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The Hells of War by Reiyou
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Tides of War
Date: 24 June 2002, 4:35 am
ÝÝÝÝÝÝAs a lot of people knew the Human's position was bad... With inferior technology and lesser numbers, they had lots of problems. Sure the humans were doing fine before the fall of Reach, but things definitely went to hell after Reach was glassed. What the covenant also did was use a new plasma weapon that basically obliterated what was left of the planet, killing all survivors and any underground installations that would have survived the attack. The fleet then left looking for other colonies. However trouble was brewing at the Colony of Outreach, an outer fringe world that was missed.
It all started with the discovery of a Covenant outpost on the other side of the planet. The colonists only had a small defense force. However, most of the people who worked on the Spartan 2 project had started a new one, dubbed the Spartan 3. Its purpose was to build a soldier with capabilities of that of the Hunters. It was successful with a much better success rate of about 65 new Spartans out of the 75 candidates.
Their testing mission was to annihilate the Covenant outpost.
"This is Alpha-Sierra, what's the deal of the Covie defenses?"
A deep voice rumbled over the radio.
"About 4 shades strategically positioned around the Bunker entrance. Maybe about 10 grunts and 2 Elites, nothing major." Another voice went over the tactical com net.
"Although please do note that two banshees left about 2 minutes ago, I think the Warthogs got them." I replied as I checked the new MA5C Laser Rifle.
"That has been confirmed, start assault Alpha-Bravo"
The Squad of Alpha-Bravo consisted of 7 Marines, including me. There was Jansen, the Artillery specialist, Me, I was one of the Front-liners, There was Drago, another Front-liner, 2 new kids that I expected not to make it and some other Marine, I didn't get his name though. We busted out of bushes that were near one of the Shades and took out the gunner before he got a chance to react. Jansen popped off an Elite right off the bat. The other Elite turned around as was going to slam the alarm. He never got a chance, I burned a hole straight through him, also destroying the Alarm. The grunts immediately scattered as they picked off by assault rifle fire. The other Shades started opening up on us. I pulled a grenade out and rolled it under the Shade. I took a hit to the back and fired 4 times at the shade, one melting the grunts head off and the other three knocking out the legs. A few seconds later I saw pieces of grunt and shade fall around us. The last gunner jumped out of his and ran into the bush. I turned my attention to the door and covered it. I heard a "thump" and the fleeing grunt was sent into the door, missing a good deal of his insides. The door opened and an Elite came out wondering what was going on. I snuck up behind him and drove the spiked butt of the rifle into his back.
"Nice one, Reiyou!" Jansen said as he reloaded his grenade launcher. The door was still open and I discovered that the hard way as a wave of plasma fire slammed into my weaken back armor, I screamed as it melted my armor and continued to drive into me. I collapsed as I saw a grenade streak over me and body parts and death screams echoed throughout the area. My vision was starting to alternate from red to black and again before I was mercifully unconscious.
I revived in the Pelican and noticed I was strapped down to a stretcher.
"Huh...Where am I?" I asked groggily and I threw a glance at a medic.
"You're aboard the Pelican "Death Strike; I have never seen such stupidity by a marine in front of a door!" He said while glaring at me. I hope you don't fuck up as badly as you just did..." He said while unstrapping me from the stretcher. I want to know that you will never stand behind an open door not paying attention to what's inside." With that the Pelican landed at the Bunker, with 2 Huge Spartan 3's standing guard. Both were equipped with a Weapon I have never seen and a Shield that would rival any Hunter's shield. The medic handed me a new Breastplate of armor and gave me back my laser rifle.
"Thanks for the repairs, doc" I said sarcastically and looked at the door again.
"I suppose you want to know what's going on." One of the Spartans said quite suddenly. "Well, sure uh... Sir" I stammered. He looked at the other and they both exploded with laughter. "You could say we're on the same level, corporal." He said while still holding in laughter.
"Your squad is in there with another Spartan. You might want to watch your back next time. They both chuckled at his crack and I got pissed. I stormed in with my laser rifle ready and noticed that there was quite a mess, courtesy of Jansen, judging by the larger crater in the middle of the room. I kept storming and a lone grunt that had been knocked unconscious let out a shriek of terror and was about to run away before having a hole burned into his life support unit. He turned blue and suffocated. With that bit of mood improvement I continued on. I came to a T-section and noticed that the door on my left was locked. I looked to my right and saw more covenant bodies. I decided to go that way. I heard bursts of gunfire and I turned my radio on.
"Alpha-Bravo get the hell out of there! Pull out we will cover you---*khzzzzt* the radio burst into static and I hurried. I came to a single door and I opened it. The 4 Spartan 3's were firing with their cannons and a single mass. The mass scoped up one of the recruits and crushed him, blood splattered everywhere. It turned its attention to us and I saw my target: its single eye.
You shall all die. That is the will of the Gods. The voice was not voiced but it was in my head. That had me scared shitless. I never missed a beat and I fired once. The laser hit home and a splitting scream was emitted from the beast. It fell backwards. I charged up jumped on it and shoved a Frag grenade down the burned hole and jumped off. The blast blew me back to where I came in. I barrel rolled and came up, laser rifle at the ready.
"Holy shit! Corporal! That was crazy!" one of the Spartans looked at me and I could tell he was looking me with awe.
"All part of the job." I said as I smiled. Jansen and Drago came around the mass and were shocked.
"D-did you do that Sir?" Drago asked me with awe.
"Yep, now just to let you know, That is what gets you promoted." I said coolly.
"I hate to spoil your fun guys but my guess is that we're 50% of the way done." One of the Spartans said to me.
"Alright then, lets finish up and move out before that thing comes back from the dead." I shivered at the quivering form. I walked up and examined what I had done. I had mostly blown its head so that it was a quarter of its original mass. Another set of Marines had come in, Combat ready. They looked at me, and then at the form.
"Uh...Sir, what was that?" One of them cautiously asked.
"Dead, that's what it is." I said.
"Heads up, guys we're about to-" one of the Spartans was cut off as a small horde of Covenant forces poured out, completely ignoring us and running as if they were afraid.
"Get the hell out of here, we're all going to die!" one of the grunts screamed in their high-pitched voices.
"Save yourselves and forget about what's in that room!" An elite had stopped in front of us and actually said that. We were all shocked.
"We need to form an alliance at this rate because the flood has returned." The elite said and readied his plasma rifle and waited for us to do the same.
"I'm sorry, you mean those parasites?" I asked with a curious note.
"I'm afraid yes. Get more of your weapons because they are more effective then ours, I will tell you that. Look out!" A flood worker had come out of the door and leaped. I was his intended victim. He never got very far because I had also packed my shotgun. The blast had hit it full force and sent back to the abyss from whence it came. The cannons were quite effective, for they annihilated those that came through. The Spartans had started moving forward. A Flood escaped the fiery cloud of death and came down on a marine, from the crunch that I heard; he was as good as dead. I rammed it off the marine and saw that his rib-cage was collapsed. I looked up as the Flood came up. A hunter came out of nowhere and crushed the Flood. He looked at the Elite and said:
"You have all condemned us to a horrible death, Stroggos." The hunter said coldly and crushed another flood.
"Do what you have to do Hunter, and that is killing flood." He replied icily and took a shotgun from a dead marine and used it great effect. A few minutes later the weapons fire stopped and we looked at the charred door frame. There were body parts everywhere. I took the point and moved up to the door and scanned the room. Flood body parts were everywhere. Among the base color of dark green, there were shades of orange, blue and purple. I saw bodies of a sizable force.
"So, what did you guys fuck up on this time?" I asked Stroggos.
"We were digging a base to destroy your colony but we ran into this Forerunner installation and apparently, the flood had destroyed all the defenses. I looked at a hole in the wall cautiously and took up cover, watching any signs of movement.
More to come
Reiyou
The Hells of War (tides of war p.2)
Date: 28 June 2002, 7:23 pm
First I would like to say sorry for the title screw-up, I'm from the west coast and east coast time changes are no fun for me.
Stroggos, what was left of my squad, a hunter, and a fresh squad of marines were all in the room. I could see the flash-lights penetrate the darkness and the mess was not pretty, bodies of covenant and flood were everywhere.
"We hate to spoil your fun but what the hell is going on, I here all sorts of fighting gone and then Covenant and human voices, please fill us in!" A voice crackled over our TAC coms.
"The reason why we're asking is because about 4 drop ships came in, completely ignored us, then a horde of covenant come through, loaded up and left in a huge hurry." The voice went over again
"If you would decide to get your ass down here I would explain with the help of visual aids. Or, you can simply get me a new helmet with a mounted camera and that would also be useful." I replied shakily as I thought I saw a hint of movement.
"How about this, Corporal, you actually turn your camera on." Someone replied just as icily as my previous comment.
"So there is one, how about telling me where it is?" I asked as I took off the helmet and fiddled around with it.
"It's the red button next to your HUD." It replied "Do you have any wounded or dead?" It said. I found the button turned the camera on and give a quick look around the room and at everyone.
"Why isn't the Covenant firing upon you?" someone asked uneasily.
"It's called a temporary truce in the face of a greater threat."
"Oh, would you like more troops?"
"Yeah, we need more than what we've got for perimeter and a cold six pack would be nice." I joked and all the marines bursted out laughing.
"What is a six-pack?" Stroggos asked curiously. That sent us into a riot.I stifled another bout of laughter and replied to the extent of "You will never know until you have tried one." A Marine popped in and said"A six-pack is a term for another squad of infantry, and in this case a case of beer."
"Oh... Never mind I asked." He said. I had stopped laughing and kept a steady eye on the hole in the wall. The fresh squad brought shotguns and frag grenades for everyone. The hunter changed out his fuel rod cannon and shield for a shotgun and patched himself up.
"I hope you guys brought assault rifles as well." I asked as I switched to the laser rifle.
"Yeah, it's funny how the covenant has more advanced weaponry but isn't as good as a good shotgun." One of the marines remarked.
"Alright, let's advance and eliminate the flood presence, and maybe we'll all get promoted." I said and took up point. The entry hall way was a splattered mess of organs, workers and dead infectors who had lived their life span. I continued along the side of the wall and the marines formed up behind me. I thought I saw an infector and popped it with a laser. I soon found out that was the wrong thing to do. A swarm of the little balloons swarmed from a hole in the ceiling.
"AH SHIT! I screamed as I switched to the shotgun and fired a double burst. About 46 of the 50 things chain reacted, shrinking the threat level a huge amount. I didn't see one and it latched onto my leg.
"AAAARRGHHH GET THAT THING OFF OF ME!!" I screamed as I tried prying it off. A single plasma round came and popped the thing. I took a real good look at my new wound and was shocked. It had bored down to the bone.
"Pass the disinfectant; I don't want to go around sprouting things that shouldn't be part of me." I said. Stroggos came up and handed me a bottle of disinfectant. I sprayed it and filled the wound with biofoam. It looked ugly but, it did what is supposed to. I picked up my laser rifle off the ground and hefted it up onto my shoulder.
"Heads up I've got large amounts of movement ahead... I think it is another wave!" A marine said loudly.
"Hey you Spartans, you're immune to the little buggers, head on up and we'll support you." I said as I reloaded the shotgun.
"Sir, yes sir!" they all said and moved up, cannons on top of their shields.As expected a wave of workers came through. I hadn't expected them to be armed but it didn't matter. Plasma and needler rounds were everywhere. I switched to the laser rifle and took a worker out, burning a hole clear through the rib cage. To my surprised it leaped over the Spartans and I thwacked it really hard in the face. It dropped to the ground and one of the marines rushed it, yelling "Suck on this you bastard!" and pumped a shotgun round into it. It would never get up again. We moved on, the Hunter and the Spartans were our screen and the rest of us had rear. I was up among the Spartans when I heard another
"Damn this place is a mess, I mean look at all the walls and stuff, its like its alive or something."
"Hey look, I don't need a commentary, its quite obvious that the flood have been in here for a long time." I replied. I checked my motion detector and saw that there was something in the next room.
"Hey Jansen, would you mind covering the door?" I asked him.
"Would I ever, I haven't had a crack at these 'flood' although I do know why they are called the flood." He said and moved up behind the screen of Spartans. I approached the door and pulled out a 'door knocker' as we called them. The door was shut, and locked very well. Finally the door clicked open and Jansen fired a flare into there. We soon wished we never opened the room. A flood of some new kind of flood came through and over the Spartans and tore apart a marine within seconds.
"AHH SHIT OPEN FIRE!" Like I needed to say that. The corridor erupted with shotgun blasts and the occasional Assault Rifle. I then forced the door shut. We lost about 4 marines in the fight, leaving us with the Hunter, the Spartan team, and almost a full squad of marines.
"This is Alpha-bravo and Alpha-Sierra, we need reinforcements on the double," I looked at one of the dog like flood, "And bring some heavier armor, because the stuff we have is paper to these things."
"That has been confirmed, we have a base camp at the entrance to the installation, stand by." I recognized that as the lieutenant who ordered the attack.
"Oh and bring more shotguns and grenades, I think we're running out here." That got a few notes of agreement from our little troop. Drago who hadn't said anything in awhile although responsible for a lot of our kills piped up:
"Reiyou, do you think we can do this mission, because what's beyond that door might end us all, you know what I mean?, I also want to go home, I think I've had enough fun in my life..." he trailed off and I saw what happened in him. I also saw it in other marines that came back from the Halo campaign; they had come back with basically a massive case of battle fatigue.
"Look Drago, I know why you're feeling like this but we gotta end this threat for basically everything in this end of the Galaxy. And for that matter the rest of it too." I looked at him with a sincere look that always helped me have people do things for me. He seemed to have felt better but then a small horde of workers came in from behind him. I shoved him aside pulled a frag grenade counted to three and threw it with all my strength. The effect was what I wanted it to be. An explosion that would tear the important areas to pieces.
"Reiyou! Hit the deck!" Stroggos yelled and hurled a frag grenade into a mass of the infectors. The result was similar to mine but with better results. I got up and fired a couple of times with the laser rifle, boring into a carrier. It puffed up and exploded, scattering infectors everywhere I caught one on my hand and it started boring. I slammed it with the butt of the rifle and immediately extracted all of the foreign matter. Unfortunately my hand was unusable. I did the basic procedure to my hand and it made it somewhat useful, although it would not be what it would used to be until I got it to a medic. Drago never survived as he was killed by both grenade shrapnel and a plasma bolt from a worker that caught him in the helmet.
"Shit man we gotta pull out of here we can't take much more punishment!"I yelled and decided to contact the base.
"Hey base camp we need an escort team outta here! We've got wounded and dead! I repeat we need an escort team out of here!" There was no response.
"Alright we need to get back to the camp ASAP. Ignore all workers unless they are in your way or are firing upon you, I want the Hunter and a Spartan in the rear and the rest of the Spartans as our screen, that should give us enough fire power to break out of here! Get your heaviest weapons or your standard issue flood puncher shotgun, for it is the most effective." The flood slapping was a comment that I added for it did just that, it punched a flood so hard it would be rocketed back from where it came. We immediately formed up and moved out. We annihilated basically everything that came at us. The balloons never had a chance because they were small enough to step on. We moved at the highest speed we could. I had strapped Drago's body onto my back and moved at the back. When we got to the base camp, we were shocked to find devastation, courtesy of the Hunters at the corridor entrance. Stroggos and the Hunter moved up and conversed with them in their language of grunts, howls and guttural sounds with the unintelligible words in between them. The four hunters looked at each other and at Stroggos and their fellow hunter with a total "oops" expression on their faces. They then looked around and started picking up the mess.
"I would never think that the elite hunters would fire upon a camp of humans without some kind of confirmation that someone higher up gives them. Normally I would give the kill whoever moves command but I had said don't fire upon any humans unless fired upon." He explained to me. I unstrapped Drago from my back and looked at one of the humans.
"Actually, our base camp was destroyed by the flood, they saw flood and opened up. So there was a mistake here." A Hunter approached Stroggos and commented on something.
"Okay human, now call more of your friends down here so we can get another base camp set up." He said with a look of down right anger.
"Alright, but I don't think they'll appreciate me calling in a battalion at this rate." I commented and went for the assistance need channel.
"This is Alpha-bravo and Alpha-sierra; we could really need more help because our base camp was just destroyed by flood forces. Also pack as many frag grenades and shotguns for they are the most trusty and are the most effective. Also bring some refreshments and bring a medic for my hand is mortally screwed up." I also gave a situational report.
"Roger that Alpha-bravo, Help in the forms of a lot of Spartans are coming, also bring refreshment you said? Well we're bringing what is the most portable."
Great I thought. Just what we need, MRE shit.
"Bring something that is drinkable okay?"
"Like what a soda machine?" the soldier on the other end replied.
"Actually, that's what I had in mind." I said almost chuckling.
"Guess what, That's what we're bringing, we might as well make the camp livable." He said.
"Ah thanks, and bring more ammo!" I said as I turned it off.
"Now its your turn, Stroggos get more elites down here because, well they're the most effective, no offense to you hunters."
"Already done, I started as we came through the tunnel."
More to come...
New title has been implemented -The hells of war. That whole 'tides of war' was a mistake.
The Hells of War Part 3
Date: 28 June 2002, 7:23 pm
I feel like I'm dragging this on.
Within a few short minutes a lot of people were down in our camp. You could say it was a temporary melting pot of the species as the mixed and mingled and did what was necessary. I watched a grunt try to figure out a soda dispenser and kept on pushing ALL of the buttons.
"Hey! Look I understand they are fun but we do like our drinks cold." I said casually. The machine chirped loudly and it ran off screaming.
"All right corporal, I see that you do know basic wound care." The medic took one last look at the two wounds I had acquired from the flood.
"Okay, just make sure you don't do anything to strenuous with that leg or it might pop, So now jumping down from heights of 4 meters or more, got it?" he asked me as he packed up his supplies and put them on a pop up table.
I dropped my laser rifle off at the storage crates and got a new AR. I checked the magazine and it was fine, locked, and loaded. I saw Stroggos talking to an elite in gold and walked up, curious.
"Look Stroggos, I understand we are fighting the flood here but these, these are the forerunner and if we let them grow up, Omega could be-
"I know Darkk_n, but if we crush the flood now, we would have a chance of maybe finding out a way to waste the Pfhor Empire." He replied in a tired voice.
"Stroggos, these humans have nothing more than sacred weapons. How could they splatter the Pfhor when our weapons can not." He replied with an almost stone voice.
"Uh... Excuse me kids but what exactly are the Phfor?" I asked cautiously. Expecting to have my guts all over the floor, the gold elite turned towards me and did not splatter me as expected.
"The Phfor are an enslaving race. We asked them to join our forces and they said no. We got pissed off and decided to glass some worlds of theirs. They came and took out 2 of the three covenant home worlds." He explained to me.
"We then made a pact with them that we did not decide to kill each other off and went and found you humans. We know what your future is human. You will find the flood and decide to use it against us and then seeing, the results of your screwing up and construct the Halo device. Activate it and boom, everyone's sent back a few steps in the evolutionary path, along with the world's all have their original resources replaced. We know of this because we found a very old civilization and it had our current language." He finished saying that and I was listening intently.
"You know, I have never had a history lesson summed up that fast." I said and looked around.
"Alright people, lets send our first team in there. This team will be designated Alpha." A Sergeant was standing on a crate with a clip board in hand.
"Any volunteers for flood killing?" he shouted "Oh and don't forget to raise your hand!" he said. A few hands of various races went up.
"Alright then please step forward and say your name." I hadn't expected for Stroggos and Darkk_n to raise their hands and trooped up.I jogged up and volunteered also. After Alpha team was established we went through the tunnel. Somebody was smart and unpacked four shades. Two were at the entrance and two at the tunnel entrance. Elites were manning them and they were presumably accurate. We went back in and found another team hauling back bodies for examination. We went to the door we had previously and we found our Spartan 3s guarding the door.
"Uh sir, why are you here?" one of them asked me.
"We're here to clean out flood and to explore, Soldier." I replied and flashed him my ID card. The other Spartan trooped up and aimed his laser cannon at the door.
"Pop it open." He said. The first Spartan tapped in the code I did and the door opened. Two or three workers were in the room and were instantly burned to ashes as the pin-point accuracy of the cannons allowed him to do that. I came out with the flashlight on and crouched and looked up. A worker went through a flying leap at me. I flashed the flashlight at the worker and it stopped running to attack me.
"Anyone want the honors of the first flood?" I asked. A marine walked up pulled out a machete and tore the thing to pieces.
"You know, I didn't want to kill it that way!" I looked at the marine and he was Jansen.
"Sorry sir, thought I'd take the chance and slice and dice." He asked with a sheepish smile on his face.
"Stroggos, is there anyway we can hook up with shields?" I asked him, surveying the room. There seemed to be a lot of dead jackals and other assorted covenant.
"If you don't mind tearing the arm off..." he said, quite disgusted.
"Stroggos, he has a point, those shield will protect us from the Flood."Stroggos seemed a little more accepting of the act. We then proceeded to tear the arm off, take off the shield and put it on our own arm. The shields were tight but that wouldn't be too much of a problem. We then moved on to the door on the left side.
"Sir, movement on the other side." One of the marines reported. I pulled the shotgun out and braced it against the shield. I signaled the marine to open the door. It opened...and a single Elite came out. He then collapses in front of us and was covered in holes. I moved up and crouched, hiding me behind the shield.
"You know sir, you can fit into a lot of small spaces with that 240 pounds of meat you have." A marine quipped up.
"Marine, I could show you what else I can do to your face if you don't shut up." I retorted and that got a few snickers from our motley assorted team.
"Hey this is Alpha team. There has been no flood resistance. We did however find an elite with a good deal of himself missing." reported
"Observation noted Alpha team, continue with mission, on a side note there has been a lot more hell up here. Find some sort of command flood. That would save us a lot more trouble." The other side said. I had to go and say that there was no flood for we were surrounded by a lot.
"Security Wheel people keep shields out and do not die out here. We should all go home if things go right!" The room bursted in all sorts weapons. In a few short minutes we were devastated. We lost about a fourth of our men and they kept coming. I was still behind my shield when a rocket came out of nowhere and the entire flood force was gone. A figure in black came up with the rocket launcher in hand. He was the Elite we had pulled out of the place.
"Nice wheel" he said. His voice was raspy and he did not look right."I have been watching you Reiyou." He went on. The entire unit of Alpha team was in shock. He knew my name.
"W...Who are you? A...And how have you been down here all this time?" I sputtered.
"You could say I'm a flood researcher. And Stroggos, you are right about human weapons are more effective than the Covenant." Stroggos was now in a state of mental shock.
"Have you been spying on us?" he asked carefully.
"In a way, I know how the flood works and therefore I can see what they see. The holes you see in me are implants to a computer interface." We were even more shocked. No one, not even the covenant could figure out a way to interface some one directly into a computer.
"H...H...How then?" Jansen sputtered.
"I for one thing have complete access to every forerunner installation in this side of the galaxy," he let the realization sink in to us "I am a forerunner and you people blew up the Halo Installation, I will hate to say it but you're all going to die." He pulled out a device from one of his pockets. I instantly reacted, I dropped the shotgun pulled out my pistol and in one smooth motion shot the device out of his hand and brought it up to his face.
"I for one thing have a will to live, Stroggos would you kindly take his Rocket launcher and the device he tried to use?" Stroggos was relieved. He trooped up and took the Rocket launcher and handed it to Jansen, He always liked Rocket Launchers so it was his. Stroggos then walked to where the device is and to his horror, another forerunner came up and smashed him so hard in the face I doubted if he would live. A marine fired his AR at the Second forerunner and hit dead home. The forerunner fell backwards and black blood was splattered everywhere. I retook control of the situation and walked up to the device, I took it and looked at the buttons. It read Attack, defend, gather, mutate, stand down, or other.
"What the Hell? What is this Forerunner?" I asked him with a growl with forerunner.
"A device for controlling the Flood's actions." He replied if I was a stupid idiot.
"Thanks, I keep this handy." I slipped it in my pocket. "Jansen, please make sure that Stroggos is in one piece.
"Stroggos is out cold sir, And that hit broke his left mandible and I'll say that he'll talk with a lisp for the next few weeks. Drakk_n finally piped up and asked for the radio. I handed it to him and he called base and reported that the flood was no threat anymore. What was really bad was that there was no response.
"That's bad. Okay team lets mount up and head on out. Oh and you, Forerunner, you're coming. Security wheel with him in the middle, I'll take point. I holstered the pistol picked up the shotgun and we returned to the base. The place was quiet like it was a ghost town. There wasn't any blood or signs of battle just no one was there.
"Okay...Search for survivors. I'll guard him." I pointed to the forerunner.
"I know what happened to your comrades, good Reiyou," he said quietly.
"Yeah and what happened. Its not like anyone will just give up to the flood.Or do you have mental control as well, oh great one." I said sarcastically.
"The defenses were never activated and somebody stumbled on to them. I guess it really does work, the Disintegrator." He finished.
"And what does this do?" I asked him. I took off the shield and threw it onto a crate of AR clips.
"Its quite simple really, a single spotter come into a room undetected and flies to the top. After this it gives target data of all organic targets. Then 4 small plates pop up out of the floor and fire a single missile. Inside of these missiles are small drones that carry an anti-matter rifle in them. The result you could say is quite satisfying." He finished. I so wanted to end his life. Jansen I guessed sensed this and chilled me very quickly.
"Sir, Chill out before I will make you." He growled at me.
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