Chapter 4: G41's Commander
Driving along a dirt path towards the designated town called Gaundor. Pancake sat laying against my back while I drove Harley though we weren't being quiet. The silence was getting old so we decided to sing a bit which got us a few disbelieving looks. But singing an old GMV and NEFFEX song "That's What It Takes" from waaay back then is fun. Takes the mind off things because we remind ourselves of happier times.
L: "Let's go
Yeah
I'm like an addict
Oh, I gotta have it"
Pancake presses her back against mine chuckling as she sang aloud with enthusiasm. Front paw to the air dramatically.
P: "I ain't even playing
Got a really bad habit
If it moves gotta grab it
Fuse like a magnet"
Weaving through some road twist carefully I listened to Scabs report any minute changes. A feral grin forming on my face slowly as certain things are tracked. The Dolls in the transports are watching us carefully as we sing and drive.
L: "Lose won't have it
Till I'm doomed in a casket
I ain't playing got a weird mind
If you work eight hours, I'ma work nine"
Making a sharp left turn a ELID beast trying to sneak attack from the woods meets Pancake. Who like the good war time therapy dog she is eviscerated the thing with a sound based hyena laugh bark attack. Kicking it into gear I drove around the area a Fusion Sawed Off forming in my right hand.
P: "If the shit tastes sour, you should taste mine
I'ma stay in power for a long time
Get up
Nah, I ain't a quitter"
Ramming into a bear turned ELID it stumbles back but never gets a chance to retaliate. Blasting it center mass with my sawed off it flies back from the kick of the laser weaponry. Crashing through a tree while bluish blood stains the armored plating around the front of Harley. Banking right an ELID dressed as firefighter crashed into the path, Pancake barking out a laugh when Thompson fucking rams the thing with an APC. Sucker went flying like a ball before one of the snipers in a transport truck popped up and blew its head off.
L: "Toss me the ball I'm a really big hitta
Big picture
I'm a straight killa
Ry send this song to the highest bidder"
Standing up on Harley another sawed off forming in my left hand I used my feet to steer and drive. Weapons free as the laser weaponry sang a chorus of destructive force when an ELID was stupid enough to get in sight range. Pancake was having a ball though with giggling like a mad pup as she kept barking ELID's to death. The Doll's watching us as if we're doing something ludicrous. Live a long time and learn some neat things! Like feet driving while balancing on a motorcycle as you fire guns. Sometimes rockets.
P: "Got juice, got gas, I'ma move fast
New shoes, new tracks, like who's that?
I'm new come back better than last
Yeah, it's a new me, never gonna look back"
Pancake hoping onto the trailer we are towing deployed her weapons system in full. Ballistic and laser weaponry popping up at points on her giant frame. A deranged grin on her muzzle as her weapons ripped through a on coming pack from the right in some woods. The Dolls not driving or enclosed in an APC were letting bullets fly as the ELID's seemed to try different tactics.
L: "I'm never gonna look back
'Cause damn I was built to last
You move slow and I move fast
And that's facts"
Growling a bit white flames slowly started popping and burning out across my body. My eyes narrowing as my weaponry switched to Fusion Desert Eagle's. The laser weaponry firing off louder as the shots ripped through several ELID's, a small trail of white flames disapating in the air after each shot. The ELID's seeing the damage tapper off from attacking in a swarm. The VERY smart one's leaving while communicating between their packs. Only the feral ELID's still hounding us.
P: "Only I can make a change
Slowly take a step today
I will never be the same
'Cause that's what it takes"
Feeling the gaze on my back the white flames coil around my hands and guns. Taking a deep breath to calm myself and center my growing berserker episode. My body moves quickly Scabs and my experiences guiding it to react in unnatural ways to the changing situation. Shots of roaring flaming laser shots rip through and incenerate any high jumping or low running speedy ELID's.
L: "I take shots to the top I'll get it
I got one life, I'ma do all to win it
I do what's right, pushin till I fall I'm slipping
Then get back up, always stand tall I'm grinning"
Springing from my bike with a light jump into the air Harley tilts forward slightly before bumping back down. Scabs taking control of the onboard assist driving system it had added in sometime ago to drive Harley. Changing weapons in the air to a honey combed rocket launcher called Hive I watched the surroundings. Aiming towards a larger off pack near the rear the white flames attached to the rockets. Squeezing the trigger twenty flaming compact rockets eject.
P: "I got cuts real deep, been bruised and scarred
I had to learn how to think with my head not heart
I've been chewed, up spit out, torn apart
But pickin up all the pieces is a form of art"
The rockets blow the pack away splashing fire around with a thirst for blood. The flames catching some area's on fire but they extinguish quickly given that those things have no blood. After all these damn flames only appear when I start getting enraged at surviving so long.
L: "I'm never gonna look back
'Cause damn I was built to last
You move slow and I move fast
And that's facts"
Falling down towards the ground once more I switched weapons to my good old Stoner 63. Favorite light machine gun honestly so its only fitting I use it for this part. Nearly hitting the ground behind an APC several Doll hands grabbed me and hauled my in partially. My gun barking out a stream of bullets as if cackling like a hyena enjoying a joke. The ELID's behind us getting shredded by rounds from it shredding them apart.
P: "Only I can make a change
Slowly take a step today
I will never be the same
'Cause that's what it takes"
Breaking off from attacking us the ELID forces double back to eat their dead friends instead. Looking at the Dolls who pulled me inside the APC I chuckle seeing G41, Grizzly, AA-12, Vector, Chauchat, PKP, TMP, NZ75, Ballista, and HK33 looking at me as if I'm some mythical creature.
"I know my guns are awesome but you don't need to stare."
That snapped them out of their funk with G41 hyperactivly wagging her…. Tail? Like the dog she acts like while grinning like a feral beast as her canines show. A bit of blue blood on them and her name sake gun. Did she bite an ELID before getting reminded to shoot it?
"Your fucking nuts Commander…. Kinda wish I could pull that stuff off now, because you sounded like you were showing off."
Looking at NZ75 I shake my head while my gun is reabsorbed. This catching the Dolls attention as they look at me trying to discern where the gun went.
"Your not going to find my guns on me even if you stare that much."
"Then where did you weapon go?"
Glancing at Ballista I leaned against the APC's still open doorway. Sighing as I ask an important question first.
"What do you know about me before I got on base?"
They thought about it but TMP quietly answered with a voice that's almost a whisper.
"Springfield mentioned some Commander's see you as a machine only…."
"You'd be right partially little one. In nineteen fifty-five I was doing a field OP with my old special forces team called Wendigo, we worked for the United States Military. Well they had orders… so I was given to a group called Paradous I think they were called. In nineteen sixty their latest experiment… made me no longer Human basically. I'm still alive because of an fuckin alien technically advanced adapting armor.
Armor that won't let me die, it feels bad as its AI has said at times but I've adapted to and cannabilized a lot of things into it. My weaponry being a small part of that, which everything is still ever changing, but its been a hundred twenty-five years since I was born. In these years I've worked as a mercenary getting a reputation of sorts. That I've been seen as only a machine of war, not a person anymore, like you girls however people like Dolls for the most part. Me? I'm an abomination to a lot of people being neither Human or machine, and that confuses people as they fear and hate what they can't understand.
So when those self important dick nuggets said those things, even though they've worked with me, I'm just a tool to them. A good little toy soldier to march into no return missions because I'll return in the end. Even if my guts get ripped out and ate, I will still come back. That they'd start a betting pool on what injuries I'd have and if I'd actually come back. They like Pancake she's a T-Doll and because she's a good pup, no question about that with how our treatment would differ from employers. Just yeah because of my situation I could get treated lower than even you girls. Numbingly I've grown used to being treated like that though."
Blinking I take in that's the longest I've spoken in forty years since the Italy torture. The girls look between disgusted and surprised at the little information I've graced them with. Stepping backwards I land on the trailer of my bike next to Pancake as it drives by. G41 though seems to not want let me out of sight now as the rabid Doll followed me. Her red and blue chromatic eyes watching me rather intensely as if she's going to bite me. But she just plops down and watches me while blandly stating something as if its a fact.
"I'll bite anyone who mistreats the nice Commander unlike creep Commander. Creep Commander tried grabbing my butt so I bit him, you nicer than him."
Narrowing my eyes I didn't miss that tidbit.
"Commander Jackoby tried to grab your butt? I think I'm going to need to teach a kid respect when we get back to base."
At this G41 grins with her's wiggling a bit her eyes practically shining bright even in the light. Shrugging I hopped back onto my bikes seat taking control back and deciding to park for our second break. We only have six miles left till we reach our destination so it'd be a good idea to check stock and relax a bit after that fight.
Level Two, Griffchan forums
Sitting around a large table in area marked as "On OP's" are around seventy T-Dolls. Each one talking about their OP and one of the new Commander's, an amused G41 cackling at the mention of her ripping an ELID's throat out with her teeth. The rest shake their heads at the feral T-Doll remembering SOPMOD who also bites but is more eager to rip you apart. Between the two G41 is more unhinged in that department, since the T-Doll has tried ripping a Commander's throat out with her teeth. Yet when they mention their new Commander's the Doll blinks before saying something as if its an absolute fact.
"Nice Commander made me 'Puppy Chow Steak' for lunch before we left. Creep Commander grabbed my butt so bit him. I like Nice Commander more though he's also wild, he tore through ELID's with no fear. I fear swarms that big. But if any stupid Human's treat Nice Commander badly at town I'm going to bite them."
"Huh… the rabid dog is wanting to DEFEND someone not maul them. That's a first because she usually bites regardless of who you are if she doesn't like you."
Python scratched her cheek while looking over the golden blonde haired Doll as she gnaws on the table. Springfield looking around before tilting her head recalling what all was used to make G41's lunch.
"Well Commander Lockhart when he I couldn't tell him exactly what G41 liked to eat. He decided to make something from memory that his old great dane liked to eat. Which is what she mentioned 'Puppy Chow Steak' made from steak with pink in the center but tender to chew, red wine, sauteed mushrooms, white rice, thin diced carrot flakes, cooked onions, dark brown gravy with some beef flavoring, and cooked green peppers. He looked very nostalgic talking about how he liked to make it for him during college."
This got their attention knowing some more about their Field Commander. Tokarev laying her chin on the table looked at Springfield asking something to get some more information from the cafe worker.
"What did he go to college for if he mentioned it Springfield."
"Wildlife and Forestry Conservation to be a Ranger for a park. However, any able bodied male was conscripted into the military when he graduated. Since then he was all soldier…. He looked regretful asking if his dog missed him as he basically left and never came back. Then he focused on cooking for a while till M4A1 complained about him being depressed."
"Hey! His eyes looked dead yet scary, I was making him not look ready to murder something!"
Contender leaned back in her seat rubbing her face a bit with her hands. Thinking of various things relating to this new Commander. Thunder looked at the ceiling of the building in Level Two as everyone talked about things. It was a rather all over the place conversation until G41 and TMP suddenly left. The rest not really questioning it much given their personalities.
G41 POV
Leaving that boring meet up I blinked and looked around. The Nice Commander was cleaning the ELID blood off his bike with TMP standing near him as Pancake rested nearby. He seemed to be teaching the curious Doll something currently as he gestures to the ELID blood. Stalking over to them on all fours silently, my eye's study the two closely. The Commander has a full face mask on currently while looking at the front end of his bike.
Sniffing the air I smell chemicals… and rust? Looking over at the bike I see the ELID blood turning to rust before the Commander scraped it off. Leaving a clean shiny section on the bike beneath the rust. Did he rust the blood to use it as a cleaning agent? That's interesting! I wonder if he'd teach me? Though I'm pretty dumb on science stuff. That probably means I wouldn't remember the sciency method unless it can be used to kill an ELID? A finger pokes my nose, blinking in confusion. I looked at the offender.
It was the Nice Commander. He did the… boop? I think that is what Sigmon called it. Looking at him I didn't want to bite him, he was just getting my attention. Poking him back my ears twitched in satisfaction seeing TMP and him look confused. I have out done myself, not biting the Commander for touching me unprompted! TMP though is looking at me funny, I hate that look. Showing my teeth she flinches but the Commander rubs my head. Blinking in confusion I felt weird but comfortable so I pushed my head against his gloves hand.
Growling slowly with my eyes closing. The Commander chuckled while rubbing my head still, his fingers lightly digging into my ears to scratch briefly at moments.
"Good G41, your hair and ears are pretty damn soft. Kinda like it honestly."
Those words caused a small overheating growling out loud rumbling sigh. I feel absolutely blissful at this moment.