"Quite a party we have here, oh… and you've brought presents. Drop the pieces boys, otherwise you won't have hands to carry them." Smuggler said to the bodyguards. Lebedev nodded and the guards threw their weapons to the ground. "…And you pretty boy…" Smuggler directed his focus on JoJo and the other pimps. JoJo sucked his teeth and cursed under his breath. JoJo un-holstered his customised plated silenced stealth pistol. "Good, now let us do business" The group followed Smuggler into the back area, a small private room. The most important NSF members Lebedev, JoJo, and Frase sat down around a table and Smuggler started speaking. Decker eavesdropped on the conversation as he stood with others. "Right, twenty commercial security bots, fifteen crates of 7.62mm X 51mm UNATCO standard issue assault rifles with 20mm High Explosive round launcher, seventeen cases of Light Attack Munitions…"

"Excuse me please" came a nervy voice behind Decker cutting off his eavesdropping; Decker turned around and saw a man around his age, with a mousy brown beard and thinning hair, standing behind him. The man was wearing a pair of baggy faded denim jeans and a white creased T-shirt. Decker apologised and sidestepped out of the way. The man walked past and sat at the personal computer terminal. Lebedev's bodyguards stared at the man angrily causing Smuggler to stop his deal. "That's my colleague Ford Schick, he is perfectly safe, harmless. Mr Lebedev tells your goons to calm down." Smuggler said. "Gentlemen, compose yourself please" Lebedev said. The deal commenced and a few hours later the armaments were being loaded, via the small maintenance ladder that led to the surface and the elevator, into the white transit van and unmarked cars, for deliver to the 20th Street Warehouse NSF HQ. Decker helped with guiding the small security bots onto the ramps at the back of the transit vans. The vans came every fifteen minutes in groups of three, NSF stood out openly in the streets armed with their newfound weapons. Smuggler escorted Lebedev off the premises and shook his hand. JoJo had long gone, bored with the loading and waiting; he had gone to sort out his own affairs. Frase was overseeing the loading and unloading of the armoury; linked with the Headquarters he was timing the deliveries. Lebedev tapped Decker's shoulder. "Erin will be working at the airbase on the security team. I was told you and Young preferred if she was in a secure area. I'll see you soon, when we succeed." Lebedev got a van and drove off with the other two vans. Smuggler walked up behind Decker.

"I heard that you've got an interest in this type of hardware, if you need anything I can get it, old or new." Smuggler said. "You know where to come. Just keep it between you and me though." "Ok," Decker agreed. "I'm Smuggler, I can smuggle anything." Smuggler said introducing himself. "Decker Parkes." Decker replied. "Look forward to doing business with ya." Smuggler smiled and started and Decker through his sunglasses.

"Decker! Take this!" Killian cried as Decker headed out across the grass of Battery Park. He threw a small holster bag through the air it landed at Decker's feet. "Take it with you to the airbase." He called then ran back inside to the depths of the old fortress. Decker picked up the bag and opened it. There was a small canister the bag, it contain a blue glimmering jelly that illuminated the inside of the bag. Decker was puzzled but there was not time to question it. He followed the mass of NSF troops down into the Battery Park Subway Station. The crackling rattle of machine gun fire echoed in the distance. The NSF were holding back the local police forces, but it would only be a few hours before UNATCO got re organised and headed the counter-attack of the Liberty Island assault.