The next morning, Team Decades was escorted to the training facility. However, they quickly realized, they were the only team there. This was an opportunity they didn't waste. First, Flat and Grey helped Psalm and Charlie hone-in their marksmenship with both rifles and pistols. Once they had the hang of it, Flat and Grey moved on to greenery-identificaton class. There, the learned what foods were safe and hazardous to eat.
While Team Decades was training, unbeknownst to them and the other contestants, each team's progress was being tracked, monitored and streamed for the audience's and viewer's pleasure. As the days began to progress forward, odds were placed on each and every team. What surprised the other contestants, was Team Decades odds. As teams raged or cheered at their Day Five odds scoring, it shocked the many viewers and contestants to learn that Team Decades had the odd of 50-to-1: In Favor.
While the contestants were in the dark as for an explanation, International Dick smiled to the video camera as he explained to his audience and viewers how the rankings boiled down. "Now, many of you have seen the utter powerhouses I brought and and demand and explaination as to how Team Decades has 50-to-1 favorable odds. It's simple my darling viewers, Team Decades had practical experience, field knowledge, formal and island training, and their combined skill level, is enough to topple even the most powerful teams I put together. You must see it not as a challenge of just brawn, but also brain and instinct."
While Day Five was coming to an end, Team Decades hit endurance and strength training. This would give them two days to rest their bodies and replenish any essential bodily minerals they lost. They pushed themselves but not to the point of injury. When they were done, they took a hot lap, a cool down lap, then hit the showers. They then, for the next two days, studies maps, got chipped, prepared a stategy, and organized their supplies. Nothing out of the ordinary seemed to be happening, other than the other teams rushing to play catch up. Many didn't get into the greenery-identification training, and that was going to cost them.
Then came the end of Day Nine. Team Decade had prepared, planned, and assembled everything they would need, were going to do, and how to do it. However, the other teams were ill prepared. As the twilight early hours of Day Ten ticked away, every team was rapidly awken to the loud thuds of their condos' front doors deadbolting shut, all the interior lights switched over to red, and noxious gasses began entering the condos. However, International Dick's wicked grin only widened as he watched teams panic and scramble to get into the transport rooms. "Yes, yes, my dear viewers... WELCOME TO DAY TEN! LET THE GAMES BEGIN DAY!" Dick laughed something beyond menachial as the viewers watched this 2am "Let the Games Begin Hellfest."
Just as they'd drilled, Team Decades had all their supplies, all of their people, and were ready for transport. However, a purple colored gas filled the transport room, and without gas masks, the four collasped, as the sleeping gas laided the out for Dick's transport teams to move them onto the island.