July 7, 1970 - Bane Cartel Hideout, Alanlas, Santa Prisca

"With Flag gone, this Task Force is under my temporary command." Katana said to the Suicide Squad. She had a few useful soldiers left, but some aren't reliable. "Our next mission is to stop the Jackals. Deathstroke how do we stop you son?"

"If he received the same training I got then that may not be possible for some of this Squad. I was able to beat the Bialya Squad easily. My only mistake was that I left Ratcatcher Two alive." Deathstroke answered and Katana knew that the situation was dire.

"Then we get intelligence." Katana remarked. "Cheshire, Bronze Tiger. Got to the Santa Prisca military command. Get me intel. Bloodsport keep an eye on Deathstroke."

"Think, I'll turn traitor?" Deathstroke asked.

"Can't risk it."

"What about the rest of us?" Harley Quinn asked.

"Train Bane's rebel soldiers and keep an eye out for any Santa Prisca troops." Katana answered. "Now go."

July 7, 1970 - Presidential Palace, Capital City, Santa Prisca

Rebel cells have been attacking military outposts and convoys since Bane's attack on the prison. Now President Lain needs to call upon more Cuban and Corto Maltese support. He only hoped that they will give him the support he needs. For now, he will enjoy his lunch while soldiers are on the battlefield fighting for him.

July 7, 1970 - Santa Prisca Military Center, Capital City, Santa Prisca

Cheshire looked at the military through her binoculars. She spotted dozens of guards on the outer and inner walls. It was going to be difficult to get into the center. But she had tougher places to break into before. "What's the plan?" Bronze Tiger asked.

"Perhaps the sewers will work?" Cheshire remarked.

"Sewage. Great." Tiger said sarcastically.

Bronze Tiger hated the smell of the sewer. But if this is the only way to get inside the military center. As he walked, slop of the sewer seeped into his boots. "Shit."

"What is it?" Cheshire asked.

"I got sewage in my boots." Tiger answered as they stopped at a manhole.

"Ready?" Cheshire asked and Tiger lifted the manhole cover enough to see the surrounding environment. Bronze Tiger spotted a BTR-60 driving by on patrol. Three seconds later a BTR-60. This pattern continued over and over.

"BTR-60s on rapid patrol." Tiger reported before closing the manhole cover.

"Let's go further in the sewers. Maybe we'll find another way in." Cheshire said and they continued further into the sewers. When they found a row of grating from a large room in the Center. "What is this?"

"No idea."

"Let's get some intel." Cheshire remarked as she pushed one of the grates open. The two climbed out and saw that the room was a training room.

"How the hell do the Santa Priscans have a training room like this?" Bronze Tiger asked as he saw metal walls, barricades, gun turrets, tanks, armor, and other weapons.

"Don't know, but the better question is who is it for?" Cheshire replied as they walked towards a hall.

"General!" a Lieutenant yelled as he entered General Lorenzo Cruz's office.

"What is it?"

"We have two intruders in the training room." the young officer reported and Cruz's eyes widened.

"Send soldiers to capture them. If not able to, kill him."

"What about the alien?"

"Keep her away from these intruders. She still doesn't have enough training." Cruz ordered knowing that their alien friend will be useful soon.

July 7, 1970 - Bane Cartel Hideout, Alanlas, Santa Prisca

Grant Wilson watched as the rebels ate better than the Santa Prisca Army. But he didn't care about that. He just wanted to kill. His father was being watched by Bloodsport making any chance to speak with him impossible. The Jackals were recalled to the Cuban Santa Prisca Outpost to recruit a doctor to remove the bomb in Deathstroke's neck. Until then, he will have to wait for the perfect moment to strike.

July 7, 1970 - Santa Prisca Military Center, Capital City, Santa Prisca

Cheshire opened the drawers of the filing cabinets searching for any good info for Katana. Bronze Tiger was guarding the exit. She found files on food shortages, battle reports, budget spending, but not of what she wants or needs. As she shuffled through the next filing cabinet Cheshire spotted a safe in the wall. She walked to it and begin to pick the lock. When it clicked opened, Cheshire opened the safe to see a large file labeled SG. Before she could grab it, gunfire echoed from the exit. "We got incoming!" Bronze Tiger reported and Cheshire grabbed the unknown file. She ran next to Tiger and grabbed several throwing stars. When the gunfire ceased, she heard footsteps march forward. Cheshire ran across the doorway and threw the stars before the soldiers could open fire. Gunfire echoed once more but silenced once more. Bronze Tiger peaked his head to see what was going on. He turned to Cheshire. "Good job. You killed them."

"Let's move." Cheshire ordered and the two raced through the halls.

"The intruders are running towards the training room." Colonel Juan Pinto reported to General Cruz. The General smiled knowing that the perfect weapon to destroy these strange and effective intruders is to send SG. He turned to Pinto.

"Send the girl." Cruz ordered knowing these intruders wouldn't survive.

Bronze Tiger sliced through the necks of several Santa Prisca soldiers as he and Cheshire raced towards their exit. When the two reached the training hall they were meet by a platoon of enemy soldiers. The enemy soldiers were armed with AK-47s aimed at the two assassins. Tiger knew that this was going to be messy. But he was surprised at what happened next. The soldiers backed away and headed for the exit. Something was up. The two assassins walked to the grate cautiously. As they got to the grate, something dropped from the ceiling. Dust fell down as a blonde female human kneeled in front of them. She stood up to reveal a red miniskirt, red cape, and a blue shirt with an all too familiar S symbol on her chest. "Shit." Tiger remarked.

"By order of Presidential Order 008 and the Revolution Act, you are under arrest." the young girl said. Bronze Tiger thought she might be fifteen.

"Ches. Run." Bronze Tiger whispered and Cheshire jumped into the sewer.

"Surrender." the girl ordered and Bronze Tiger slashed against her chest. His right claws broke against her invulnerable chest. The girl punched him in the gut. It felt as if a bullet struck him, but worst. She picked him up and threw him into a barricade across the room. He felt his back break the metal object violently. He picked himself up and the girl was floating in front of him.

"Look here bitch, I don't know who you are, but I'm guessing you don't know what is going on in this hell hole."

"Names Supergirl and I know exactly what is going on in Santa Prisca." Supergirl answered. She slammed against the floor as Bronze Tiger dodge. "I've been training to fight for over a year now. Nothing you can do can stop me." she added before slapping him several yards away. Bronze Tiger felt broken ribs and torn muscles. He struggled to get back up. "For the last time surrender."

"Fuck you." Tiger replied as several platoons marched in with an officer.

"Find the woman. She has important files." the officer ordered.

"Yes General." Supergirl replied before jumping into the sewer. Bronze Tiger only wished he bought Cheshire enough time.

July 8, 1970 - Vietnam

Corporal Rick Flag Junior marched through the muddy road aiming his M16 at the jungle with a platoon of South Vietnamese soldiers and several Rangers. The Viet Cong were invisible. The JSA sent Arsenal and Eradicator in, but they could only do so much. When mortar fire echoed, the men hit the deck. Flag looked up to see a Viet Cong squad cross the road. He fired his rifle and killed them. When the mortars went silent, the platoon stood back up and marched forward. But he heard the chopping sound of a UH-1s. He saw a ladder drop and a US Marine climbed down. The soldier walked towards Flag. "Corporal. You're being reassigned."

"Where?"

"Follow me." the Marine replied as he climbed up the ladder. Flag followed. When he was in the helicopter, he saw a black woman staring at him.

"Hello Corporal." the woman greeted as the helicopter flew South. "I'm Director Amanda Waller of A.R.G.U.S."

"Good to meet you ma'am." Flag replied.

"I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you." Flag replied knowing that his father died helping the country he loves. "So why am I'm here?"

"I need a new leader for a Task Force. It's Black Ops that specializes in high risk dangerous missions that normal Special Forces are unable to complete. I want you to lead that force."

"Thank you ma'am. I'll serve the US where I'm needed."

"Good. First Sergeant Rick Flag." Waller said and Flag smiled.