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2358 hours, February 13, 1973.
If anything happens to the Scout, he brought it upon himself.
I did not ask to be followed into the woods. I did not want for him to chase me or to meet up with my old colleagues, but of course that is exactly what happened. I cannot trouble myself about it. It is not my fault, and he cannot be my friend anymore because Herr Gray probably would not like that for obvious reasons. Not that he wants to be my friend, but that is beside the point.
0396 and 0395 were not long in finding me, and both were overjoyed to see the brain.
0395: Aw MAN humans have weird processors! I bet if I touched that, it'd be like soft and wet and stuff.
0031: You will NOT touch it. Only Herr Gray und myself will touch it, so take me to him.
0396: What's got your wires twisted?
0031: I am very stressed. I had to escape three people in the base und outwit Herr Engineer which was no easy task.
0396: Heh, you got the part fast enough. It couldn't have been THAT hard; the guy's part human, and not the Maker.
That made me a bit angry, somehow, but I never got to say my retort because then there was a noise behind us in the trees, a noise like someone running into something. Then there was a voice that I recognized but hoped I would not hear again so soon.
Scout unit: Ow!
Both Scoutbots dashed into the woods before I could say anything to stop them. It sounded as though the human Scout had run directly into a tree in the dark. Soon there was the sound of a scuffle. I didn't have to wait long before all three burst out of the trees, the robots grappling with Scout and slowly getting the upper hand. Each had one of his arms, but when he saw me a wave of anger took him and he wrenched out of their grip to run at me. I just stared at him in surprise.
Scout unit: YOU DIRTY FUCKING TRAITOR! OW!
He said "ow" because he punched me in the face. Scout didn't have any further chances to harm himself because then 0395 pulled him back away from me. He held his arms behind his back
0395: Well what do we got here?
Scout unit: A world of hurt, that's what! Let me go!
0031: Scout, you do not belong out here. Go back.
Scout unit: I ain't talking to you! We trusted you and you turned on us!
0031: You do not understand the full situation.
Scout unit: Like HELL I don't! Y-
0396 hit him in the gut to make him be quiet.
0396: Sheesh.
0395: Just shoot him already. We don't have time for this.
0031: No!
All three of them glared at me. Scout still looked angry, while I think the other two were just annoyed.
0396: What are we supposed to do? We can't just let him go! The Maker-
0031: I know, I know, just let us... let us take him to Herr Gray, bitte.
0395: Why?
I raised my voice and pulled myself up to my full height.
0031: So that we will have a hostage, Dummkompf! Think for a moment: if once we get back to Herr Gray und deliver the brain to him, there will still be these mercenaries standing in his path. Und also there is a chance of the respawn not working at the moment, but there is also a chance that it is. Killing him would do no good if that is the case, and we will have to fight him again. But if we take him-
0395: We've already been over this genius; they're surrounded! It ain't like-
0031: Do you not think that I know this? But you underestimate the strength of der Fleischmenschen. Only six of them at a time have we ever faced before, und they have still turned our forces aside. Now we will be facing eight, nine if you include Miss Pauling, und we would be fools not to include her.
The two Scoutbots looked at each other. I expected them to argue further, but they only muttered quietly. Scout began to catch his breath.
Scout unit: You freakin'... freakin' rat...
I did not look at him. What he said could not do anything to change the situation. Finally the other two units turned to me.
0395: Okay Okay, 0031, we'll bring the human along, since you've got this all figured out.
0396: Yeah, I mean you're older than us, so you've GOT to know best, right?
0031: Just shut up und take us to Herr Gray.
And so we marched swiftly though the trees, and we are still marching. Scout has slowed us down only marginally. From the sounds of battle it would seem there is little change in the situation at the front. The tank is not far off, but even so I am starting to worry; I do not like how 0396 and 0395 keep looking at me, as though they suspect something is amiss even though I have secured the processor as promised.
There is nothing behind their fears. Again, Herr Gray, if you are reading this, I should hope that you do not mistake the prevention of the Scout's death as an act of sentiment or mercy. I only care about carrying out your will.
We are now here at the doors of the tank. Soon I will speak with my Master, and all will be as it should.
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