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Chapter 3: Winter Wonderland.
'Feth, is it cold out here!' thinks Matt, who has spent the last week walking through the Tundra of New Russia. 'Why the feth am I even on this rock again! Geez. They could've sent somebody who was experienced in this sort of problem, but nooooo, they have to send me. And Why the Feth did I take the Northern route. Oh yeah, to avoid the Fethin Blue! Damnit! High command could have at least given me some better weaponry to fight these damn things,' he thinks as he trudges through the snow at the dead of night. 'Or at least a fething flashlight.'
***One Hour Later***
'Hmmm,' thinks Matt. 'Finally, a town.' As Matt walks into town, he notices a Blue hive in the center. However, this one's nowhere as big as the ones he's seen lower in the continent. 'Looks like I was right,' he thinks, 'the Blue hate cold temperatures. Not like I can fethin' blame them! Huhh? What's that?' As Matt looks around, he sees an armored bunker near the center of the city, about 2-3 miles from the nest. 'You have to be kidding. A Guard Supply Bunker. Finally, some Luck!' He thinks, heading full speed to the bunker, making sure to avoid anything that could alert the Blue of his presence. He sees that one of the walls was bashed in. Heading through the hole, he sees discarded weapons everywhere. Offering a quick prayer to the brave defenders of the base, he sets off to collect supplies.
***Half Hour Later***
'Now this is more like it!' thinks Matt, looking at what he salvaged: Mk IV Carapace Armor with a removable thermal layer, a Cadia pattern Hellgun, and a larger backpack, as well as 12 Krak Grenades, in addition to his Plasma Pistol. 'Hmmm. What else is here...you gotta be kidding me?!' thinks Matt, rushing over to a corner of the armory, and removing a tarp. 'It is! A Cyclops!' An evil grin forms on Matt's mouth. 'Now, I'm gonna have some fun.'
***6 Hours Later***
Matt allows an evil smirk to come over his face (AN: Think of a Vegeta Smirk) as he completes his job. 'Ok then, thanks to the men stationed here, the computer has a complete map of the Blue hive here. Now, by programming an auto-run program into the CPU of the Cyclops, and wiring every last Meltabomb to the detonator fuse of the Cyclops' Demo charge, when this thing goes up.bye bye Blue nest.' Picking up the remote control, Matt manages to get the Cyclops out of the bunker, and into a direct line to the hive. He then activates the program, and sets the remote down, as the mini-tank goes off on it's last mission. 'God Speed, little Tank! May you take down the bastards that slaughtered your operators,' thinks Matt, as he turns around and starts running as fast as he can.
'Given the extra explosives I Duct taped and wired on to the thing, and given that the force of all of them will be felt all at once, that means...it's time to get my ass outta here pronto!!!' It takes Matt 40 min to escape from the Town, lucking out as no Blue spotted him. Just as Matt hits the countryside, the night sky lights up. Matt turns around to see the hive in flames. 'Serves ya right, ya bastards!' He thinks, but is interrupted by a beeping noise from his wrist. 'Shit!' Matt turns around in time to see 2 ground-type armored Blue barreling at him. 'Well, time to see if this gun still works.' Raising the Hellgun, he sights the foremost Blue, and fires. The force of the shot pushes him back a good foot, but the shot is on target, slamming into the Blue, and punching through both the armor and the core with a single shot! 'Feth!' Thinks Matt. 'This thing's got one hell of a kick to it.' Quickly sighting the other one, Matt fires again, making sure to brace himself for the shot. Just like the first, the shot goes clean through the Blue.
'Good. Now I've got some decent equipment. Now I just need some wheels.' Matt decides to look around the countryside, but has no luck, despite searching for the better part of the night. However, as he's walking on the road heading West, he spies a motorbike lying on the ground. He decides to inspect it. 'Hmmm. It's somewhat rusty, and probably won't run. But hell, not like I got any better choice. He turns the key, and tries revving the engine. Surprisingly, the engine roars to life. 'Good. Now I just need some fuel.' Matt looks around, and notices that there are two fuel cans in the ditch to his right. Inspecting them, he discovers that both cans are plastic, and both are full. Emptying half of one into the tank, he straps the tanks to the sides of the bike, and mounts up. 'Ok!' thinks Matt. 'I've got 7 days to reach Vikanor. I've got a full tank of gas, fully armed and armored, and half a pack ofbac-sticks. Time to hit it!' Revving the engine, Matt speeds off in the direction of Vikanor Space Base.
Chapter 3: Winter Wonderland.
'Feth, is it cold out here!' thinks Matt, who has spent the last week walking through the Tundra of New Russia. 'Why the feth am I even on this rock again! Geez. They could've sent somebody who was experienced in this sort of problem, but nooooo, they have to send me. And Why the Feth did I take the Northern route. Oh yeah, to avoid the Fethin Blue! Damnit! High command could have at least given me some better weaponry to fight these damn things,' he thinks as he trudges through the snow at the dead of night. 'Or at least a fething flashlight.'
***One Hour Later***
'Hmmm,' thinks Matt. 'Finally, a town.' As Matt walks into town, he notices a Blue hive in the center. However, this one's nowhere as big as the ones he's seen lower in the continent. 'Looks like I was right,' he thinks, 'the Blue hate cold temperatures. Not like I can fethin' blame them! Huhh? What's that?' As Matt looks around, he sees an armored bunker near the center of the city, about 2-3 miles from the nest. 'You have to be kidding. A Guard Supply Bunker. Finally, some Luck!' He thinks, heading full speed to the bunker, making sure to avoid anything that could alert the Blue of his presence. He sees that one of the walls was bashed in. Heading through the hole, he sees discarded weapons everywhere. Offering a quick prayer to the brave defenders of the base, he sets off to collect supplies.
***Half Hour Later***
'Now this is more like it!' thinks Matt, looking at what he salvaged: Mk IV Carapace Armor with a removable thermal layer, a Cadia pattern Hellgun, and a larger backpack, as well as 12 Krak Grenades, in addition to his Plasma Pistol. 'Hmmm. What else is here...you gotta be kidding me?!' thinks Matt, rushing over to a corner of the armory, and removing a tarp. 'It is! A Cyclops!' An evil grin forms on Matt's mouth. 'Now, I'm gonna have some fun.'
***6 Hours Later***
Matt allows an evil smirk to come over his face (AN: Think of a Vegeta Smirk) as he completes his job. 'Ok then, thanks to the men stationed here, the computer has a complete map of the Blue hive here. Now, by programming an auto-run program into the CPU of the Cyclops, and wiring every last Meltabomb to the detonator fuse of the Cyclops' Demo charge, when this thing goes up.bye bye Blue nest.' Picking up the remote control, Matt manages to get the Cyclops out of the bunker, and into a direct line to the hive. He then activates the program, and sets the remote down, as the mini-tank goes off on it's last mission. 'God Speed, little Tank! May you take down the bastards that slaughtered your operators,' thinks Matt, as he turns around and starts running as fast as he can.
'Given the extra explosives I Duct taped and wired on to the thing, and given that the force of all of them will be felt all at once, that means...it's time to get my ass outta here pronto!!!' It takes Matt 40 min to escape from the Town, lucking out as no Blue spotted him. Just as Matt hits the countryside, the night sky lights up. Matt turns around to see the hive in flames. 'Serves ya right, ya bastards!' He thinks, but is interrupted by a beeping noise from his wrist. 'Shit!' Matt turns around in time to see 2 ground-type armored Blue barreling at him. 'Well, time to see if this gun still works.' Raising the Hellgun, he sights the foremost Blue, and fires. The force of the shot pushes him back a good foot, but the shot is on target, slamming into the Blue, and punching through both the armor and the core with a single shot! 'Feth!' Thinks Matt. 'This thing's got one hell of a kick to it.' Quickly sighting the other one, Matt fires again, making sure to brace himself for the shot. Just like the first, the shot goes clean through the Blue.
'Good. Now I've got some decent equipment. Now I just need some wheels.' Matt decides to look around the countryside, but has no luck, despite searching for the better part of the night. However, as he's walking on the road heading West, he spies a motorbike lying on the ground. He decides to inspect it. 'Hmmm. It's somewhat rusty, and probably won't run. But hell, not like I got any better choice. He turns the key, and tries revving the engine. Surprisingly, the engine roars to life. 'Good. Now I just need some fuel.' Matt looks around, and notices that there are two fuel cans in the ditch to his right. Inspecting them, he discovers that both cans are plastic, and both are full. Emptying half of one into the tank, he straps the tanks to the sides of the bike, and mounts up. 'Ok!' thinks Matt. 'I've got 7 days to reach Vikanor. I've got a full tank of gas, fully armed and armored, and half a pack ofbac-sticks. Time to hit it!' Revving the engine, Matt speeds off in the direction of Vikanor Space Base.