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something. I am not very good at this sort of thing, but I wanted to say you are the best I have ever worked with, stick together, follow orders, and we will be back here in 24 hours,” he told the team. Private Bray Murray started to applaud, quickly followed by Private Andrew Reid and the rest of the team, all except for Jack.
    Jack had moved to just outside the hanger, Frank noticed and walked over to him. “You OK?” Frank asked. Jack smiled, “I’m good, just anxious to get this thing started,” he replied.
    A rumbling noise came from the sky; a helicopter cut through the clouds in the night sky and approached the ship. “Here we go,” Jack, said aloud.
    Commander Groves came into sight from the hanger bay, “You all set,” he asked them as the helicopter landed on the light deck.
    “As ready as we can be,” Frank replied. Jack turned to the team, “Mason, Walsh, Atkinson, Ross, Murray, Lewis, Reid, time to leave!”
    Jack shouted to them. The team walked out of the hanger and ran towards the helicopter; the pilot exited the helicopter and guided the team to their seats.
    “Ready, Jack,” Frank asked. “Give me a minute, I want to speak to Johnathan quickly,” Jack replied. “OK, be quick,” he replied and run towards the helicopter himself
    . Jack walked over to Johnathan, “If something goes wrong and we don’t make it back, do me a favor, and make sure they do not send anyone else after us,” Jack told him.
    Johnathan looked at his friend and placed his hand on Jack’s shoulder, “I expect to see you on Friday for our poker game, I need to win some of my money back,” he said with a smile.
    Jack laughed, turned, and started to move towards the helicopter. Johnathan shouted out, “HAVE FUN!” Jack turned, “I ALWAYS DO!” he shouted back while saluting his friend out of respect.
    Jack boarded the helicopter and within seconds, they had taken off. Johnathan Groves looked to the sky and watched the helicopter disappear into the darkness. “Good luck,” he whispered under his breath.

CHAPTER TWO
    INTO HELL
     
    As the helicopter neared its destination, the Section all looked out over their former homeland. It was pitch black, only the natural light from the moon and the stars shown over England. This once thriving over populated country was now a graveyard.
    The pilot spoke over the radio to Frank, “We are two minutes out, once we land you have thirty seconds to disembark,” the pilot told him.
    “Understood, what is the plan for picking us up?” Frank asked. “In exactly 24 hours, have a place for me to land and light it with your flares. I will only pass over once, no flares and you’re on your own,” the pilot said sternly. Frank did not respond to the pilot. Frank indicated to Jack with a thumb up that they were almost there; Jack put his hand up in response the rest of the team got themselves prepared to go.
    The helicopter started its descent; it touched down on the grass. “OK, LET’S GO!” Jack, shouted, within seconds the team had disembarked and moved clear of the helicopter blades. Frank was the last one out; he closed the door behind him and banged the side of the helicopter to indicate they were clear. Frank joined Jack, “Here we are,” Frank said to him. They both looked up and watched as the helicopter flew away. “Home sweet home,” Jack replied to Frank.
    They had landed in the middle of a park, looking around the pure darkness made it hard to see too far ahead, the grass was overgrown; this made walking difficult as the wind blew a cold breeze. There were trees in the distance, beyond that a black fence which surrounded the park.
    “OK, everyone we are moving out so take this nice and slow,” Frank, told the team.
    All the team started to move away, “Wait! Make sure your weapons are ready,” Jack told all of them while he looked concerned while they checked their main guns, which were the basic Assault Rifle Carbine.
    “Speaking of weapons, why do we