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Walking over to Angel she pulled one of the water bottles from his hand and plopped down next to him, unscrewing it then taking a long drink. Mirror ran her finger's through her hair. "Do we have any shooting ranges around here? I would love to ge some practice in." She tossed the bottle back at Kaedai, finished with it.

Sean padded up behind Mirror, moving incredibly quietly, especially considering the amount of equipment he was carrying. "I'd like that, too. Want to see how big of a bang the explosive rounds make," he chuckled, shifting the match in his mouth. "Hey, Mirror, what say we have a little contest?" Accuracy or efficiency, your choice."

He tried to grab the bottle as Mirror took it away, but gave up. Watching as she drank it, Kaedai let out a sigh. "Women..." Smiling wide, he caught the bottle as she threw it and made sure to place it on the OPPOSITE side of him, so she couldn't reach. Hearing a man's voice, Kaedai looked up at Sean as he stood there, then looked to Kiidaa. "Could I join? And I'd prefer accuracy, if you don't mind." He smirked and stood, shifting his weight in his boots. "Just let me get something..." Kaedai walked over to one of his duffle bags and unzipped it, pulling out small pieces of...something. He took the five or so pieces into his arms and sat at one of the high tables on the wall.

She laughed at Sean. "Alright, your on, accuracy." She stood up and grinned before adding, "But you can't blow up the entire training field and say you win cause you got all the targets!" She punched him lightly in the arm. Turning around she asked one of the other men in the room she asked where they could train, and he said they could either practice on the shooting range, or practice carrying out mission objecctives in the building next door.

"Alright then, you guys can pick what we do. I dont much care." She turned to Angel siting at the tables doing something. "What the hell are you up to?" She asked, peeking over his shoulder.

Kaedai smiled and turned to them. "Patience is a virtue. Besides, I'm almost done." He turned back around and kept working for a minute before sitting up straight and sighing heavily. He turned back around with a black sniper rifle in his hands. But this wasn't any normal sniper rifle. It was an L96 Arctic Warfare model, painted black. There was a scope attached to the top and a custom stock at the back. A silencer had been special-made to fit on the end of the barrel, and it was securely tightened. Smirking at the two, he blew on a cartridge and slid it in the chamber with a satisfying *click*. "Lady and gentlemen! I give you...Bob!" He smiled wide and laughed. "No, just kidding. But it's a nice gun, you have to admit..."

Mirror looked at Angel, then at Overkill, then back at Angel. A wide smile spread across her face."Now friend, to me it dosent matter how wonderuful your gun is. You could have the worst gun in the entire world, but thats not what matters." She walked over and pushed the gun down slightly with the light touch of her hand, then looked at him. "What matters is how well you shoot." She leaned back up and winked making a *click* sound with her mouth. "So Ladies, where we heading first, like I said your choice."

Kaedai smiled and looked towards Sean. "Well, it really doesn't matter to me, but I'd say the Sim Missions are more fun." He stood up and shouldered the rifle, looking to Mirror. "Or...we could head to the battlefield out back and do a two-on-one. It's night now, so you guys could team up on me. I'm better at night." He winked at her, then looked back to Sean. "Of course, we'd have to use Simunition. I wanna get a crack at you guys. See how easy it is to peg your asses." He smirked and nodded. "Your choice."

Kyle 'Boomstick' Chesternetts, former member of Zulu sqaud, came bursting towards the group after sprinting across the entire compound in an attempt to find the right person. In one hand was a duffel bag full of his gear and in the other hand was a crinkled transfer paper. He came stumbling up, dropping the first item on the floor at his feet and glancing at the second item as he spoke.

"Is a...uh..." He glanced to the sheet "...Major Kaedai "Angel" Mikailo here?" He asked, exhausted.

Kyle was so winded from all the running he was forced to remove his sun glasses (which his former squad said made him look like Vin Diesel) and reached in to his bag to pull out a bottle of spring water. He popped off the top and drank the whole thing in two minutes tops. He then waited for a response from anybody there.

"If he's not, do you know where he might be?" Kyle asked, still somewhat winded.

She screamed in glee as she put her arm around his shoulder. "Look Angel! Fresh meat!" She laughed and let go, punching him in the arm then running her fingers through her hair again. "Fine, we should have a capture the flag mission, just for fun so that I can kick your asses all over the field!" She turned to the new guy, "Wana come so I can kick your ass too?" She laughed and watched Angel.

Kaedai looked from this man, to Kiidaa, and back again. He stood straight and looked the man in the eye. " Don't mind her..." He leaned in next to the man's ear. "She's got problems..." Smirking and taking another quick glance at Kiidaa, he leaned back and folded his hands behind his back. "I'm Major Mikailo. And you are..." He glanced at the sheet the man was holding. It was thin paper, and he could see through it. On the top right-hand corner was the Rainbow symbol. This man was...a replacement? Well, he could use the manpower. Something his father had always said was, 'Don't look a gift horse in the mouth.' Kaedai wasn't prepared to.

Kyle gave a salute as he, now starting to sound a lot less winded, spoke.

"Corporal Kyle 'Boomstick' Chesternetts, former CQB specialist of Zulu sqaud, sir." He then dropped the salute.

Kyle then looked to the young woman who had called him fresh meat with a quirked eyebrow while slowly crunching the now empty bottle. He tossed it to the side with a stretch of his arm and then popped his knuckles while he waited for what the others would do.

She growled and punched Angel playfully in the shoulder. "I heard that! This means no mercy!" She threw her rifles on her shoulder and looked over to him. "Alright, simunition it is, we can run whatever sim mission you want to. Just lead the way." She turned to the new guy. "So, Boomstick huh? My names Kiidaa, call me Mirror." She gave him one of her evil little smiles then started to walk to the door.

The shotgun's signature pump was audible to just about everybody as Kyle slung over his shoulder and grabbed the duffel bag that held the rest of his gear.

"Whatever you say toots." He said to Kiidaa.

"Well sir, lead the way." Kyle said to his new squad leader, waiting for Kaedai to do something.

She rolled her eyes. "Hey kid, now who says you get ta come!?" She laughed and continued walking to the door leading the men outside.

Kaedai returned the salute and listened as the man identified himself. "Zulu...They were in...Afghanistan? No...Iraq." He loosed his hands and folded his arms, smirking at Kiidaa. Kaedai looked the man in the eye. Looking a man in the eye told him if he was confident or not. They were getting quite a diverse set of squads. That was good though. And a two man squad would be good at infiltrating the White House, a big squad would draw attention. He walked off with Kiidaa and Sean, motioning for Kyle to follow him. "So, Corporal. What kind of CQB man are you? The quiet kind, or not-so-quiet kind?"

"Depends, sir." Kyle said, stil not ditching calling him 'sir' instead of his rank, or name.

Kyle slowly walked after, lagging behind Kaedai a little bit while he walked. He let the shotgun hang from one side while he let the duffel bag with his Commando and everything else hang from the other. He really didn't say much besides what he already had and was now generally quiet.

Kaedai looked back for a second, then looked forward again. "Well, in my mind, there are two types..." He shifted his weight as he walked. "Are you the kind of man that would take two opponents from behind, grabbing one and tilting his head back, covering the mouth, and slitting his throat, then pulling out a silenced pistol and shooting the other in the head..." He took a breath, "Or are you the type of man that would run up behind them and put a solid two shells in each of their backs?"

"Sir, I find it better not to look at tactics as one or the other no matter what." Kyle said simply.

"I'm willing to do either save for the silenced pistol; only a Deagle." He added.

Kyle then pulled the large-caliber weapon from his duffel bag to show it for a few moments before putting it back in. He followed them still, not saying anything more as he walked. As before, he still kept a few steps behind the rest of them, not really wanting to talk all too much to everybody. He wasn't a very social person. It was his squad and that was it. Nothing outside it usually for him.

Kaedai sighed heavily and looked back. "Tactics...Tactics is the first step of a win. I find that, in most situations, a silent approach is better. It tends not to get hostages killed, or give away your position." Kaedai looked back as the passed a doorway into the darkening night. "But you'll find that out soon enough." He rose over the top of a hill to look upon the "Battlefield". It was a mutli-purpose course designed to test a squad to their limits. "Welcome to the Battlefield, ladies." He looked quickly to Mirror. "And man." Smirking he looked back, and started walking to a small shack near the course. "Here's the Simunition."

After they got thier fake ammunition she turned to Angel. "So what is it were going to be doing on this course?" She figured he would know the most seeing as how he was a major. Double checking her tactical armour she pulled a rubber band from her pocket then tied her hair up in a pony tail. "And do we have to wear helmets?" She said hping that she wouldnt have to mess up her hair.