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- Jack Markson stood by the huge window of the Federation penthouse in Buenos Aires. He looked out at the setting sun, hovering over the rooftops of the city. He hadn't felt peace like this for months. Not since he'd started the mission against the Nazz.
- Jack ran his hand through his short brown hair and thought back to the early hours of the day. Before sunrise, he and his partner, Super Joe, had burst into the hiding place of the Nazz terrorist organization.
- The surprise raid had netted them every important Nazz leader. Only one thing had slipped through their hands — the plans for Albatros, a weapon of destruction so powerful that it could wipe out the world.
- Jack turned around as Super Joe came through the penthouse door, carrying four boxes of hot pizza. He was still wearing his green commando uniform and looked like he needed a shower — bad.
- “Looks like sunset for the Nazz, huh, Jack?” Joe said, looking out the window.
- “Sure does,” Jack said. “I'm glad I'm not spending the night in that Argentine jail with them. It looked pretty grim.”
- “They're getting what they deserve,” Joe said, opening up the pizza and starting to eat. “And we're getting what we deserve. This stuff is great.”
- Jack sat down and joined him. Neither one of them had had a chance to eat all day.
- Joe put his feet up on a glass table and looked around the room at the leather furniture, deep pile carpet, and full wall window.
- “This sure beats a lot of places we've stayed in on missions,” he said.
- - Worlds of Power: Bionic Commando, Chapter 1
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