The thing about people is that they don't have a similar sense of punctuality as others this is something that  I hate about others.

They arrive fifteen minutes later.

The four person team arrives in a black GMC suv. They  come out of the suv in sync as if robot.

"Identify yourself everyone"

"I'm Jason, weapon specialist, with main high combat training scores in stealth and infiltration" said the guy who was driving the SUV and has a rigid posture wearing a black T shirt and army design printed pant and a fair complexion.

"I'm Brit, combat specialist and vehicular warfare specialist"said the guy who was sitting shotgun in the car who was wearing a grin on his face and a T-shirt and tracks.

"I'm Maya, the health inspector and best in stealth"said the beautiful blonde wearing light blue shirt with a black cardigan and a black pant.

"I'm Tony, the intelligence factor and engineer of the team"said the brown haired, thin, person with glasses, wearing a white shirt with a black jacket and dark blue jeans.

All the team is in place except their fashion sense and the fact that each of them is going to take a while to train.

This is going to be interesting.

"We start tomorrow,wake up at 4:00 in th morning"

"Nice to meet you ,for the next few days I'm going to be your worst nightmare, my name is SCOPE"