Boss "example of speech, and stuff"
Flash back "example of text and speech"
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Chapter 2: The looking Shard
"Ever hear the one about the zombie stripper?"
"that's the one about you ex-girlfriend? Eh Lino?"
"yeah, shes a...."
"Both of you shut it. We are approaching the destination"
both of them are solders and at that switch to solider mode and in unison...
"Yes sir!"
"This is a routine pick up. Its been 23.567 hours since the pick-up of the artifact, so we're early"
Lino giving me a fairly quaky look while adjusting his weapon and armor
"We're always early. Isn't that why we are on these missions?"
~Private Jordan O'Leenan. Age 17. He became a Member of my group September 27Th 2020. He was fresh out of middle school. He was always short. But Back then he had a reason. He always acted like a kid, asking to do things, playing pranks. Truthfully i didn't believe the Organization when they said he was the smartest boy on the planet. He IQ'ed at 300. But its my experience that you always drop in IQ over a period of time. Switching potential into raw knowledge. He was always the brightest and funniest person to have ever entered my presence~
"Boss, your getting that look. You alright. "
"Deaner, pay attention to your armor and worry about that, Okay"
"Gentlemen"
A tall man emerged from the cockpit. White suit and the makings and face of a WW3 hero.
" General Shinam. Its an honor to meet you." reaching my hand up in a Standard solute. And watching as he quickly but perfectly saluted back and returned, like a master ..
"gentlemen, your mission here is to link with Team Gamma, the team that sent you the transmission, and escort them to SS . Understood?
"Yes Sir. Do i need to know why we need to escort them? Are they being followed? Do we need excessive force?" Gesturing my gun toward him.\
"I'll just say that there is a chance I'd be lying if I said no. My question is, why only Three men?"
"Pr omission to Speak bluntly Sir"
"Go Ahead"
"Why Not?"
"Hahaha, I like a good smart-ass. The best of luck on the recovery" And just as fog burn away into nothingness, The General Just dissipated into the black of the drop ships cock pit.
The Ship layed quiet for what seemed like minutes. The sound of the engine of the vehicle bounce through the hull and into the tiny room making the silence almost nostalgic. Lino looking continuously at me and waving.
"eh, Boss. Who was He?"
"General Shinamuro of The Shattering War. "
"Really, seriously?"
" do you even know what The Shattering War is?"
Lino looking puzzled taps his fingers on his weapon and opens his mouth
" The End of the world right. 2012. The battle at the ocean."
"That's Right."
~The First year i was in the Navy. April 3rd 2012. Alot of standard naval ships had gone missing, But in weird ways. My ship was part of the search and rescue mission assigned to finding them. I woke up early that day shaved and showered and looked into the mirror at mt hair to see if i needed it cut. I heard the alarm assigned for attack. When i got up to the deck i was only in my pants with shirt in hand. Everyone was up there, everyone. A city in the water. ~
The feeling of a small quake ran through the helicopter. And we were grounded. A voice came over the speaker
"Good Luck Gentlemen"
the doors open to the machine, and we exit onto the launch pad. The three of us to the edge of the cement landing slab just in time for the helicopter to take off. The two men looking to me for the next step in our plan.
"Its 2:00am. We meet with Team Gamma at 11:00am. We have time to get some rest. There is a Hotel in Hiroshima we will be staying at. There will be no casual time in this mission. Nothing is to hamper time in this mission."
The both of the men next to me nod and moved forward off the platform.
I don't really sleep much. Neither does Deaner. He still manages to lay down and close his eyes. Lino snores to much. Its about 7:00am and the sun is up. I can help but go over the message from yesterday. The sword the Batosai held. Its said to be inverted so the blade and the dull are switched. Not very normal for a samurai. But yet again he was one of the biggest mysteries that there is. That's why we are looking for answers.
The sound of the alarm is possibly worse than the noise of war. Its takes my mind and fills it with rage and anger. All i want is to kill the drone of evil white noise. The Devil would probably plead to god himself for the silence of the evil devise.
"Yo, boss?"
I truthfully have to thank Lino for always waking me up. He wakes me like a teenager waking a friend, not like a military officer.
"Lino, what time is it?"
"Time for Cheerios"
"I agree with Lino, i need some food."
Lino always brings a fresh box of Cheerios to eat at the beginning and the end of the mission. Its a tradition in our Group. Cheerios Before and After makes for a happy mission.
Lino wastes no time to get out the yellow box of cereal and put it on the table in front of us. But he more than us wanted some. The look in his eyes like a familiar Blondie boy waiting for ramen. So like tradition, he opens the box, he pours the first bowl and he takes the first bite, just so Deaner and myself can see the look of satisfaction in his eyes. And so he did. But before he dove in he looked up at me and ask :
"hey boss, What do the Japanese say when they get food? Eyes wide and curious, Deaner with a simple expression.
"Idatakimasu" Deaner Looking at me satisfied "really"
but both of us looking at Lino waiting.. .
"IDATAKIMASU!!!!" both of us startled by this just look as he Smiles and starts to eat his cheerios.
Looking at Deaner
all i can say is "I wish I'd've told him some bogus word"
Deaner just laughed and asked "why So the locals think hes crazy"
With some O's stuck to his face and a very well matured milk mustache Lino looks at me with a semi-empty expression.
"who's Crazy?"
"hahaha, just eat your Cheerios!"
Its 11:00am. We are Waiting for Team Gamma. They are late.
"Weapons Check!"
Lino, Deaner and myself begin to run over our Armor and ammo. Each one of us is responsible for the life of our partner, and is to make sure that's they have there self together before ever trying to enter combat.
"Clear"
Then myself
"Ready"
the Deaner
"Clear"
Lino Pulls his knife out And looks around the warehouse. His gaze moves from box to box of stored goods. The fairly well lit room was just as anyone would see it. The sun spilling in and giving sight to the dust fluttering in the air. The young private looks to me.
"in-tell On Gamma"
"Three Males, One female. Each early twenties"
"Gamma Features"
"Military, Clean cut, Standard Gear"
Lino at that looks to me and tightens his gloves.
Deaner prepares his P-112.
"Lino, Whats The word on the streets "
"People everywhere, all loaded with the best money can buy, and they all think low of us"
Deaner ask es the question of the day, one reserved for a possible ambush.
"How many bullets am i gonna need"
Lino, Grins and becomes one with his air, activating his cloak and disappearing into the background like the boxes surrounding him, only giving off a distorted view of his whole figure smudging the background.
"All of them"