BGM: Resistance: Retribution OST - Alternate Main Theme


Two turned to her in surprise.

"I overheard you and Colonel Meyers. You were supposed to become a New-Type blah blah blah. Doesn't Fenrir force those compatible to become God Eaters? How did you get out of recruitment?" She said as she crossed her legs while laying down her gun.


Cargo plane fuselage interior

"How many crates are in this thing anyway?" Bravo Five asked their leader. The wreck was very cramped, so they had to keep from accidentally impaling themselves on the sharp metal sticking out.

"I don't know. All we need to do is get whatever we find outside until the VTOL gets here," Six replied.

He spotted and picked up a crate. It wasn't as big as they expected. It was a small, metallic, square box with a concealable keypad to unlock the crate. Lined with Anti-Aragami Armor, it was designed to protect whatever contents it may have inside. The crates were only used for the most important of items.

"Well, they aren't that heavy, so start picking 'em up," Six said as he grabbed a second and stacked it on top of the first one he obtained.

"M'kay, boss."

"On it, sir."

"Right away, sir."


"Now that's kinda strange. Normally they'd let potential matches go. God Eaters do get a lot of benefits. Us though? Nope. None at all," Three said as she looked at the sky. Two was also sitting on a rock. Both their rifles were leaning on their respective rocks as well.

"Yeah. I know. Maybe the fact that I grew up outside of the Paris Branch might be related to that," Two said as he kicked a rock to the side.

"What?!" Three exclaimed as she turned her head to him in surprise. "You...you grew up out here? Among all these huge-ass monsters?"

"Errr...yeah..." Two replied as he looked down at the snow. "It's kind of a long story-"

"How's the date going, you two?" Four jokingly asked as he and Five walked out of the wrecked fuselage, crates in hand.

"Oh fuck you, Four," Three replied. "I hope you trip or something."

"Hey now, Three. That's not very nice of you," Four said, snickering as Janus spoke through their radios.

"The VTOL's nearing your location now, guys. Be alert though. There's a high Aragami concentration reading in your area."

"Thanks Lieutenant. We'll keep an eye out for them," Six replied as he counted the crates. There were eight crates in total.

"Any more in there?" he asked.

"Yeah. There's one more and it's bigger than the others!" One called out from inside the wreckage. "I'm gonna need help with this bloody thing!"

The sound of the VTOL could be heard in the distance. Meanwhile, Four and Five were helping One carry the last crate out.

"Thanks, mates."

"Eh. No sweat."

"You're welcome, amigo."

As they were carrying them out, Two could see the VTOL over the mountains already. He turned to inform them.

"Guys! Transport's here!"

The black V-22 Osprey with a wolf logo hovered near the wreckage. The door on the side opened and one of the pilots called out to them.

"Bring those crates over here! I'll help you put 'em inside!" he shouted as the squad picked up all the crates and brought them right near the Osprey. The co-pilot helped Six, One and Two up into the VTOL. Four, Five and Three started passing crates up to them. The biggest one was the last.

"Damn! What were they transporting in these anyway?" The co-pilot asked Six.

"Sorry. Can't tell you.." Six replied.

"I knew that was a stupid thing to ask. Classified shit, right?" The pilot said.

Six nodded as he signaled the others on the ground to get into the vehicle. When the last to get on was Four, they heard a loud roar.

"What was that?!" One asked.


BGM: God Eater OST - An Approaching Nightmare (Forgotten Carrier Remix)


"Shit! FOUR! GET IN! NOW!" Six shouted down as he reached his hand out. Four immediately grabbed it and climbed on.

"Phew! That was close!" Four said as he took a seat.

"That's all! Lift off!" The co-pilot shouted to the pilot. As the Osprey lifted off, a Fallen Kongou climbed on top of the cliff.

"Shit! It's a Kongou!" Fives yelled. It roared again as it prepared to lunge at the Osprey.

"TWO! GET ON THE MG NOW!" Six ordered. Two was the nearest so he mounted the GShG-7.62 machine gun on the side of the door and started firing at the Aragami's head. It was no use as it just scratched it's skin as the Fallen Kongou jumped at them. Luckily, the pilot turned the Osprey away at the right moment, the Kongou barely scratching the underside of the plane. It roared in frustration as the VTOL flew away.

"Screw what I said earlier. Now THAT was close!" Four said as he shut the door, with Two pulling back the machine gun as he did.

"Bravo Team! Are you okay?" Janus called in.

"We're good. A Fallen Kongou nearly took a bite out of our evac transport. We're heading to the drop-off point now." Six replied.

"Thank God. I was afraid to mark this as a mission failure when you guys were so close to completion. Good work out there, Bravo. Standby for further orders from Command," Janus replied, with the relieved tone in her voice very evident.

"Acknowledged," Six replied.


FSRPA Research Facility

[REDACTED], Scandinavia

Europe

The trip was moderately long. Aside from the occasional Chi-You and Sariel sighting and pass-by of a flock of Zygotes, nothing bothered the Osprey as it made it's way. Despite the snow, there was no turbulence experienced by the aircraft, and the trip was a smooth one at best.

"What the hell are in these boxes that makes them so important?" One asked as he was looking at the eight crates that were secured with straps on the floor.

"Since we're being sent to obtain them, it must mean that they're probably components for a new weapon or something that they're developing in Russia," Six replied. "Talk among us squad leaders is that the Russia Branch encountered some weird shit over there..."

"Well it IS Russia. A lot of weird shit always happens here in Europe," Three said. The pilot butted in.

"Hey guys. Sorry to interrupt but we're almost at the destination," he said. The Osprey landed shortly, with two Humvees waiting to carry the troops and transport nearby. The Black Ops soldiers unloaded the crates from the VTOL and loaded them in the backs of the vehicles, with them entering afterwards.

"Bravo. You got new orders," Janus announced. "You guys have to remain at the research facility until further notice. Your squad is in charge of escorting the crates." The soldiers weren't surprised to hear that.

"Guard duty now? Wow. This stuff might be more important than we thought," Four commented as the Humvees arrived at the second drop-off point, the facility itself.