The explosion shook the building, gaining the attention of Swindle and Dedan in the interrogation room. "What the fuck was that?" Dedan shouted.
"Felt like an explosion," Swindle said nervously, wringing his hands.
"Dammit! Security got sloppy," Dedan muttered. "This is coming out of their pay."
"Why was that explosion set off for?" Swindle asked.
"Must be Novus attacking us. Probably going after something critical," Dedan replied.
"Should you go out there and help them?" Swindle asked, thinking of a way out of here,
"Hey, I'm not going to ignore my responsibilities and leave you alone, scumbag. It's their fault, they can solve it by themselves," Dedan answered harshly. "It's like I'm working with mentally retarded people who never read a damn book."
"My sympathies," Swindle said, leaning back. Swindle couldn't help but feel something wrong with all this.
"Are you ready?" Swindle blinked.
"What was that?" Swindle asked.
"I haven't say anything," Dedan told him. "You got something wrong up there too," he asked, pointing to his head.
"Remember, once the power is down, we kill Dedan and whoever it is he's interrogating. It's some Cybertronian, so it make take more shots."
Swindle stand up and looked around the room. He didn't see any place else that the voice could've come from as there was no one here but the two of them.
"Is something wrong with you?" Dedan asked, getting up to look down at him.
"Ready. Killing the power in 10 seconds." This was accented by the sound of guns powering up and cocking, a mixture of laser and ballistic based weaponry and they all came from the door.
"A hit squad is coming in," Swindle told him.
"What? When?!" Dedan asked.
"About five seconds," he replied.
"Shit, get on the wall next to the door now!" Dedan told him. Immediately, the two of them both took one side of it as soon as the power was kicked off. Immediately, the door was forced opened, showing four beams of light entering the room. Quickly, gunfire went off in short bursts that ended quickly.
"Hey, they're not there!" a voice pointed out.
"What, is that info faulty?" another asked.
"It shouldn't be," the first one said.
"Alright," said another voice, "let's head out and find Dedan. He has to be around this section somewhere. The sooner we do, the sooner we can get out. That explosion is only going to distract them for so long." With that, the beams of light went away, leaving the two to give silent noises of relief. At that moment, the emergency power went on, bathing the room and hallways with a small light. Slowly, Dedan popped his head out of the doorway to see if they were truly gone.
"Looks like they are gone," he told Swindle. "How did you know?" Dedan asked him.
"I… I don't know. I just heard them from behind the door and knew we had to hide," he replied.
"That's impossible. The doors and walls here are soundproof," Dedan replied, glaring at the merchant.
But, he heard them, loud and clearly. What the frag was going on with him?
"Look, I don't know how, I just did, alright. We have to kill these guys before they realize that they are complete morons for not checking the room," Swindle told him. Dedan glared at the merchant for a little longer before shaking his head.
"You have a point," Dedan agreed, stepping out of the door and into the halls to figure out where they went. "These fuckers are after me."
"Any idea where they might go?" Swindle asked.
"If I were them, I would probably head to the security rooms to figure out our location, but the power's out. They would probably head to the power generators quickly to turn the power back on and use the cameras to figure out where we are."
"So…?"
"We head to the security room and stage an ambush. More than likely there's five of them. One in the security room, four roving around to kill us. We head to the security rooms, kill that guys, and lead the others into an ambush."
"Sounds like a good plan. I assuming you got a gun.
"No, I don't."
"What? Why not?" Swindle asked, shocked.
"Protocol dictates that I can't enter the room with a weapon. Such a stupid rule," Dedan grumbled.
Alright then, lead the way," Swindle told him, gesturing with a wave of his hand. Dedan glared at the mocking 'Con before walking right.
"This way," he told him, running quickly. Swindle followed along as they went through several hallways and corridors, a couple of dead personal in them who decided to stay behind. Dedan quickly cursed them for their incompetence before reaching a big open room with a security room at the end of it. Slowly, Dedan poked his head out to see a lone guard in black armor behind the window to the security room waiting around, looking pretty relaxed with a pistol in his holster. "One motherfucker. Doesn't look too concerned. Easy target," Dedan reported. "Stay here." Dedan crouched and traversed the room and entered the security room, staying out of the guards line of sight. The guard was chatting over a comm. link to his men.
"Yes, it shouldn't be that hard. Just flip a couple switches and you're done. Don't know why you're having such a problem with this," the techie chastised, not knowing that Dedan had already closed the distance between them and was positioning himself to disarm him. Before the techie could speak to his men, Dedan grabbed the pistol from his holster and aimed it at the techie. The techie looked at the interrogator shocked right before the power came back on, bathing the room in an impressive light. Swindle entered the room to see
"You are going to direct them to section C," Dedan told him. The techie looked at the tall figure for a few seconds before saying over the comm. link.
"They're he-"
SMACK!
The techie's head lashed back at the fist made contact with his face and felled to the ground, unmoving.
"Well now, that's going to cause some problems, but at least I get to interrogate him later," Dedan complained as he went to a weapon's locker and pulled out a couple of rifles. "Here, take this," Dedan told him, throwing him one. Swindle caught it and looked at it. It looked to be an advanced ballistic weapon from Arcaedion. He quickly noticed that Dedan's was a laser rifle from Dabola. Both of them were hard-hitting weapons that could chew through armor. "Quick, get to the window," Dedan commanded as he went to the door way. Swindle quickly took his place and crouched behind it, waiting for any of them to come. It didn't take long before he heard something.
"Remember, no messing around. As soon as you see them, shoot," a voice said from the right of the window.
"Dedan, from the right," Swindle whispered.
"Roger. I'll see if I can move to an area where I can flank them. No chances with these guys. As soon as they entered your crosshairs, shoot," Dedan ordered as he went back into the big room and quickly went to a spot across from the security room with good cover. Almost immediately after, four men entered the room, taking cover in the direction of the security room.
"I'm moving in," one of them said, as he went out of cover and quickly approach the security room. Before he could get much further, Swindle quickly popped his head out and fired a quick bullet into the soldier's head, sending him down quick. Immediately, the other members of his squad started firing at his position. Dedan took this opportunity to pop out of cover and shoot a beam into the head of one of the other soldiers.
"We're flank!" one of the two remaining soldiers said as he quickly took cover in between two objects that protected him from both Dedan and Swindle. The other guard tried to reach for better cover, but took a bullet in the leg from Swindle, causing him to flounder. Dedan took this chance to release another beam into his chest, killing him. "Shit!" the last soldier said, as he tried to figure a way out of the situation he was in.
"Hey, fuckhead!" Dedan yelled out. "Put your weapon down and I might not kill you for ruining my day!"
"Screw you!" he said as he tossed something out towards him. Dedan quickly realized that it was grenade intending to blow him to smithereens and quickly leapt out of cover to a different one. The lone guard remaining quickly sent a barrage of bullets in his direction. Swindle quickly poked his head out and shot another bullet straight to the back of the soldiers head, killing him instantly.
"I think that's all of them," Swindle said out loud to Dedan.
"Good," Dedan muttered as he walked out of cover, holding his side. "That'll teach them to mess with me," he muttered as he went back inside the security room. Swindle wondered what he was doing until he quickly kicked the unconscious techie in the stomach, earning a groan of pain from him.
"Alright, tell me, how the fuck did pieces of shit like you got in this building," Dedan quickly questioned. "Tell me, or I'll just put a bullet through you right now," Dedan threaten.
"You'll never get any information out of me," the techie groaned out in pain.
"Why?"
"Because I'm already dead," the techie said with a chuckle. Dedan and Swindle wondered what could he meant until they heard a beep. Than another beep. Than another, quickly speeding in repletion.
"Oh, scrap/shit!" the two said out loud as they quickly made their way out of the room.
BOOM!
An explosion quickly consumed the room, slightly tinging the two as they tumbled to the ground. The two gave a groan as they got back up to see the damage down.
"Well, I'm pissed," Dedan said as he observed the flames in the security room.
"I'm feeling about the same," Swindle agreed. Dedan glared at the criminal.
"Okay, since it's pretty obvious to me now that you're not working these scumbags even without the manifest, I guess you're not guilty of selling them weapons."
"Thank you, I appreciate th-"
"But, you still store a shitload of weapons on our moons and you will still need to be arrested."
"Fragging glitch spawn!" Swindle yelled out.
"Relax. If you sold them the weapons, we would have to take you to a prison where you spend the rest of your long, miserable life there. Since they stole it from you, we'll just have to confiscate the weapons and send you packing with a warning to never come here again," Dedan stressed the last part. "If you do, we'll probably blow you up and save us a of of trouble."
"I guess that's better than going to jail," Swindle agreed, silently relief. Suddenly, loud footsteps came from every hall in the area as a squadron of guards came down each of them.
"We heard gunshots and explosions," one of them said as they observed the area. "Obviously, you took care of them."
"Would one of you pieces of shit please explain to me how the fuck a security breach happened?" Dedan questioned the guards, causing all of them to take an immediate step back.
"Uh, the airfield was bombed, sir. Estimated amount of ships destroyed was around 70%, sir," the same guard replied.
"Wait, does that mean my ship was destroyed!" Swindle questioned as he stepped closer to the guard who was pointing a gun at him.
"Who's he?" the guard ask.
"Someone we arrested today," Dedan replied. "He was a high priority, but that's was obviously erroneous on out intel's part."
"How am I supposed to get off the planet now?" Swindle asked him.
"I reckoned that they'll fix it," Dedan told him.
"Oh, thank Primus," Swindle signed in relieve.
"But you'll be one of the last ones we'll do," Dedan told him.
"How long is that going to take?" Swindle asked.
"Depends on the damage. How bad is it?" he asked the guard.
"At least 50% of the ship damaged are completely destroyed, mostly those caught in the center," the guard replied.
"Where was yours?" Dedan asked.
"Near the center," Swindle growled out.
"Then that's a problem. I suppose we can get you a new ship. You'll just have to sign up as a... special consultant and work it off," Dedan told him.
"And how long will that take?" Swindle asked him.
Dedan thought it through before answering him.
"5 years," he replied.
Swindle run that through in his head before he came up with the appropriate response.
He fainted.
