User blog:J80Kar/Project Freelancer vs COG Team

Hello there Deadliest Warrior fiction fans, it's time for another match up of future warrior teams to go head on against each other. Recently a new future warrior group has been added to the site called Project Freelancer. If you don't know who they are, go to the page and read if you like. Now back to the task at hand. Here's today's matchup:

Project Freelancer: a special operations program created to study soliders with AI implants to fight the war against the Covenant and Insurrectionists.

VS.

COG: super soldiers determined to take out the Locust Horde.

WHO IS DEADLIEST?!

Last time the COG Team was defeated by the Rebel Alliance, will they be able to redeem themselves in their fight against the Freelancers? Or will the Freelancers take the fight head on to the COGs?

Prologue
The Freelancer Frigte Mother of Invention comes out from slipspace after fleeing from an Insurrectionist Battle group. The Director walks forward to the bridge as the Counselor is montoring the situation. "Counselor, where are we at?" asked Director Church. "Unknown sir, we jumped at random coordinates at the last second when we were being fired upon by the Insurrectionists." replied the Counselor. "Aside from that, we're safe...for the time being that is." "Uh typical," the Director begins wiping his face. "Well we need to find a outpost or military base at least so we can find out where the hell we are." "Understood sir. Shall I prep the team to go planetside?" "Of course Counselor." "All agents to the bridge!" After about 10 minutes, all nine agents arrived at the bridge. "The team is ready sir," said Agent Carolina. "Excellent. All right agents, as you all know we were being pursued by Insurrectionist forces and we had to make the jump to slipspace. From there, we managed to enter this system called Tyran. Now we don't know if they have any type of military prsence there or not, but no matter. The Insurrectionists might be on our tail and we need to find out where we are so we can make the jump back to Earth. Now this is where you nine come in, I need you all to find an outpost and determine what part of the galaxy we're in. We might even come back to even claim this place for the UNSC. Is that clear?" "Sir yes sir!" shouted the freelancers. "Good. Dismissed." All nine gave a sharp salute and headed for the armory. "