so.

Then, something happened that I never thought would, our captain ordered us to locate and save this man if possible. The lone wolf that had helped free us, it was time to return the favor.

Even in the dead of night, I could see the guards approaching with a man in the middle of their formation. We, that is Polan and myself, were on the roofs of adjacent buildings to the main walkway that the guards were on.

I saw Polan, readying to spring on the guards, but he knocked a can over the side of the roof. "Damn it, Polan. You're as clumsy as ever." I thought to myself after hearing the sound of the can hitting the ground.

We heard them call to us, but we did not respond. Only now, did the guards start looking up at the roofs of the buildings. I saw Polan again, yet again his clumsy nature getting the better of him. He had jumped off the roof, though it looked more like he lost his footing at the last second. He landed on the right hand guard near him and sent him into the the guard next to him. He had the strangest luck, despite the clumsiness.

The guard nearest me had turned his back to face Polan. I sprang down from the roof and broke his neck. The man dropped to the ground, without moving or making a sound. "Is this really what the military has become..." I thought to myself.

I had finished my pre-operation preparations in the hangar and was lazily walking down the corridor to the briefing roof. I was taking my time; the captain was very laid back, I knew that he wouldn't mind a few minute delay.

"Taking your sweet time, aren't ya? Trap?" yelled someone from down the corridor to the rear of me. "It's better than you, always bumping into things or tripping over the floor beams. Or, am I wrong, Polan?" I shot back. He turned to look at me as he passed by. And, as I thought, he didn't notice the open bulkhead door in front of him; he ran head first into it.

"I wonder, Polan, how should I report this? Your clumsiness or your daydreaming? Which do you prefer?" I said in playful spite.

"I get it already, so fuck off." he replied in defense and slight resentment.

"Oh...really?" came another voice from behind. It was Guar, the most fanatical person on the

ship. Fanatical about what, you ask. The most un-enthusing job on the face of this planet...cooking, but strangely enough he was the third member of my KLF Squadron.

I was the second member of the squadron, or 02. And what's stranger, Polan was our squadron's first member, or 01.Who would've thought that this clumsy person was a commanding sergeant? I sure wouldn't have. But, this was my squadron, codenamed "Blue"by the military.

But, there had to be a few hundred squadrons with the same name. The XO usually just refers to us as "The Three Stooges." I think he's saying something bad about us, but never really was any good in ancient history.

Continuing on down the hall, leaving Guar the task of picking up our commanding sergeant. When I arrived at the briefing room, Advice Officer Maria was already in there looking at the mission papers. She didn't looked pleased about something. Scratch that, she seemed outright pissed about something, despite her as usual professional demeanor. I glanced at the strategy table and at first thought nothing of it.

But after double taking a bit and taking care to examine the map a little closer, I clearly saw the reason, or at least what thought, for Maria's anger.

"Can it, Trap!"And save it for the briefing! I don't feel like answering the question over and over again, got?" The captain said with a cold fury.

Without another word, I took my place near the strategy table and waited for the others to arrive.

We; Polan, myself, and the person we just rescued from the clutches of the guards at this base; were running towards the open hangar, where the rest of our crew and the Hiradechi awaited.

In all honesty, I had expected there to be more guards around this place than there were. We encountered very few on our way, and even those ones paid no heed to us, not that I would complain about this.

The hangar was sunk into the mountain, itself being very cavernous. And, due to our friend here, dark as hell. Thought we weren't affected by it, having spent months in the underground cells.

I could see the outline of the Hiradechi at the back of the hangar, and could clearly see that the number launching ramp was lowered. The Hiradechi, or SLK 2000 MKIII was similar in construction to the SLK 2000 MK II, more commonly known as the Gekko; even thought all the military records list it as the Moonlight. The only differences between the two vessels was the addition of a second launching ramp, a larger hangar, and of course the turret mounted on the top of the ship. In fair regard, it is a cross between the SLK 2000 MKI, known as the Hakucho, and the SLK 2000 MKII. And like the other, this ship, the SLK 2000 MKIII Hiradechi never existed.

Our unit was the same way, used by the military, but it to was never recognized by the military hierarchy. In the same respect, they regarded us with the same manner as the 1st SOF squadron, an uncontrollable nightmare. We were wanted men then, and that is no different now.

Author's Note: Polan's name is derived from the Germanic word for the Country of Poland, in modern day Eastern Europe.

(Just trying to keep with the animes use of countires for names.)

Okay, here we go, this installment is at an end. Thank you for reading.

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