*This is about the rules of the BC project - not the same as in BR! (Yeah, the events didn't start up yet. ^^") *
Chapter 3
They didn't look like glass any longer, the whole things made of solid steel. Whatever they were. They seemed, that they were robots with spider legs- they might have been used as super secret military weapons as it was demonstrated by Moskvin's words:
„ Ain't they beautiful? These are the so-called Terror Drones, but we pet them 'Teddy' under the lap. You know, like Teddy Bears. But it wouldn't be advised to sleep with them nor to meet, because they are able to execute someone with a single attack. Whether it is a well trained soldier. Or rather they are programmed to tear the victims apart and of course they do it in the most painful way. They also like playing with the prey before killing." he said that with great gesticulation and short marks, so despite the poor knowledge of English everyone could translate the main things, they want to know.
Moreover the commander spoke about these creatures with so deep emotion as if they were his own pets. He was quite disappointed, leastwise Sonoko saw that as she looked at the man's face. In her opinion, the reaction of the class wasn't that reaction he expected. He waited for chaos, confusion and upheaval, but silence came instead of that. All the students stood transfixed with horror, many sullen-browed eyes filled with tears. Meanwhile, the Terror Drones crawled in the room far and wide in their small legs - from the floor to the ceiling, then back - the sharp end of the mechanical limbs, with which they used to attack, were knocking into the cold floor sounded like Morse codes. It is worth a pensiveness, that contradistinction to Moskvin's words, why don't the Terror Drones attack them. Perhaps at the moment they are programmed in this way.
That explains why there is no need for military custody, or some other solution to force the class to behave themselves, the soviets want to follow that through with the Terror Drone-monsters. These had put an end to the lowest level of whispering, the students could only think about their own life (everyone cast a sidelong glance onto the running Teddies) and of course had to listen what Moskvin was saying. Fatal error, the system crashed. Someone, PLEASE RESET!
Moskvin returned to his earlier message:
„As I've already said, your only task is to kill one another. You are now taking part in a game which is being organised to your honour and we threw good money after that, not to mention the preparation works... So I suggest you to do your best by killing your friends."
It could be read on many faces, 'thank you, the soviets shouldn't had to work that much for their sake, really', but their slightest fear was greater than setting up for that. They couldn't say a single word because of their dry throat.
„ Is there anyone who would like to get out of the game, and don't feel like carrying through?"
The question was completely innocent, there wasn't any anger, hatred or objection in Moskvin's tone. The 3 / e found it very suspicious after all, when the good English speakers translated the sentence for the others, many of the kids gathered their brows.
„ Well?" Moskvin was waiting for the answers innocently.
This is not good . In no wise. Who will rise its hand, he or she will be shot down for sure. Not to speak of, when those Terror things cut them up... that is equal to riding for a fall. That would be stupid ... but what if ... What if everyone raises hands as one man? Everyone will be executed? It wasn't worth all the trouble and the candle then, in case of that, if Moskvin's babbling is true. Why not, anyway? This guy is quite a 'sado'.
A couple of minutes passed, when they all thought the things through in their own way. Finally, a few raised their arms. All the others watched the movements of their mates, always waiting for the response of others. Let's say this is the typical 3/e. If you do, then I do it, too. Following this method, within a short time all 35 students had their hands in the air (with a token of response time). Some have raised both their hands.
„ I see. Then I'll show you the exit." the commander wasn't so frustrated than the kids first thought. Maybe there is even so a trap?
That came immediately to Sonoko's mind, she didn't hope from this promise too much but as she looked on the others face, she saw a small light of hope in their eyes. She still esteemed her bad dream a foreboding, even it is completely out of the kidnapping.
Moskvin was at the enchained door in no time, opened the padlock with a small key and then he showed the exit with arms wide open. That movement meant only one: you can freely go now.
There was dark in there, because the Terror Drones were the lamps themselves, and as they came to life, there wasn't anything to give brightness. Now, the room was flooded by strong light from the corridor nearby, the students lurched for a minute because of the sudden came glare. They could hardly believe that their freedom is only an arm's length away, after that Moskvin had said so many horrible things about this hostage-stuff. At the head of the group Anri Souma, Katsumi Wakai and some of the boys took a step forward uncertainly, but they cast a sidelong glance at Moskvin. It seemed, that their vexation was unnecessary for the time being, he only stood there in his place and was waiting for the kids to leave. Maybe this was only a test? Some foretaste just in case if the superpowers were still at war. What if it wasn't for real? Very rude for a joke anyway.
Many students were already convinced by the pretence, and also very relieved knowing, that it was really just a joke. They didn't hesitate longer, the crowd got going toward the exit as one man. Yeah, everything will be fine, the bus and the teachers will be waiting for them in front of this building.
Everyone wanted to be the first, who leaves the room, so a minor scuffle occurred. Her mates take Sonoko off her legs, only the tailenders could go at an easy pace. These tailenders were namely the Ryusaki-twins. The two boys kept quiet all the time Moskvin was speaking a short time ago, even if the others were screaming and weeping at the rising of the Teddies. Kinji's and Riki's face was always totally empty and calm and they acted like someone, who actually isn't there. Are they interested in this kidnapping? Or do they have feelings at all? If yes, and they are afraid like the others, they can dissemble it very well.
Sonoko managed to reach the opened door side by side with Nana Bunya, only one step remained, and they can also see the last of that madman Moskvin.
Suddenly the row stopped. That was because of the person, who stood in the forefront. The other person close on his or her tail wasn't quick enough, so he or she knock up against the previous one and this effect swept over the row from the beginning to the end. The forefronter got the biggest push, Michio Otomo punched poor Ben Ugaki so much, that the boy fell forth and landed on the floor.
Nobody helped him standing to his feet, what would make them do it? Who wants to be the lunch of the huge and bulky grizzly bears crawling along the corridor? The class screamed full-throated, both boys and girls, everyone turned round immediately and run back to Moskvin. When the last student tumbled into the dark room, the commander closed the door and returned the chains and the padlock to their place. Luckily, no one struck in the other side of the door.
I mean...
A frantic yell sifted to the safe place, someone screamed so painful if he was skinned alive. Now the boy, whom Moskvin locked out, began to batter at the door with his fists like hell.
"Somebody's crowded out!" gawped Nichie Shiomi flabbergasted and laid her hands on the lip.
"You can't help him." said the soviet sternly, but he was hardly able to hide his smile.
The helpless boy didn't give up, still tried to open the door. He failed to do this, because Moskvin had locked it up minutes ago.
"Ben!" Goushi Kakutama finally noticed the absence of his best friend whom he knows since kindergarten. They used to spend most of their free time together.
Now Goushi fell onto his knees and shielded his face with both palms. Sonoko bet she saw him crying, but it's okay. It's not a shameful thing.
Unexpectedly, Moskvin and the 34 students heard a big whoomp mixed with a roaring voice, then came something sounded like cracking bones and bursting flesh. Ben passed over in silence with a last death-rattle. For good. With that all the other noises broke off, everything were silent again. So what happened? Let's say it out without shuffle: Ben was killed by those bears, those WAR Bears.
Soviets prefer using thorough-paced bears as scouts on battlefield instead of attack dogs, they look upon them grimmer, more brutal and better warriors.
More girls started to cry quietly, it was quite hard to accept an additional death. First Fukashi, and now Ben... and this sh*thead is only laughing and laughing, more and more loudly like a crazy bastard!
Sonoko clenched her fists, she couldn't tell, how angry she was. Moskvin haven't stopped laughing yet, his echoing voice was louder than everything else: the sniffles, whinings and other noises came from the desperate boys and girls.
"You... you seriously... thought..." he could barely speak while he was laughing full-throated " I let you... go... freely? Hahahaha!"
He didn't noticed in his great cheer, that he has spoken Japanese now, he switched over it from English. After a long time Moskvin loured and smiled only once or twice.
Haynau, Austrian general would have been glad, if he had known, that he has a partner, who is maybe more cruel than him... if Haynau had lived in that age. Sensation! The Hyena of Brescia and the Hyena of Leningrad teamed up with each other!
"Let's get back to the game." the commander rubbed his hands and swept his eyes over the class umpteen times.
"And where do we know the rules? We haven't read that sh*it book!" someone said immediately with full of contempt in the voice.
Sonoko would bet on that, that more than half of the 3/e is staring at her in these moments. She could feel many look on her face, but cannot decide, the interruption was for her or Moskvin.
The soviet decided to stay by Japanese speaking, he thought to be "gracious" to the kids and show them his pro language skills. And of course, thus they can understand better, what to do next.
"I wanted to tell the rules just now, and going to tell right away, if you will be so nice and shut your mouth!" the voice was fulsome again, the students started to have bad feelings again.
"You do not have to know the story, because you have to do other things here. The main thing is equal: you-have-to-kill-one-another" he purposely heightened the last words with upraised first finger to give weight to his words.
"But! The task is not only solo-work, 'coz sometimes it can be verrry boring, so there will be team work at times. That means, every girl get a boy for partner. There are more girls, so there aren't enough boys to go round, and in that case that girl get a girl partner or will be alone. Understood?"
Nobody answered, he construed that the sign of appreciation. So Moskvin continued excitedly:
"And the pairs not will be for example: first boy with the first girl , the second boy with the second girl etc. That's too predictable. Your watch draw random."
On the score of something, Moskvin was overjoyed at seeing the class noticing the watches on their wrists first time. Sonoko had found her piece after the rousement. The amazement and the enquiry let the students forget for an instant, where they were actually.
"These watches will be you help in the course of the game. These are multifunction devices, have a built-in intelligent microprocessor with own integrated memory case. The gadget can be used as a GPS-machine or a compass and has also a built-in neon reflector; it's quite hard - 100 watt strong - so I've already told you a tip with that: this lamp is good for lighting into the enemy's eyes, haha. We can follow your physical status and hear your voice through a mini-microphone, if we please. Useful, huh? They have radio-wave connection with our control room-computer, which will control everything: your watches accept its order and display to you. Here we go, with that resolution the old Battle Royale system aka. the paper map, sharpie, separate compass and broadcasting updates were eliminated." the leader dried up. He may waited for handclaps or any regard, but the class remained in silence.
They take him more for a fool. Fool? No, it's not the right word. Rather insane. Totally flake. Who spend his/her free time with developing such killing-games?
"Much more practical in that way." he continued " Oh, I almost forgot... We're going to send commands via text messages from the control room. Your gadget can receive incoming transmissions, but outgoing calls can't be managed, so I heighten it: DO NOT TRY SUCH THINGS!"
He leant toward the people in the first row so much, that he splattered their clothes with gob.
"Don't sh*t yourself if the incoming message comes perhaps via video call. You know, it works like the webcam chat. The small display of your watches function like a monitor at that moment and the conversational partner's face can be seen. I will be that one usually, but who knows... You can see me, too and what is more!" he represented this useful side of the invention with another upraised first finger of him (Sonoko was willing to stick her middle finger - namely the 'fu*ck you' finger up at him) "we can hear each other's voice! I'm such a wonderful mind, dontcha think?"
"F*cking sure." a boy from the end of the row muttered ironically, just those've heard it, who were sitting right in the near.
Moskvin started strolling in the tight room, making small circles, while he was speaking faster than before:
"Thus we can also locate your position and find out, what you are doing. That's the point of this whole sh*t actually, that's why you can't take the watches off..."
The soviet commander said the last sentence mainly to Fukashi Murata (boys, #7), wherefore he tried to get off his piece since the man started this expositive speech.
Moskvin stopped next to Murata and only watched the boy with the hands in his pocket. He seemed thinking about something very firmly, but finally said out loudly.
"I hoped, that you are more clever and manage to explode yourself."
That was enough for Murata, he stopped poking the wristwatch immediately as some of his mates did the same.
"Yeah, just as I said!" Moskvin noticed with a wide smile, that the interest of the class came to life again.
"Remember, the watch can check your physical status! So if your heart stop beating without any premise, it assumes, that the owner got it off. Summa summarum1: the moment the device get separated from your wrist, the whole goes BOOM! (- the members of the 3/e recoiled as one person -) It's going to explode!"
The number of students: 34 persons
Ben Ugaki eliminated
[1]In total.
