Kitsune of the Federation
Chapter Two
***FEDERAL NEWS NETWORK***
"Today Federal Officials Announce plans of the Invasion to Klendathu!"
"We bring you live from Fleet Battle station Ticonderoga, were the Invasion will be underway soon. The rumors are circulating whether the invasion will be underway, and all the talk points to tomorrow. Many are enthusiastic about the battle ahead knowing that if the battle is won, then Arachnid Military Operation's will be destroyed indefinitely.
"The armed forces of the Mobile Infantry are soon to touch down; estimating success is great and quick. Many of the troopers here are ready for some action; in fact here are some kids that could eat some bugs for breakfast."
A curly brunette soldier appears her eyes sharp as she spoke confident and ready.
"Ha, yum, yum."
The Federal reporter in the camera is paneled to the right as several more troopers support their comrade's words. In fact an entire section of Troopers appear all smiling, grinning expect one who stands off the right out of frame. Although the reporter asks a tall blond trooper a question, the man's face smiling all the while as if trying to ignore the live feed.
"So trooper you worried about the fight ahead?" asked the FedNet Reporter as the younger but taller man answered laughing a bit awkward, "Hey you drop a nuke down a bug hole, and you get a lot of dead bugs." The reporter nods before another trooper literally butts into the conversation with an arrogant expression but nonetheless anxious to get the invasion underway.
However through the noise of the crowds around the camera where various whistles, cheers and other military
"I hope it's not over until we get some."
The camera pans back to the reporter, "Some say the invasion of the Klendathu will cause more incursions of the Arachnids since a human presence gives aggressive emotions in their natural habitat. However..."
One trooper, pushes the man out of the way before snarling into the camera with eyes of a man who wanted to get even.
"You what I say: I'm from Buenos Aries, I say KILL THEM ALL." He leaves placing his hat back on his head with his fellow M.I troopers ganging up on him in good comradely. They walk off towards some open area with the camera looking to the reporter so seemed interested by that interaction.
The feed cuts off...
Naruto sat near a shop eating a modest meal, his beret was off tucking in his cargo pocket. He wore a standard uniform of the Mobile Infantry except for the jacket. He wore a short sleeved shirt with his Unit's emblem pinned on his right breast. Along with his rank which was on his Beret, however he liked the peaceful quiet. With a pair of black shined boots, he was well at home within the crowded sector with the other soldiers.
In front of him was his 5th Battalions Commander, Major Chris Redfield (1). The man was a bulked to the point where he could bench probably three hundred pounds, with a stern face that had a diagonal scar across his cheek was an indicator to others: don't fuck with him, ever. Dark blue near black hair in a crisp military grade cut, with two brown eyes looking around the area in a calculative vision; the man was paranoid with good reasons.
To the Major's right, was a Lieutenant; in fact it was the very same officer that Naruto himself was talking back at the bar on that Red Planet; his name was Benjamin Reed, fresh out of the Academy which he got selected into the Spec-Ops from a recruiter on Earth.
And finally to Naruto's left was an experienced Sergeant of Alpha Company; 5th Battalion's Recon if there foremost ability was. In fact they were the recon, the first wave into a battle if that was the case. They usually had the go-ahead for the 5th Battalion; it was their assessment of an area to establish a Base of Operations. So the bottom line was that in an area after they scouted the location with quick efficiency, the HQ of the Operation would be located at.
Each Battalion had their own objectives if given a task, so each company of the said Battalion had a role in any area of operations. Usually Alpha Company, well most of them were Recon or used to establish FOB's down the line. The Scouts in other words who did their job so the rest of the Brigade could touch down to set up their A.O.
Also, really fast bastards who could keep the Arachnids at their heels, to draw attention from the heavier shored units who got into position to wipe them out.
But the Sergeant was one of the first men in the Brigade when it first formed, hell he was Naruto's go to man on the field whenever the battle got hairy. By all accounts the man was Senior Sergeant amongst the companies in the entire Brigade; if one had to compare the older ranks in humanities time then he was the Sergeant Major of the Army.
The man was in his early forties but had enough experience to win a third world war, Rex Sanders. Military grade haircut with a grizzled image, the man's clear crystal eyes had enough carnage to fill a whole Federal Fleet up in stories. He was without a doubt a man who lived and thrived on the battlefields, Naruto considered him a mentor when he first encountered the man in a random firefight against the Arachnids.
Inside the Battle Station, literally this was a soldier's dream land.
Between the PX Shops, the tattoos parlors, restaurants and even the occasional rental dorm room meant someone was doing the dirty tango. All in all it was a decent place in space, a massive staging area for the Space Fleet to do their part in making the M.I do their job.
Good shit in other words, a paradise.
The blond colonel sat there chewing his French Fries, he had some chicken next to him on a plate. He left it open for the others at this table, a kind gesture as always to the people he considered as friends. Overall the small four seated table outside a fast food joint hardly drew attention to them, they were Spec-Ops, living without being seen was a given in their Unit. Still they had the moments to relax, as Naruto himself made small conversation with the rest of his soldiers.
"Interesting place isn't it?" he spoke vaguely as the youngest of the group; ironic he was the highest ranked as well. It seemed amusing to anyone seeing this from an outside point of view. Not that anyone wanted to seat near them, big ranks tended to make the mass of Privates jumpy or flat out scared to be around. He didn't blame them at all.
"This place is lively if anything." Reed stated looking over at some young grunts slapping each other in the back after having a few beers from a vending machine. The laughter practically melded with the other forms of communication from a hundred enlisted men and woman.
"Kids won't last long out in the field screaming, fucking making themselves targets. No discipline in my eyes."
The Senior Sergeant Major spoke gruffly folding his arms across his chest, it made Chris smirk if anything.
"Nothing will ever be disciplined unless it's dead Rex, that's why you never smile. Ever wonder if you get a beer you might crack one?" the Major ventured well naturally, the elder man merely snorted in response. Their commander just smiled clearly enjoying the small talk, they were men for conversation but they all damned well respected each other.
Well, on most days anyways.
"He's got a point there, you considered me disciplined when I was knocked out from your training." Naruto commented pointing with a French fry absently making the elder man chuckle from pleasant memories. Oh those were good times making the little bastard waste his energy in Physical training, combative drills and so much more, good times.
The experienced Sergeant Major also loved the days to watch the kid around a track with sixty pound dumb-bells to his legs, just for shit and giggles with him smoking a cigar. The boy made a record three mile run with those, insane of him to do it but well worth the pride in the end to say to other soldiers or instructors.
He was that good, oh he knew it.
"And here you are now sir. My work always guarantees success, one of my previous students Zim I think it was took to my training like water; so you did well kid." The young blond smiled, he enjoyed his teacher's gruff attitude, got along with his father as well without a problem. Hell the two always made his studies or even training a pain in the ass at times but it was worth it.
He wouldn't have had it any other way.
"So how's the rest of the Battalion doing? I hear they're taking their shore leave interesting." Naruto remarked curious, he had an idea as to what the rest of the soldiers were up to. Scattered over the entire station but nonetheless he wanted to know what as up. Didn't mean he wanted tabs on his soldiers making or staying out of trouble, lord knew if something happened he would chewed out for a while.
Chris filled his C.O in without hesitation, "Stay in groups and stay out of trouble. They have a day or so to enjoy themselves, basically keep out of the spot light sir."
Rex nodded with the assessment from the Commander, even though most of them would be letting loose. He spotted almost a dozen of their Spec-Ops enlisted in the crowds, each wearing their Berets to stand out but have enough professionalism to be respectful. They were trained from the other rabble here, it made the experienced Sergeant scowl at the 'easiness' the rest of the M.I had, no restraint in other words.
They were too lax, no idea in what lay down there on that planet.
A quick victory was total bull shit that they were leaded to believe.
"Couldn't ask for anything more, there's always a time and place for anything." The blond said this grinning as the other soldiers either shrugged or nodded, more or less agreeing with the statement. Their Unit was the best of the Federation; no one came close to what they have done in half a decade and with even more time ahead: the possibilities were limitless with them.
No Mission was truly Impossible: No Planet too hostile for them to tame: and they win the battle, always.
"You hear about the Roughnecks Colonel?" asked Reed out of the blue. He changed the conversation since he was curious if his C.O knew about their current assignment and location. His wait wasn't long before the blond turned his eyes towards him, causally eating while staring intently to make the young Lieutenant nervous. Which didn't take much, sadly.
"What about them?"
Rex and Chris rolled their eyes at the youngest officer, he had a small flare to seem scary but they knew Naruto wanted to mess with the new officer at their table.
"I tapped into Federal Command's Communications Hub; the Roughnecks are here on this station I guess to provide support? Rumor has it that Unit was based off of us, is that true sir?" The eagerness maybe overcompensating the fear inside the man but he allowed this too happen. So reap what you sow as that saying goes.
Naruto inhaled deeply as if trying to calm himself down, that was a misconception from most people outside the Federal Forces. The Spec-Ops was actually an idea, no more of a dream that anything before he came along. There was a significant back-story behind the formation of the Roughneck Unit and the Spec-Ops before the latter was even in service.
The two were close but not in the way most believed it to be.
All of this started with an: ideal.(2)
The idea of a Unit, whose expectations are to complete a mission and to go beyond those expectations with the best soldiers, weaponry and tactics humanity had to offer. A Unit meant to be the 'First and Last' lines of defense for humanity, the Federations Spear into the Galaxy that was full of dangers for their race, to combat a threat and to wipe it out with extreme prejudice.
So the Roughnecks were actually the predecessors of the Spec-Ops; a humbling and even more, closer relationship than most Units had in this Age of Space Warfare. Naruto actually met one of the Roughnecks leaders back when he was a child, a young and energetic Lieutenant who went all out to complete missions for Federal Command; the man whose very name was listed on the original dossier for the Spec-Ops when it was commissioned almost five years ago.
The Predecessor to Sky-Marshall Dienes, his father, had been very eager to see if a plan of a 'Black-Ops' Unit could be used in an effective means to quell down rebellions, Arachnid incursions and so many other things that the Federation's Mobile Infantry couldn't do without arousing notice. A small funded Unit with literally no consequences that if they were caught or killed, the Federation could deem them as rouge 'faction' with no ties to them.
To the Sky Marshall along with the Federal Council: small highly trained Unit able to do the work of an Army in a faster time frame with no threat to the actual integrity of the Federation was a win-win. Less money involved with literally the best possible outcome set the Federal Council to approve of a Unit; behind the scenes of course with the Sky Marshall's advisers selecting the Unit's beginning stages.
However later down the line into the present, the Federations R&D Branch often supplied money, equipment and volunteer experts of Arachnids to be attached to their A.O's. The relationship simply clicked in the best way possible with the higher ups nodding at every turn when the Spec-Ops often went into areas of interest and came out quickly.
And all looked to one man, the Colonel whose will never faltered against an enemy so far.
They chose him, Naruto Dienes Uzumaki to lead this Unit since he was roughly fifteen at the time but in Active Duty on a frontier world as a Sergeant with a standard M.I platoon. So he got recalled and the rest as they say: is history.
But enough reminiscing of the past; he merely shut his eyes smiling all the while as if nothing in the world would bother him.
"I'll say three things Reed. Firstly despite admitting to a superior officer in hacking Federal Com's, I'll let that slide but don't mention that to me in public. Secondly, the Roughnecks are here in force to provide us some time to do our job despite we're only one battalion, so that rumor is confirmed mind you I'm not allowed to diverge this in public eye." He glared half-downheartedly at the older man who gulped but nonetheless accepted the warnings.
His other officers looked to their C.O interested to see what the actual orders were coming down to; this was rare for them to hear this while not in a debriefing. The eldest of the group took this new direction of conversation seriously to the point of actually watching their Colonel like a hawk.
Naruto then relented leaving an obvious clue for the man to figure out down the line. "And lastly, who ever said they were based off us?" He continued to return to his meal, idly munching down a piece of a chicken tender that was still hot off the grill. The blond took in the smell almost sighing happily, he needed ramen to complete this little meal; oh how he missed those noodles.
"Our old comrade is there sir, from what I hear he's the officer of the Unit." The Major spoke causally as the Sergeant snorted in amusement; or was it irritation? Few could notice but Naruto looked from the corner of his eye, an interesting development.
"Really, Rasczak is in command? Last I heard he was at some desk job Earth-side, a teacher if I recall right?" The blond questioned Chris who nodded but gave some light on that front, "He got pulled when the Meteorite hit, they were off doing missions before Klendathu if my sources are accurate but it wouldn't hurt to see him off when this operation is over."
Rex added in to the talk in a rare positive note, "I knew that man; he's a stubborn bastard for traditionalists. He'd shoot a soldier to end a bad death, so I like him."
Reed felt kind of out of the loop and had been silent for the past few minutes allowing the other officers chat, he idly wondered if his superior Lt. Col Sasha was supposed to be in this table and he was an acting fill in. The woman had numbers on her side when it came to leading into a firefight but with the Colonel next to her, the two were death's emissaries to the Insect warriors. She also was kinda hot...
It was weird to listen to all these stories and yet two of the three chatting were only a few years older than he was. But he did the respectable thing and just listened to these men.
"That explains why the Roughnecks have been deployed as our cover; the man will do an excellent job regardless of what the situation is on the battlefield. Makes me wonder what we're going to be looking for this time around…" the senior male took out a cigar from his cargo pocket, he lit it with a lighter before inhaling the tobacco laced piece while looking at the young colonel once more.
"Sir, have any thoughts on that?"
Chris looked directly at the blond who looked at the two as if calculating whether to reveal that information. The way those blue eyes turned into an icy pit of hurt for whoever made the major wary. Very few times did the man relate to his superior being angry, even fewer when he killed another human in a quick fashion as well?
It wasn't that the blond wished to say it; the consequences of why this information was vital to be kept secret honestly made him uneasy. Especially when the information came a source beyond humanities own methods, yes that was the reason why.
Honestly while he was on board the 'Lancer' he got a transmission for his father, the Sky Marshall and quite frankly there wasn't much one could say about this operation.
So really if he could sum it up in two words, well they were…
Fucking Screwed.
Naruto honestly felt uneasy, which was a can of worms in itself because the Mission was to be on Klendathu to search for some sort of a temple, or more specifically verifying that there was a structure on the planet; far enough away from the Invasion remained to seen. So what gave way to what in this circle of mystery? Where and why: they sent him mattered now.
The origins of the coordinates were extremely vague: nearly non-existent.
It was almost if they appeared like magic, nothing could explain how they came into the Federation's knowledge but there was one thing for certain. Someone wanted him to be searching for it, weird but that was what his gut kept telling him.
Again more so were these objects they found so far: two orbs that radiated energy, one piece of some sort of panel with data caches and now this transmission.
Yet these Artifacts that the Spec-Ops would find; just pieces of ancient tech, small orbs or even a like beacon type of building were all deep underground. On various planets, small pieces of tech like building blocks but they were all connected to this.
This predated Humanity's existence and possibly the Arachnid's as well.
That thought, that possibility was equally terrifying as exciting since no one knew the origins of the either species. Either Arachnid or the ones who made these ancient technology markers, that name were dubbed from Federal Scientists.
"And that is what scares me, I'm different and all of this is happening so quickly. Why do I feel scared as we continue onward?"
Humanity and the Arachnids were not the only ones out here; something sent the information to Federal Command viva a transmission untraceable. So yeah that was uncovered in a debriefing from the Sky-Marshall himself prior to arriving here while in transit.
"I can't say anything until our entire Brigade Commanding Staff is present, believe me it's something you don't want to have your mind on when we reach our target areas; trust me, please."
This was an odd request from their commander, granted he was the youngest of officers in the entire Federation but he was open with them. If things were to go insane from the beginning of a mission or operation he sent the word to them; being honest with them was made this blond a key inspiration to all of the people in the Brigade.
So what gives?
A young man who had enlisted at a time where most children started high school, he skipped it and went into the M.I the gritty portion of the Federations Armed Forces and basically tried to make it. Nothing grand or breaking headlines till the idea of making a 'Special Forces Unit' came into play, courtesy to the current Sky Marshall who pushed this into the Federal Council.
That idea: was a big pain in the ass to do but worth it in the long run of things.
"Just don't let it hurt you kid."
Naruto's mentor responded in kind while smoking his cigar. The puffs of smoke drifting and wavering as the air currents from the soldiers around them caused it. The other two younger men wanted to at least say anything else but the elder soldier glared at them.
The silent message back off.
Silence became the table after the Sergeant spoke, alone any one of these men would've been a leader in another Unit but together: they made everyone weary to be around. The restaurant alone made them a buffer zone since they were all officers; few wished to be around them.
Although if one noticed: they were the only officers outside of Fleet Pilots in the PX area.
"Thank you, sir." Naruto spoke quietly to make the man smile; he called him that because of the days when he trained the kid back in basic training. Really good days back then, no aggressive incursions from the Arachnids, no sense of political gain but it was just straight up grinding meat into the grinder itself.
For several moments the table didn't even move expect for their chests, breathing in the air that was vented into the station from cooling tanks far below. Hell it would've been a lot longer expect there was a large commotion from behind them, over a small railing where a large mass of soldiers gathered.
Naruto saw several fleet officers, pilots and their instructors to even a few commanders of the ships. Basically it was one whole fleet gathering, few M.I mixed with them due to the fact many of the Infantry were either enlisted or Non-Commissioned officers. So fraternization basically watered down to common sense or formal conversations; so in retrospect every branch stuck with their own.
It was just how the ranking system worked; shit happened if friends got split from selection to active duty.
The Federation didn't exactly promote any sort of cooperative atmosphere between the braches, so the blame lay in their commanding brass's heads if they had any up there. Naruto personally hated fighting between comrades, he knew some were playful competiveness which he understood but pure anger, well pray to any sort of god if got a hold of you.
The blond Colonel loved to break people down to prove his point; he blamed Rex for that part of him when he was a child. Twisted bastard loved to dash his hopes at times.
"Well, seems like someone's pissing into another person's coffee." Chris commented annoyed much to Rex's snort of amusement, while Reed had to look past a few bodies before speaking a bit worried.
"If that were the case sir, then there would be a few more laughs. Seems like a fight is about to break, I bet five credits." The Lt. stated much to the other men's raised eyebrows, hell Rex tipped his cigar into an ash tray before raising the 'stakes' as it was.
"Son, I'll bet twenty that it's an officer and a grunt."
Reed smirked and nodded as the Sergeant and he shook on it.
However, Naruto was anything but amused; comradely should've been alive in the Federation because out in battle. Sometimes your greatest enemy was your only person to rely on when an Insect Warrior sliced your limbs off. He hated when people in the same uniform fought, at least in public eyes since the image of being a Professional, along with a Citizen was what made them stand above the rest of Earth.
"A bunch of insolent fucking kids."
His eyes became red for a moment, just a moment but it was enough to warrant the 'feeling of dread' on the other men; Rex instantly gauged his young student, former anyway but enough to get the other officers worried. Again rarely did their blond commander express open emotions that made others take heed of their heads but in this case, he was pissed.
Very fucking annoyed could've been the technical phrasing but it wasn't able to portray the anger.
Yet Naruto looked directly at Chris, the Major, originator of the betting.
"I bet you whoever is starting this, won't get up when I'm done with them. Believe it."
Their Colonel took his beret out before placing it on his head, displaying his trademark 'battle face' that had a sneer mixed with a grin as he looked at them excited. Rex got up within a moment, placing his own headgear on curiously wanting to see if his Student was able to 'discipline' soldiers to regret doing actions in front of him.
So the Sergeant wasn't too worried about men or woman being broken by the Colonel, much.
The older man wouldn't say it out loud, his pride of seeing his student take the reins to teach someone also was on the line: he was there for motivational purposes to see what the kid had in store. He hoped for something a bit more, brutal and old fashioned, which brought a smirk.
"So, who wants to break some skulls?" Naruto asked moving to the entrance, as Chris shook his head but the smile he wore didn't settle the mood. He had that look of a friend who provoked the friendly bully to fight another bully without having the consequences directed at him.
So he was game for this, but looking over to the younger Lt. Reed, well…
Reed just raised a hand, "I'm good here sir. I'll probably head off now, if it's alright."
The blond merely waved him off moving forward, a sign to say 'go'.
And the young man did so.
Rex snorted at the officer's back, "Pussy."
The Sergeant Major placed his patrol-cap onto his head, he watched his younger Student walk off with the other officer behind him, Chris, who looked amused at the situation. Rex wanted to rub that smile of the man's face; he got arrogant or perhaps too causal with situations that didn't directly involve him.
They got up from their table as the other Spec-Ops members noticed this, their Colonel whose face was set in a sneering angry look. Few of them would dare say they wouldn't follow the blond Uzumaki into hell and back, so to see their lead walk into the fist fight up ahead.
Let's say more than a dozen Beret wearing men, woman of the enlisted corps moved to join the three experienced leaders; their Major, Chris Redfield, looked over his shoulder to give them encouragement in their actions. Leaders always acknowledged their troops regardless of the situation to give them that morale to show them: they were there, doing their jobs as men and woman of the Federation.
"At least our troops show the disciple to stand with their own Unit."
Chris spoke smiling amused; Rex merely puffed out some cigar smoke to make the officer wince from the smell, though he gave his answer with a non-committal grunt. Naruto looked back from his right, smirking as if approving his subordinate's actions.
"Remind me to look this group up for some promotions or perhaps, more shore leave in their dossiers."
So, the small contingent of fifteen Spec-Op soldiers walked from behind the mass of soldiers, screaming and hollering as fists were thrown in the middle of their 'spectacle.' Naruto took lead noticing with irritating rapture, that the crowd hadn't noticed him approaching which meant someone had to announce his coming arrival.
Rex grinned when his student looked to the crowd and to him with a smile, a smile that promised immediate fun for him to display. Oh he enjoyed teaching this bastard child with a passion, now he could reap the rewards of him playing Drill Instructor once again, god he loved this job.
The small contingent halted when the Colonel stood directly behind the crowd, the stairs a mere three steps blocking his way up into the fighting crowd.
He smiled before motioning to his instructor who placed his cigar down with one hand, the Sergeant Major cleared his throat before inhaling slightly.
And then the commanding voice of an older generation whose experiences couldn't be displayed in words but through actions alone, overrode this younger generation with ease. None could resist it, they all went to attention as soon as the command was dispersed.
"Officer, on Deck!"
The crowd went silent, even the fighting ceased immediately.
Naruto calmly walked through the crowd as men and woman, of Fleet and M.I alike made way almost petrified as he walked past like a ghost. Silent and efficient as he side stepped soldiers that didn't make way because of their backs turned, he eyes set like steel at the rabble before him.
All of this gave way to two men, one M.I trooper on a table crunching into a ball as if being pummeled into it.
Along with a Fleet Officer, though the profession was a pilot without a doubt having an elbow frozen halfway to the M.I trooper's rib cage, or something of that effect.
Naruto smiled which didn't reach his eyes, yet his eyes carried the unmistakable look of a man who was going to ripe another person's spine out. Oh they were totally going to realize, being a Federation Citizen had to earned, not given.
"Well now, what do we have here?"
(Back of the Crowd)
"Holy shit, Rico's fucked." Spoke a trooper with a shaved head, he looked paler than any ghost or spirit people could say. His name dubbed by his comrades as 'Kitten' looked like he wanted to die as a blond spiked hair soldier asked despite the entire crowd at attention.
"Who's that Kitten, I don't recognize the Unit and all I know he's an officer." 'Ace' said obviously making the smaller male tremble, even their lone female compatriot 'Dizzy' looked a bit worried though confused as well, Kitten merely spoke trembling as the procession of a dozen soldiers broke into the silent crowd pushing the other soldier's into a ring around the duo of combatants.
"See that insignia on their berets, the two foxes surrounding the skull?" Kitten pointed from their position behind the crowd as they watched the outcome of Rico fighting an Lt. from the Fleet, Zander or whatever the flying hell the guy was.
"Yeah, it's pretty cool and all but, it seems familiar." Ace said as Dizzy commented, "What's up with them?"
Kitten literally almost, punched Ace in the face for that comment: 'familiar' was seeing an ex in an amusement park; this was literally as close to someone pointing a gun to your throat.
"You both are fucking useless, that's the Spec-Ops Unit. They've been in the news since the war started, they're the guys who win the fights everywhere and anywhere they deploy too. The Sky Marshall's Son leads them, from what Federation Newsreels pick up on and they are probably the most successful Unit up to date…"
Ace snorted, "Bullshit, we've never heard of them."
Kitten honestly this time punched the blond in the gut making him stifle a yelp, he almost swung back but his friend looked at seriously, for once not joking or being easy going.
"Ace, they're Special Operations Forces, rumored Black-Ops against Colonials who believe the Federation is wrong. They go in; no one speaks ever about the Federation again: simple and quick." The man snapped his fingers to pronounce his point, the blond trooper seemed a bit skittish because of the seriousness his usually laid back friend displayed.
Dizzy pointed to the blond officer standing in the middle of the crowd now watching Rico and Sanders, he seemed to be tilting his head down smiling?
"Do you know who leads that Unit Kitten, that guy looks like Rico's age? Hell maybe he's younger than that, or something…" she trailed off concerned as Kitten looked at her; he gave a deep sigh before looking into the still mass of soldiers at attention.
"His name is Naruto Dienes Uzumaki, from what I researched before I joined the M.I, the guy had been found as a survivor of a Colonial Massacre but beyond that, his history is all a blank slate at the best. I don't know more beyond that."
However he got interrupted from the said Colonel, whose voice carried over the crowd as if mocking the human hearts beating in stern yet unparalleled fear.
(With Naruto)
"Well, well, well. What do we have here, a couple of fucking shit-bags fighting?" the blond asked the two soldiers on the table or partially on the table much to his utter delight. Naruto honestly didn't hate people, he just loved to make others realize, and you, did a stupid thing. He got a kick out of it, sometimes the best of them had weird quirks.
The blond took in the other bodies around him, soldiers whose eyes spoke volumes about their 'fear' of him, the highest rank they'd ever seen in the flesh, not that he could relate to such things. Rank meant nothing unless you wanted to be an exposed target, hence he hid in the crowd till otherwise pushed to make the rest of world see his 'strength' to settle disputes.
But still, he had to reassure the other soldiers in the crowd, he wasn't there to ruin the fun but to enhance it in a way, that none of them were going to do it again.
"Group, at ease."
The crowd shifted into a relaxed, well forced, state of wariness as Naruto looked to the two troopers who finally got on their feet into a position of attention since they knew as well as he, the cause of the disruption.
"I want your name and ranks."
The colonel asked quickly rolling his neck while idly looking around; they also noticed a Major with his arms crossed to the right of the Colonel with a Sergeant Major smoking a cigar on his left hand side. Tension rose immediately with the presence of another dozen soldiers who edged into the crowd.
The symbols of two foxes, with a skull pierced were on the berets or tattooed onto the arms of the Spec-Ops Brigade of the Federation. People saw them and widened their eyes almost immediately at the sight of the Elite Federal Forces.
"Rico, John. Private, Mobile Infantry, sir." Rico spoke a bit nervous but did his best to hide it which made Naruto smirk. The kid tried but again, he could detect it all but gave him credit nonetheless.
"Barcalow, Zander, Pilot of the Rodger Young." The Pilot said his but in a more confident light which got the blond to nearly snort, so he knew what rank and what grade he was compared to the Private's. He honestly believed that his word would be over the Private which really got him agitated.
"So when did Fleet and M.I mix so greatly to this point? Do I want to know why?"
A few shuffling feet made the Colonel merely smile in a way that would've made a sinister cannibalistic doctor proud; Hannibal Lector could've only enjoyed the sight of such a reaction to many.
"Speak freely, I'm quite curious as to how or better yet who, allowed this alteration to occur within so many eyes and ears? Just imagine if I don' get this story, this entire crowd will have some serious repercussions at all your Units when I'm done with you. Believe it." Naruto said smiling looking around seeing various people pale or flat out nearly piss themselves from his threats. The Spec-Op soldiers kept themselves from smiling so instead, they just made an outer perimeter from the crowd as if to stop anyone from running or to assist their CO.
Again the silence, Rex almost howled with laughter at the way his former student was handling this already. All the pent up anger and rage just seemed to be a little overkill, but hey they were suffering at his pleasure, great times. Every teacher sat back to enjoy their student's successes, he did the same as any other human. Basked in the glory, for old times sake.
But time was up, time to see who paid the piper.
The blond looked to the young enlisted, "Rico, do you want to start or should I smoke the dog piss out of both you and this fellow here at my leisure?"
"Sir, Lt. Barcalow allowed this since we agreed to disregard rank to settle a dispute."
A surprised expression came from the younger male, "Continue."
"It was just a confrontation that had a year coming, sir. M.I doesn't make stupid troopers, sir."
Well to Naruto, the pride and that utter conviction to the truth seemed inspiring but again, he had to hear the other side of the story from the Pilot, which in his personal opinion hated fleet since majority was stuck up assholes. It had to be worse that the Intelligence who did things in a methodical but sane manor of things, at times.
He turned to the other male, "Does he warrant the truth or do you wish to disagree Lt.?"
Zander smirked which made the blond scowl nearly, but schooled his features as much as he could. "The Private speaks the truth sir, nothing more nothing less. Just a friendly little bout, rank was put aside for us to handle it like…"
Now whatever the man had ready to dish out to appease him, as an officer, had crossed over into a point of no return. This type of rank bullshit ended here, so the guy thought he could act confident to settle a dispute with him because a Private challenged him or vice versa over what?!
The point here: Explain this crap or get bent, quickly!
So in hindsight Naruto had enough of this fucking pretty bullshit, time to lay the rain down now.
"Handle it like rabid DOGS!" The colonel shouted, his eyes burning into their skulls.
The Spec-Ops straightened their postures since an angry Uzumaki only appeared on occasions he deemed as personal or truly a sickening sight for him to witness. Few of them ever saw him openly angry outside of a battlefield, which there was always a reason for.
"You are disregarding rank over what? Private Rico should've been with the rest of the enlisted down in the bar sections over my right shoulder, hell I see few M.I up here all together! All I see, is Fleet personnel as followed. Acting high and mighty, as I see as always, asshole!"
He twisted his eyes to see the other officers gulp, they had good reason too. His blues promised rapture to find the cause of this, angry officers tended to get well, insane. Reasons followed were short or flat out to the point that no explanation could shed light into.
"We're fighting an enemy that will literally, I mean literally, shit you out into a pile of waste. Those Arachnids out there, on Klendathu, are waiting for you to wake up kids." The blond yelled to the point where the entire section of the PX and such went silent to listen. Naruto rarely did this anywhere, but sometimes it made a point to find the mark.
Blue eyes swept the crowd, daring someone to speak but once more he beat them all to the punch, "There's a reason why the Arachnids never hit the Sol Solar System directly till now, you want to know why? We are always ready…"
The Spec-Ops soldiers including the Sergeant Major, with Chris all shouted as their Unit Motto was spoken from their creator's lips.
This reaction set off the dozen men as they echoed the next sentence across the PX section causing the noise of all others to dim.
"ALWAYS READY, ALWAYS TO DIE."
Naruto smiled happily in a way that made several Fleet Personnel step back physically now, "That's the reason why many of you never think about who covers your asses on the ground. Fly high all you like because when you crash, burn in hell Fly-boys. We all have reason to fight and such."
He paused before angrily cracking his neck, the noise already making several people scared out of their wits altogether.
"And you all want to see some hotshot Lt. and a dumb Private fight over what? Please I beg to the fifth or any sort of Deity to prove me a point." He waved his hand into a snapping whip making several soldiers in the crowd back up a step or two; proving to the Colonel they had no legitimate reason to let the fighting go.
However before the man could practically get physical, a voice of reason and pure honesty reached the blond male's ear drums, since he needed reason to stop after all. Rico's old high-school sweetheart that he followed to become a citizen with, appeared from behind snapping her hand in a salute, though her eyes sparked with determination that amazed most.
"Sir, Pilot Carmen Ibanez requests permission to speak."
Naruto raised an eyebrow almost amused, but answered quickly, "Granted."
"They were fighting over me sir, to be honest." Carmen nearly ducked her head in shame but had the fortitude to stare down the blue eyed colonel that folded his arms to witness this new side of a story. He motioned her to continue while eying the two male soldiers at attention, letting them sweat. Fucking kids, that's what they were.
"Jo..Rico, is a close friend of mine, I made decisions that hurt us both but Buenos Aires was our home. You know the bugs crushed it with a meteorite sir? If you did know, then you should realize, it hurts us in ways we can't always express with words."
Naruto silently mused, gauging this young woman in front of him, who had more balls than any man currently here to answer him like that. Interesting candidate for a potential Captain's Replacement, his Cruisers needed one down the line if things got bad quick but, doubtful to say the least. Yet he had to get to the bottom of this, so Buenos Aires…
"Ah, I heard."
Remarking cautiously the Colonel looked into the crowd to see some, a few; soldiers stare in silent despair over the wasted infernal zone of a Metropolis. He continued onward lowering his head in respect to the millions that died so immaturely and in the most agonizing way possible, apart from nuclear fallout. Bad way to go, to burn in hell for the insect's act of war against humanity, bastards.
"That's precisely why acting like this is just a waste: disrespecting all of those who fought in the same uniform to get you on this very station no less; everything here was earned through blood." Exhaling annoyed, he looked to see Zander almost, almost roll his eyes as if hearing this speech before. The fucker wanted to really press buttons in ways that didn't scream obvious huh, oh wait till he was alone with this prep-schooled shit.
"Ibanez, report with me to your Ship. I'm going to have a few words with your Captain immediately to sort this alteration out. Consider yourself lucky I do not take my annoyances or grievances out on you for this stunt Pilot. Also, don't expect any leniency from me in the future, understood soldier?"
Naruto stared long and hard at her to make the woman nod, her fear almost palpable to a point where sweat dampened her forehead. The Colonel had that way with people; he honestly would thrash a man around to just prove his point and making him suffer for it, if things had gotten far.
But alas: he needed to make sure Rico and Zanders here wouldn't fight around him, however…
"Sergeant Major!"
Snapping out the rank as Rex snapped to attention saluting: "Sir!"
Naruto smiled devilishly making Rex Grin insanely, he knew what was coming now.
"You have ten minutes to make sure these boys here; do not fight in my presence ever again. Ah hells make sure they regret ever seeing us here: do it old school discipline." With that he motioned to young woman to lead on as he stuffed his hands in his pockets idly wondering if his old teacher would kill the two soldiers.
Nah, he wouldn't kill them but: make them wish they did die.
Chris meanwhile leaned against the railing as he waved his hand to the Spec-Op soldiers as they filed away from the diminished confrontation of their lead CO. But he would enjoy Rex's: "Iron Wall" treatment of the soldiers who needed discipline.
"Rico, Zanders front leaning rest position: MOVE!" Rex hollered out as Naruto moved past the stunned terrified crowd as his old teacher went to work on his newest 'toys'. He didn't feel sorry in the slightest since one of them needed to be brought down to their level, immediately.
Seemingly stoic, the colonel just smiled into the greatest example of a man who knew his way became the law. Oh he enjoyed some days in the federation when people tried to fuck with him: great times. Sometimes the greatest of memories came from the smallest things one could do for home, country and their loyalties.
(Federation Corvette Transporter 'Rodger-Young' Bridge)
"I wasn't aware that an issue with my crew would be in your jurisdiction Colonel." Captain Deliader stated a bit irritated at the Uzumaki who seemed to be amused at the reaction. Not that the woman would dare speak against a superior officer, infantry or not but this man lead the Federation Spec-Ops so his word trumped hers by a few star-lengths.
"Any alteration involving an enlisted rank and an officer of the fleet, who allowed disregard of rank, to provoke a physical confrontation is more than enough for me to get in on. So by all means, Captain, try to argue with me since you're ready to do so." He smirked at her making the elder female scowl at the cheek; she really wanted to argue in defense of her crewman, good superior shitty personal attitude.
"I'll have disciplinary actions ready for my second Barcalow; Ibanez is excused since she brought the matter to me when you sent her off the bridge. Colonel, with respect: just fuck off."
The words brought a smile; a true amused expression went over the blond as he folded his arms to warrant his current attitude. This woman had more balls than most men in uniform, Generals didn't even speak to him like that: even on Earth, good times.
Yet Naruto stared the woman right in her eyes, he wasn't backing down nor pushing her into a corner.
"I'm sure you will, but I'm more interested in our local truth giving Pilot trainee. What's your recommendation of her career, present and into the future?" Deliader seemed a bit guarded but relented since the conversation steered away from Federal 'Discipline' of soldiers. However the question seemed a bit more curious than really anything simply interested but not letting on anything more.
"Ibanez is a good pilot, talented sure but as for her mentality I don't know if she would be able to lead yet. No doubt she'll be captain of her own vessel but that's a bit away until I forward the evaluation to the Fleet Admiral Board in Sol."
Naruto nodded nonetheless impressed with this woman's honesty, he didn't need to be a total ass to find out answers. He looked out towards the black void of space to see various ships warping in an out of the battle station. Ideas swarmed into his head almost like an Arachnid wave crushing against metal walls of an outpost, he had ideas yes but solid recommendation's to command, no.
Captain Deliader spoke out of the blue to break his train of thoughts.
"You request her to be transferred into your Unit Colonel? Wouldn't that be an awkward choice, forgive my wording but you seem interested in her sir."
Naruto shrugged causally before strolling to the pilots seating, as if studying the dashboard that controlled the ship at will. He hated cramped spaces but the view rocked the world if anyone sat here.
"The stars, so close yet so far. I wonder if earth is the same when a boy looks up into the skies, does he see a chance or nothing."
"More of an investment captain, nothing more. Do I need an Admiral of my Spec-Ops Fleet? Why yes but the individuals leading the ships there are excellent. With coordination of an overall leader that is feeding me information all the time, it would be unstoppable to all other things. I have time, so no, I'm not requesting her captain, and I'm just probing the waters per say…" (3)
The fleet officer went silent, as if pondering the man's words.
"I believe our time is done, Captain Deliader, I think our callings are about to be put into perspective now."
Alarms flared as a PA went over the entire battle-station.
"ALL PERSONNEL REPORT FOR ARMAMENT AND DEPLOYMENT. THE INVASION IS A GO, INVASION IS GREEN TO GO. ALL PERSONNEL.."
Both officers tuned the PA out of their ears, turning to their positions they had plans to go.
Naruto smiled, he was right on the money for the announcement. It seemed the invasion would happen and all he had to start the fire was one thousand soldiers to explore the remnants of a temple that no civilization could identify. What a great day to live, better to die.
The door closed behind him as he made way to his Unit.
All the real action would be on the ground…
'End Chapter Two'
Author's Notes: The Spec-Op's Unit Patch is the Image you see in the top right of the story, it's two foxes with a skull. Some random PM asked me this, so it's always been there so mind the fact.
So couple things here, people like this story.I'm glad you all find it enjoyable, because I've had a fascination to write a story where rifles blew off limbs without endangering the story. Plus its easier to write than a sword fight in all honesty as my writings of 'Claymore/Naruto' prove me right, as I struggle to find ways to go about it without trying too hard. It's very annoying to picture something in your mind than to relay it into words for everyone to enjoy, wish me luck in that regard.
Spec-Op's soldiers are just well trained men and woman, loyal to their leader but nonetheless are human. They will stand with each other if someone tries to pull someone of their own over. Pretty much normal men and woman who know to back one of their own up, nice mentality but often used to intimidate other solders in the Conventional forces.
Also, I'm trying to make Naruto himself more of an angry person whose ability to vent it out into his jobs is going out well. He's not totally 'god' but I try to make him more human than anything, the whole red eye thing, you'll see soon on the battlefield when I get into a more 'god' sense, he's good but not perfect in other words.
(1.) The Chris Redfield is from Resident Evil yes, but really the guy fits this man's bill in my story. It was more of a joke to one of my friends who reads this sight since I personally am not a fan of Chris in the recent games but nonetheless put him in as a tribute to my friend. Bastard better appreciate this, plus makes everyone see what the guy looks it end of story. No description, you all can google chris's face.
(2.) Trying to put the idea of a Black-Ops Unit into the Federation's way of thinking. Cheap but expendable efficient soldiers who would do everything to be sacrificed without using an army made the idea of it all, tempting. It took a few years plus records place this idea beyond the current movie setting, I made this as an experiment for the Federation, which is paying off without a doubt to which they support it publicly if made be or in secret against other factions rising within the Terran ranks.
(3.) As I said, Naruto will be interacting with the main cast at times but will not directly see them. Hence the whole idea of him 'eying' certain people, will I introduce Ace or those other well known troopers down the line, maybe he'll be in the Spec-Ops since Rico does things or will Carmen, Carl or whoever fit the bill. Time will tell, because that's how I write this story out to be made to.
Overall, I think I'm enjoying this too much.
Have a good one people, reviews, questions, hope and such are all kind motivations you all send.
