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**“Well then everyone I suppose it’s time to begin”** he loaded up the Holographic map on the table. [Map](http://i.imgur.com/IwUvplf.jpg) **“Right As you can see our blue point is our drop off point, we’ll be taking a pelican flown by a member of our squad. All the buildings are grey surrounded by a black to red outline the outline dictates the height of the building; black being sky scraper level and bright red being a one story house.”** He said pointing at each building. **“Abandoned Vehicles and barricades are marked with the colours black and red. Right now that’s sorted out we can begin the mission.” ** He pointed towards the objective **“The enemy camp is here it has regular patrols around the perimeter and advanced alarm system I estimate that by the time we arrive they’ll be changing shifts, perfect for a night op.”** Iowa Pointed towards the red and pale red squares to the right of the left of the camp, **"These are patrol warthogs fully armed with machine gun turrets.”** He then moved to the vehicle to the right **“This is a hornet, fully armed with missiles and machine guns all vehicles are manned so any alarm triggered will send these on patrols.”** He pointed to the red dots on top of the warehouses **“These are snipers they function as the patrol force and all have fully stocked ammo although recon has no advice on the snipers. Our primary Objective is to extract a civilian held hostage by terrorists and if that fails then we ne need his briefcase and decrypt whatever is inside. And that’s all I’ve got, oh and Control will be available throughout the mission for tactical support. I would prefer if we gave our number 1 a chance to lead”** He gestured towards Penn; **“The floor is yours.”** He stepped back from the table and took his helmet.

Iowa had been in the sim room for a few minutes before the **“Nice to see you guys, and gals”** he said not looking up from his Data pad. **”Well I was thinking about an extraction mission in an abandoned city,”** Carolina walked in asking about the difficulty **“Sure, if you’re looking for a challenge we’ll go for a level 8 mission and as F.I.L.S.S tells me there is only ten levels, Hey Carolina don’t think of it like that, we are a team and we act like one. No matter what position you are my equal on the battlefield, and about the plan it might be a good idea to wait for the mission briefing first. ”** He said looking up from the data pad. **“You guys might want to get set up whilst we wait for North and south the simulation is ready to load so just choose your equipment and what not, and remember to be prepared though level 8 means that enemies have advanced motion sensors and are trained to military grade. Just keep that in mind I’ll show you what we’ve got, equipment wise when we are all in the sim, I’ll see you in there“** Iowa entered the Simulation picking up his shield, battle rifle and some extra ammo then entered the briefing room and stood next to the table with a 3D map taking his helmet off and placing it on the table and leaning back against the wall whilst he waited for the others to load in.

I've got a post lined up for the Simulation but I wanted everyone's input on it I've got three simulation scenarios in mind 1.extraction mission in an abandoned city 2.elimination mission in a dense jungle environment 3.disarm a bomb in an orbital space station As this is involving all of us I'd like to hear any other options you guys have or which scene would you would prefer to take part

**“My god South, I've been known to eat a lot but you just seem to be a never ending pit of food.”** Iowa said looking at the heap of food. Iowa replied to Penn’s comment: **“R&R I don’t think that features in my vocabulary”** he said with a bit of a chuckle. Carolina raised a good point if they were a team they would have to learn to act like one. He finished his bagel and reactivated the HUD on his helmet “Well, as we’re telling, I specialise on the medical front anything from a paper cut to a severed limb I'm your man” he said whilst trying to turn his visor back to two way vision. His wrist beeped again, it seemed that his space on the simulation floor was in five minutes, **"Speaking of training I've booked one of the simulation rooms and according to F.I.L.S.S I'm going to be the only one there today so I'm sure F.L.I.S.S would allow us to do a joint sim if anyone was interested, I'll be there if anyone needs me "** he grabbed his helmet and put his left overs away.

Iowa was surprised by Washington on Alaska’s appearance although they’d turned up at the right time, getting breakfast early was the best thing ever, all of the pastries were there and the fruit was fresh, it was fantastic. **“I agree with Washington, breakfast sounds like a fantastic idea, a celebratory breakfast after all everyone is in the top ten of the freelancer program, and I hardly believe that south would eat without us, actually I take that comment back.”** He laughed to himself for a bit he was trying to make a good imperesion on Alaska he thought she was going to hit him when he bumped into Wash yesterday. His wrist beeped at him again as a note came up on his helmet; *’speed decreased to minimal efficiency’* he’d only ran half of his jog. It was a hard choice between bagels and a fit body, but it was obvious which one he was going to choose. **“F.I.L.S.S reschedule my run for after breakfast, I’m hungry”**. He took of his helmet and deactivated the H.U.D

Iowa's night of was full of sleep, although vivid memories keep appearing it wasn't anything to serious. It was early morning when he woke up, not many people were walking around, she he grabbed a quick drink and went back to bed he woke up and hour later to grab his armour and go on his jog he always said a happy soldier is a healthy soldier. Iowa only heard about the leader board when two marines walking past him were talking about it. he kept jogging but diverted his course he arrived at the hall and moved through all the men in armour to the front of where the leader board stood. He was proud he made it to fifth he noticed Washington in second place, he’d only had a brief encounter with him, he needed to catch up more, he was surprised to see Carolina so low. He’d expected him to do well against some of the others, it must've been one of been the last simulation. He saw the others out the corner of his eye and he moved over to them **“Morning all, how are we this fine day?”**

No problem, Any time.

Iowa moved from out of his room with his updated Data pad he had now downloaded the latest medical scanner, allowing him to identify any antibody within a range of 100 yards, it was a bit useless and he knew it but he still thought it sounded good when he brought it up In a sentence. He locked his dorm and moved over to the medical ward, He was paying so much attention to his new toy that he never noticed the two Spartans stood in front of him, **“Oh my, I do apologise I can’t believe I didn’t see you, you must be the new guy, and girl, F.I.L.S.S just told me you were coming welcome to the squad, I’m agent Iowa, you must be agent’s Alaska and Washington, nice to meet you in the flesh. I wish I could stay and chat but I’ve got to go and do my medical duty, Nice to see you two”** Iowa left them at the door and walked to medical bay 004 it was nothing more than a normal check-up along with an hour shift of applying cold presses to foreheads of marines injured in training, he didn’t find it the most entertaining thing in the world but the doctor promised him, he would be able to practice D.I.Y surgery next time he came. He moved to his room he needed some rest now, he ended up just collapsing onto is bed and falling asleep if he was lucky he might get an early morning wakeup call from F.I.L.S.S, but he didn’t think about it much instead he just drifted away.

Carolina came and sat down with the twins and himself, **“Carolina, I presume I can’t believe this is the first time we've talked. I'm Iowa,”** He stuck out his hand for him to shake. **“I understand you've had a rough time, so I won’t ask about it, What about you, have you got anything planned for this after noon?”** He waited for a response and moved replied to North **“Hey, I don’t blame you, In my opinion any person here could be training, of the likely hood is of course that they’re men like myself who prefer to avoid dropping dead from exhaustion before the day has ended, now if it wasn't for F.I.L.S.S trying to out smart me I’d probably be looking up the next Griffball match, which reminds me It’s going to be the final soon and my previous partner (Military of course Don’t get any idea's south)”** he said sarcastically **“I need to remind her to record it for me, she's a good friend.”** Iowa replied in a jokey type of tone, whilst taking a bite of his sandwich between sentences. **“Hey South, don’t be so dim about it, they probably did the worst thing they could possibly do to make you fail, I know that’s what they did to me,”** He pointed at a scar underneath his chin **“A Failure that I wanted to forget.”** Iowa realised he was dropping his tone again and need to reignite the atmosphere of the table **“But anyway I'm sure tomorrow will be full of fantastic adventures and so on.”** He said grabbing his helmet and data pad **“I’ll see you lot around.”** He stood up and left he shouted back to them: **“Oh, and try not to kill yourselves on the training floor, I’d rather prefer it if I didn't have to patch you up on my first shift. Okay F.I.L.S.S, where on this spaceship am I going?”** **“The doctors have asked if they could do a medical examination before you start.”** **“Fantastic, nothing better than being hit with a hammer and kicking you leg.”** **“Setting waypoint for medical bay 004, the doctors are waiting for you.”** **"F.L.I.S.S create a stop over I need to pick something up from my room first."** **"Understood is there anything else Agent Iowa?"** **"That will be all F.I.L.S.S, Thank you."**