Mikekolt's Revenge: Counteraction Corps Plus

by TheLegendaryBlackDragonKnight

It's been eight and a half years since the Titan Uprising, but Mikekolt's up against a now renegade Komodo Unit as the Dragon Hunters blame him for beginning the revolt insurrection on the San Hjierantruvalo Peninsula. With the aid of a imprisoned survivor of a team wiped out, they form a resistance brigade to fight the unit and put a end to their plan once and for all!

9. Rescue Arsenal-Fox

The airport consisted of a building built on two stories high with the main lobby and check-in area having a tiled pattern ceiling, square shaped tiles surrounding another square light on all four sides with a diagonal slash that went downward and upwards on the top to bottom. With thick square shaped pillars that had railings in between which had a horizontal bar running all the way through to match the rectangular shaped holes in between. A line of vertical shaped rectangular lights ran across the lower and upper levels of the main check in hall with ramps that led upwards, the tile pattern on these balconies were thin lined while the tiled pattern went straightly across to the other side in the middle. A walled off seat on both ends was also found near the ramps themselves as the far left and right sides had a thick square shaped box leading into a room, this being two rooms altogether as one was accessible by going through a terminal observation area. The rooms had doors that of course led to the tarmac outside, as there ain't no airport without one. Within the main building was a three-story control tower as it had diagonally upwards slopes on the bottom, rectangular shaped windows all around it and a flat square shaped rooftop cap. There were also other square shaped buildings nearby as well as the garage was wide enough to have two widely spaced parallel lines painted on the ground as well as some crates placed about enough for someone to hide behind. Finally, it was barren save for some personnel who worked here overtime in the hours of the night

The truck had drove near the entrance into the main check-up hall as Mikekolt decided to let Lucitreuz handle the official while he took out the guards, using his Phoenixripper to dispatch them by burning the soldiers alive. Leaving golden orange heated deep gashes on his foes as they fell to the ground, entering inside to find two Komodo Officers patrolling through until he was spotted; taking matters into their own hands to deal with him through shooting him near his side to stun him. Dodging the crossbow fire before cutting them down he lured the next few onto the upper floor where a flat bomb was placed on the floor, underneath them without knowledge of it's existance before detonating it with a press of the button. He went through the door leading to the control tower afterwards as there wasn't much to do here, it was becoming clear to them real easily that they're here to get the official's information on what he knows about the ICBPSM that Grashunov's building to threaten both them and the Archipelago

Lucitreuz walked upstairs from the ramp to the control tower where he found the official and a guard near him, he moved to the ceiling back downstairs and clutched onto the surface; and once he left he's free to confront the official as he kicked both of his kneepits in to choke him with his arm. Kunai in hand and his claws scraping away to peel his flesh in order to draw out droplets of blood streaming down his neck onto his collarbone, he demanded information of what Hervatlock wanted to know: "The flesh from your neck will be peeled slower and more painful than before if you're not feeling so talkative, something I advise you reconsider" He threatened as the Hjierantruvalo official screamed for help out of fear but got stabbed with his fingernails until he spoke

"You... damn vampires, if I had a garlic scented plug I'd shove it into your nostrils by now" The Hjierantrvualo official was further choked as Lucitreuz informed him

"Powers gave me one of those amplified but I share no such weaknesses of one, now where are the missiles being taken to?!" Lucitreuz explained before increasing his pressure on the neck to draw more blood that he took a licking to

"The missiles were brought to the silo on the east side of the ravine!" The Hjierantruvalo offical told the truth as Lucitreuz heard enough to know where to go next, letting him live before taking a third of his blood to leave him weak in the kidney. He then exited down to find Mikekolt executing the guard before heading back to the truck, where he followed him soon after

The information that Jackalope had given them might've been considered unreliable but it's the one lead that the squad's got on about the whereabouts of the Intercontinental Ballistic Pyrothermacal Multi-Strike Missile that the Komodo Unit's hellbent on building to see their three leaders die out as if the President is doing what he can to prevent a disaster that could come in the future. Reports of the transportation being taken to missile silo was heard and it came to be that they have to operate on the assumption that they've been taken to the slio, a reason that's not be doubted under any conditions. The Hjierantruvalo has given up on where the missile silo was found and it looks like they can finally put a end to this. Observing what it looked like on the outside it was a underground silo as the entrance must be somewhere on the surface level structure of the facility, serving a second purpose as the cargo entrance as well. The ticket to the ICBPSM was to nail down the location of the entrance and that's where they're heading for

During this ride to the missile silo Mikekolt began to write down the design of the axe that he wanted to give Drayko something to embrace his Norse origins as well as to use should either he or Toothless split to go their separate ways for awhile. This axe had smooth curved evenly upward and downward double blades on both sides as it was split in between where there is a trio of three pyramid spikes on the middle of both sides, the bottom had two tendril styled blades that curved downwards before going a little bit straight afterwards. The axe head was thick enough to provide extra maximum power and strength greater than the Frostheart Axe that according to Bladehead was being taken care of to remove remnants of Dragon Hunters as the tribe is not worth the detail nor his talents he gives to his weapons. Having a greater amount of hacking to slashing and slicing power to it, the handle was both thick and light to wield for there's also a upward scalene pyramid shaped spike on the top to look like it was a split triangular spike to stab; even with one that stuck out towards the dead center top. The handle was long but could be wielded with just one hand near the bottom where the thick fang pommel was, having a pair of two diagonal curved pyramid shaped cobra fangs that both went downwards to the side a little bit. That's all he's got for the basic shape of things as he's decided to also make a pair of nunchucks based off the blueprints that Lucitreuz gave to him about the pair he used to make it himself. There'll be more to explain later on and when it's finally being worked on it will be the greatest axe of all time based on his father's one, when he uses his tomahawk's bird skull teardrop shaped holes in them for swift aerodynamics and still be large enough to show off the engravings of it. The name of this axe will be called the: "Roar of the Primal Sun" as he wanted to show off more of a earth and lava based approach to go along with the Inferno sword he wielded, like whenever he struck and slammed it lava can splash out from in between the axe heads as it too used molten Volcanripper lava to spew it

Arriving at the missile silo he felt that this was all too silent and decided to go in with a three men squad at his side, he just wanted to do a sweep to find the entrance underground into it and leave to avoid attacting attention. The missile silo was a underground vertical cylinder shaped container for the storage and the launching of intercontinental ballistic missiles protected under a large blast door on top, and was connected to the launching center. In addition there were cranes seen nearby left over from what soldiers like Adamel were forced to guard before being abandoned to die on this hellhole of a place like this. The exterior featured various buildings with two of which being connected with an bridge. A underground passage existed as well to allow travel between two parts of the exterior while inside had security locked doors as members like the medical chief and Lt. Bostonswelter had access to all rooms due to their positions in the ranks. Along with gun mounted viewers monitoring various areas, the external entrance was a gate that utilized the same system as before with the security gates at the prison and the missile base. A cargo elevator was also utilized to bring down the various cluster missiles to the bottom of the silo with launch operations being conducted and supervised from the control loom, that also been equipped with a lockdown protocol to stop all tampering; once it was primed for launch. It also contained two launch control panels in case the primary panel was destroyed. The silo featured at least one heliport for the attack chopper to land and for that. There was also a new weapon that's now been dispatched to all Komodo Heavy Gunners following the events that transpired with the duel between him and Grashunov which was thought to have been cancelled after a series of tests that resulted in a success but was labeled as failure due just so it can be worked on out of knowledge from others

This five-shot full-auto heavy turret was square shaped in front of the chest which also could be flipped backwards thanks to the rail-harness that could be folded inward for light traveling as the Komodo Unit are really out for their opponents this time. Diagonal slanted handles on the bottom went out to the sides but were not too bad as they were taken from the portable RBM Launchers. The rail-harness itself went above the shoulders but under the guards so that it doesn't interfere with their stability, looking like an upper-half octagon when viewed from the sides and came with a horizontal-half octagon shaped backpack that was thinned out for better mobility when attached to the minigunner backpack as well. On the front were a pair of trapezoids next to each other with a rectangular shaped square brick in the middle that is raised upwards for the wielder to have an targeting viewer that was tall enough for them to look through but small enough for it to not get in the way. The four cannons on the sides are dual shot on the top to bottom with one in the center to provide a extra hand to taking out a number of enemies who were asking for a death wish to fight against this anti-battalion kind of weapon. To make this deadlier it used large sized bullet arrows just so a group of five could be taken out all at once with the amount of barrels on this turret type of portable cannon. Finally, it had two wide and diagonal slanted blast shields on the sides to defend the wielder as this was a smart choice under the Komodo Unit's technical staff; name of it being the "Quin-Shot Rail Cannon"

"Hey, those are the experimental rail-harness cannons; thought they'd be cancelled thanks to the test firings bein' failures. What they'd be doing deployed out here all of a sudden?" One of his accent soldiers asked as Mikekolt responded

"He has it in for me now from the history that you've just told me, bet's on Grashunov making sure it goes through final minute counter backfire issues that are dealt with before deploying as I've seen glimpses of this experimental weapon you call it. Now I can't unsee that what's in front of me. Fighting that's worse than the Marauder War Buggies back then but them, they of all weapons had every right to be worse because they're built by the Dragon Marauders. They were one of the reasons this revolt started wasn't it? Grashunov wasn't telling the truth a bit more to me because they and the Infernal Jackal are next on the list" Mikekolt held his blade in front of him before flipping it back into a reverse grip position behind him

Moving on through the missile silo he peered out from the crates and came over to the right where a ramp led up to find the tower crane in the distance, hiding behind another stack as there was an sniper on the other side. One of his three men took the sniper out using one of their commander's venom serums while the other took him back to the truck, extracting him and whoever was to be taken out under them. Mikekolt saw another one on the lower level up ahead as he then shifted his crossbow into a sniper rifle to take him out, coming down to the lower level afterwards. Jumping down the platform onto the lower ditch where he went through a tunnel and came out to the other side, getting back up through the ramp where he stopped at the front of an wide shutter gate

Finding the door to the right he made a direct run over to the entrance but at that time there was an alert that had been triggered though none of them were spotted, two medical staff of the Komodo Unit stood in between a straitjacket wearing soldier. But Mikekolt was not nor at no time ever ignorant to not know that this was his attacker that night: "Intruder has been detected, releasing our razor honed soldier. Zero, take him out and stall him until backup has arrived" Removing the straitjacket as he brandished his machete to fight him

"You're the attacker from a few nights back, now's the time for revenge for what you did back in the streets of Whiteburah Island!" Mikekolt held his Revenant's Talon III in one hand while wielding his blade in the other as the two stood off

Zero slowly stalked towards him with his firearm in hand firing while Mikekolt rushed in with his tusked shield, being parried to the side with his machete before being headbutted when he attempted to land his blade deeply into his face; with him jumping backwards to avoid the attack while he jumped forward to land an downwards helmbreaker on him. He threw an kick across his face to the right side and slammed his leg down onto his back to send him crashing to the floor. Stomping on the back of his head before he recovered and swung his blade off to his ankle as he followed up with a uppercut swing that left a cut that bled from underneath, a moment of being stunned for some time allowed Zero to swipe a couple of swings across his chest and one to his thigh; but was blocked when Mikekolt used his vambracers to hold him at bay and do the same headbutt he gave him. Running off just as Zero came bringing out his firearm that he shot him with

Using the minigun attachment to his Revenant's Talon III he started to fire multiple projectiles that though Zero blocked most with his machete and ran over deflecting them to the sides in stop himself from being hit, he was struck with the rest of them that were harming him to no end. However once Zero bared with the pain he was being struck with rapidly he once again rushed over to attack him through his line of gunfire, Mikekolt fell onto his back to avoid the uppercut slash before launching both of his legs to kick him in the chest and throw him back to the wall behind him; getting to a reasonable distance until he switched attachments to go with his missile launcher. Aiming steadily enough to fire a homing missile that Zero slashed through although the explosion knocked him back, Mikekolt placed it on the ground with an leg ramping up the lever on the side in order to launch some cluster missiles that fired from the back chamber. Zero was distracted with attacking these projectiles while he made a run for it towards the upper bridge

Running across to the east end of the bridge Zero finally caught up to him where he jumped into the air, swiping away the spreadfire shotgun formation's bullet arrows that were all but deflected before he then swung his machete off to the side which Mikekolt dodged; though Zero was able to smack the Revenant's Talon III out of his other hand which fell to the floor at the bottom. He was forced backwards in order to dodge another few swings until he took him at the arm, breaking it with a bone crunching sound to follow and disarming him as the blade was flung out from his hand and spun towards the other side of the bottom. Punching him in the face and blocking another strike to his gut before being headbutted on the face, he then got kicked towards the ground where Zero moved to kick him

He tumbled out of the way before landing his own kick into his gut seeing how it's always his gut that beaten the fuck out of hard, getting back onto his feet where he then blocked few of his punches before exchanging some of his own back to him which went on for awhile until it came down to Mikekolt preforming a jumping revolver kick in which the vents burned across his face to blind him temporarily. Landing two more hooks to the left and right he sent him to hit against the railing with his back, Zero grappled onto him before throwing him off towards the ground which he landed on both of his feet; getting back his Revenant's Talon III weapon for him to start shooting again. Backup came as promised as the Komodo Parasoldiers came to aid them in a squad of three, hovering above the air as they started to harass Mikekolt; taking cover behind their gunfire mounted on their arms. Looking at the wings on their jetpacks and wondering about their destruction would bring them down, he came out of cover and started to fire his dual crossbows

He took out one of the Komodo Parasoldier's wings which sent one crashing to the ground as though airborne is not a option for them anymore, the soldier let his dual arm blades as well as his tusked shield to do the work for him. Using it's jetpack to ram against his opponent he charged forward to throw him off which was avoided as Mikekolt sidestepped away from the ram attack. He struck fast and heavy blows against the Parasoldier whom used the mounted shield to defend itself, at least until he parried it's arm away to cut him down brutally. The other Parasoldiers fired at him while he used the grenade launcher attachment to retaliate back, blowing them out of the skies and slicing through their bodies with his sword all with one hand. Taking this fight into a secluded area in the warehouse as Zero followed him into the building on top of another bridge

Zero fired his sidearm in order to force him into cover which he fired back with his crossbow, each bullet arrow deflected three times until it was shot out of his hand where he dropped to the floor to confront him head on afterwards. He fired a shot against him which he deflected and spun over with his blade near his neck and a crossbow to the other's head, Mikekolt only knew these moves for one reason as it was when he found a child in the tribe doing the same kind. But he can't identify him as the child warrior who trained like that without investigating more about his origins, something he'd rather not do in times like these. Taking advantage of his distraction Zero went in to punch him across the face but was deflected, with his arm that was wrapped around his throat until he threw him to the ground with a powerful slam. But he would not let himself be defeated as he came to question him in a droning to monotonous like tone of voice: "How can you still live? No man nor woman had ever met this soldier in battle and survived to live another day, but you refuse to die under me. Why?!" Zero busted forth with speed and swung downwards as Mikekolt spun out of the way

"You're inferior when it comes to my skills in swordsmanship and blacksmithing, they raised you good in the ways of honing your senses" Mikekolt complimented as he dodged out of the way of his strikes. Suddenly, Zero dropped the machete and started to become engulfed in a soundwave ring of pain in his head that had him screaming out in agony; seeing nothing but pulsating veins that twitched in his eyes while he heard echoes of ringing that became louder and louder. "You'll never be able to beat me..." Mikekolt held his Revenant's Talon III against Zero's skull until the walls of the warehouse they've fought in was torn down, finding himself surrounded by Komodo Unit soldiers with Lt. Bostonswelter approaching

"Drop your weapon Arsenal-Fox, I've got some questions for him critical to the ICBPSM and Mr. President isn't letting go of the grudge he has on you. But hey you've been quite a damn handful for us to capture you, I'll give you that; except your luck ends here today. Take him to me!" The interrogation specialist told the other soldiers as they moved in to bring him over to their lieutenant

It looked like however that order from Lt. Bostonswelter would not be simple as he rushed over with the vents under his boots in front of one soldier, smacking the weapon off to the side before landing a uppercut to the jaw and punching him to the ground. Moving onto the second of his attacker as he took his crossbow and pulled him forward to him where he then came from behind, holding him through chokehold before forcing him to gun down the other soldiers in the area that were here to apprehend him. Lt. Bostonswelter was forced under the events of his prisoner resisting arrest to contact for fire support. "Strike him with the foam, I repeat: hit him containment foam now, I can't question him for the second half of Bludvist's Legacy if he's dead!"

"Containment foam's been delivered to the missile silo, now we've got him" The other side of the communication box responded as Lt. Bostonswelter smiled with pride in the responder

Throwing him the gunner down to the floor hard he swiped a hard punch across the one from behind who aimed his weapon to him, landing a forward kick to the stomach afterwards. The next one got rammed in the gut by both of his arms before another took aim at his head, it is then that the soldier was grabbed in the skull before being thrown down. Mikekolt got down low before jumping into the air and revolving all around as he threw his bombs down to all of his targets, blowing up harmlessly around him while killing the rest of them in his vicinity. He and Lt. Bostonswelter stood off against one another until he accelerated forward, swiping his claws to steal his identification badge that allowed access onto the airships above and with a knee to his gut to follow up with an diagonally upwards upperhook that stunned him enough to not know what was stolen from him at the last moment. Komodo Unit reinforcements had arrived and pointed their weapons at his back to which Mikekolt started to cut them all down, cutting through their bodies with his sword and decapitating very few as he sliced diagonally upwards; spraying blood on his Bravo Armor and his face as he then jumped to throw some of his Pursuerwings that homed in on his targets, leaving his targets dead when they fell back to the floor

Containment foam arrived in the form of medium sized wheeled crates that had a biohazard symbol on the front due to being developed on the airships with four bars on the corners for easy mobility. The front and bottom were wider while it was also a little thicker all the more wiser. There was a medium inward ribbed tube connected to a M60 designed rifle that had a hooked stock, an straight clip with a forward AK-47 magazine on the front for better handling; there also happened to be a M410 hook that was pulled forward to spray that kind of foaming containment slop that expands itself and dries up quickly. It had the smell of tires while also having the texture of solid clay that makes both crunching to stretching sounds when a victim is breaking free from the hollowed shell of where their bodies were hit at. A upperhalf circle quarter was found on the back side that went down on the front, having vertical lines that all came down as if it was ribbed. The nozzle itself was cone shaped for that matter. Finally, the containment foam was used as non-lethals that are supposed to capture the suspects rather than kill them for interrogation

Lt. Bostonswelter moved out of the way to introduce the attacking Castlekroftservkhall to the containment foam to which a soldier and technical staff came running in with, the former was given the order to hit him with the foam now which was something he enjoyed with amazing and great self-pride when he pulled back on the ring and started to spray him. The vents that were underneath his boots got clogged and bursted into a explosive mess which in return destroyed and ruined them, leaving him barefooted with nothing to wear underneath. It did not end until he was engulfed in the containment foam where Lt. Bostonswelter proceeded to dig him out until his upper torso could be found. Afterwards he struck him in the head as he gave out one last grunt as his sight turned bright before collapsing on his stomach, using his rifle to knock him out just to be clear

Zero brought out his machete with his right arm down and left arm upwards to complete his task to which Lt. Bostonswelter stopped him: "Good work, Zero; the mission is completed"

Though Zero would not relent as he just stood there heaving out just waiting to strike and kill him for the mission to be done as that's the reason for who he is, but Lt. Bostonswelter could see that he would not relent and so told him to stand down: "Your mission is over, Zero. Rest at ease and return back to the tank with us" Zero did as he was told while he remarked that it really was true: "You're just a puppet after all... but Grashunov didn't tell me the half of it. Take him back with us to a hellhole he's not escaping from"

Subdued but not dead he was taken as prisoner under the Komodo Unit's gripping hands that because of him taking their leader's left eye in the ensuing battle between them, his fate will be left in their hands and whatever's in store for him is not pleasant. Lt. Bostonswelter and all Komodo Unit soldiers under his command believed that this had been won, as this will serve as the reason to recall all militia from fighting them and leave the fields of combat when not even the Arsenal-Fox himself can take them down as easily as the Dragonroot Company. He belongs to them and neither his men nor allies outside the peninsula can save him from their torture sessions, ones that are meant to invoke the horrible nights back into his mind

Later that night back at the truck Hervatlock had come down to the time where he had to tell the squad about the truth, having sat in the driver's seat just as the others returned to explain what happened to Mikekolt. He was silent throughout the entire time and when he was both ready to tell them about what to do next and where to go as the missile silo was where he is last seen before being apprehended. With a breath out from his nose he stood up and came out to tell his men about the events that's transpired

"Lost contact with the Arsenal-Fox, hate to imagine what might've become of him; he's not letting himself get killed that easily. He wouldn't dare... not when there's a ICBM that needs to be taken out before it's launched into both motherlands of his and ours. A rescue mission is being taken to order as of now, find the location of where he was taken and break him out"

"I'm with you Commander, where do we begin?" A soldier asked just as Hervatlock replied

"Question that needs answering just as much as we need the Arsenal-Fox to take out one of the deadliest kinds of missiles they've just stolen and built on their own allegiance. But he's also in need of us to rescue him, we're not letting him die tonight. We need to be relentless, cold blooded like him and spare no mercy like he does to the Komodo Unit like's done for the past eight and a half years. I'm sending you out to the town to find someone who'll tell us of one location we don't know about, that's where he's being held in. Talk to the townsfolk and they're bound to mention a official different from the one at the airport, one of them will be to be exact. Time to move out" Hervatlock told his men before taking the driver's seat and heading out to the town in the meantime, hoping to gather information on the whereabouts of the one mercenary of deadly fortune. Unknown to him however he was undergoing some interrogation by none other than Lt. Bostonswelter of course, before we can get into the god awful torture sequence there's something that must be shown first at hand

HTTYD

Dreaming of the same battlefield as seen on his battleskirt minus the explosions that blew up which just so happened to be the same foreign landscape that was San Hjierantruvalo of all places. Palm trees and the exact same kind of rising sun on the horizon, he found himself on the right side against the jungle area behind him while on the other left side was his long dead half-brother Breyerkolt in front of him. It seemed that he came here to explain to him in front of his face about his sacrifice and death, wanting him to remove those tattoos off his skin so that he can let go of his memory. This is what he has to say to him

"I didn't betray our family through that sacrifice made back at the shit that transpired through the headquarters of the Dragonroot Company that's better to be left behind, my loyalty went to the end even when that rogue lieutenant cheated in our fight to defeat him. The one thing I wonder is about who you're loyal to: Your tribe or your half-brother? Your vengeance to the Komodo Unit or your beliefs? Your friendship with the Dragons or your personal feelings? It's nothing to be ashamed about enough to shut it out so no one can see them. The one thing we both can be assured to believe in is the future and that is the end of the journey" Breyerkolt told him as if he wanted to soothe his half-brother of his troubles

"Are there any regrets you have about the final sacrifice made?" Mikekolt asked him

"Regrets? There's nothing that I regret when I lived, not even the beatdown from the Temple of Bolverk after rescuing me from that prison" Breyerkolt responded as Mikekolt brought out his crossbow before pointing it against him

"Then you're not the real half-brother whose been with me until that sacrifice" Loaded with a bullet arrow in the launching chamber, he fired and shot him directly in the skull which came to leave a horrendously sun bright flash that left smearing marks of deep red to harsh orange and gold with thin brown edges that splotched around the sides; sprinkles of darkblood also covered the flash as well as he returned to reality

Looking stoned out from his mind with both his blind white eyes half opened and him vocally breathing out from his mouth, appearing all sweaty as he was overheating and drooling quite a tsunami of slobber from the cutting edges of his mouth; he looked confused but there's not a glimpse of if he knows where he was right about now. Both arms were cuffed from behind his head using the double handcuffs on his wrists that had orange to gold markings like all of the other Komodo Unit affiliated stuff such as arsenal and their independent flag for a nation. Restraining cables were constricted around his throat to strangle him should he struggle, the handcuffs he wore with the double retractable cable links that connected them together had been encased through a black edged rectangular box with orange gold translucent glass on all four sides. His arms were bent downwards on the back of his head while also being cuffed on the elbows so that the straining pain of his bones cracking could hurt him more than what the leader wanted. His wrists were streaming with blood and were bleeding down his back while above him where he hung from multiple focused streams of warm water showered him, with two Komodo Pyrostokers were aiming their hoses at them if he refused to answer. Hanging from a chain above and not touching the ground with both tips, he was splashed with boiling water by Lt. Bostonswelter that sent him into an coughing storm. "You're not sleeping on me Arsenal-Fox, fooling us to think you've died and bringing the body to the morgue. Grashunov demands retribution for taking his eye from that blackmail trap of his and I'm willing to give it to him right about now. But first I'd like to know about the hound that stood at the side of the fox himself. His death doesn't concern me but he obviously knew about the Bludvist's Legacy, you're going to start telling me what he's been telling you before the final battle. Where is it that he told you to hide it?" Lt. Bostonswelter demanded information about the location

Komodo Pyrostokers wore landsknecht helmets that had a Bronx bend on the back and had been modeled off an Cairns 1044 defender firefighter helm that also had ear flaps all around the neck, with the smokescreen shield having the design of a Bertoni AF188A motorcycle ride goggles that could be flipped upward and retract inward as the shield curved above and over the cylinder shaped snout on their helmets. Having worn security rainjackets that were made for burning down environments these soldiers were also equipped with Komodo Artist heavy defense lightweight anti-rioter armor to survive even the most bluntest trauma of collapsing buildings and scorching burns thanks to the coolants being used in the natural darkblood kept for cold storage which can regrow overtime like a human's veins should it not be severe. As in a greater amount of blood loss in the human body, that's what it means; bluntest is actually a term for deadliest just to be clear so now you know and knowing is half the battle. Both arms are equipped with dual wide to narrow extinguishers for the aid of taking out fires with ABC on the left wrist and D-K on the right wrist for combustible metal and kitchen fires. Under the wrists however were tri-nozzle hoses that were focused into one jetstream to easily burn out the base of it all, which can be extended out like a regular hose itself. Armed with an axe that was as blunt as a lumberjack fireman's axe but sharp as a barbarian's for combat, having a pair of two holes on the top to bottom while also having dual laid blades in between; it's spike on the back was hooked to tear the roof off buildings and even cling onto ledges to fire sidearms of their own. Their main weapon was based off Mikekolt's Flarethrower and used the mixture that he used for his acid flares although used fire rather than acid like him so that's fair. Their armored suits also had ribbed arm pits, knees and thighs while also having that insulated and fire resistant leather look that was smoothly slick as oil. Finally, the main color scheme on the flamethrower soldiers were a black to orange-gold and darkblood red to remain distinct like all soldiers in the Komodo Unit as their hoses also connected to the flarethrower; being that they can detach from their lowerwrists as well and are armed with retractable jaws of life for them to give their enemies an fate in the form of a crushing grip, oh and all of them are equipped with a tri-layered flap of Draconian leather material that was like rubber smooth plastic and Volcanripper combined as it was both flexible and durable to keep all hazardous materials like snow, ash, sand, chemicals and muzzle flash burns out of the face since it draped over the cylinder shaped snouts but did not stop half of it from sticking out a little bit as the masks within the snouts could stop all of them nevertheless. Same thing are used for the Komodo Coldsweepers for arctic warfare, Aquaticraiders for aquatic warfare, Coastalbankers for beach warfare and Swampmarshers for wetland warfare. All of these will be explained and encountered later on in the story

"He sold me out to the Dragonroot Company, I was given orders to execute the treacherous fuck who gave no shits to our brotherhood. That's all there is to know from the truth" He spewed out in front of him as Lt. Bostonswelter did not take the excuse

"I knew from the beginning that Italians can't be trusted to tell the truth properly, now it's time to relive the nightmares from Darkheart Prison. Hit him with the full jetsteam because the pain's gonna be worse than what the Marauders did" Lt. Bostonswelter ordered as the two Pyrostokers sprayed him with the high pressure water contained while the interrogation specialist struck his prisoner with the electrical stun batons

Because of the amplified electrical shock he was receiving he was left to endure the worst of the torture which left him into a blubbering seizure, the lights of which flashed throughout a regular session in the chamber; revealing the bloodied smears of prisoners who have broken free from their bonds and attempted to reach the exit before the Komodo Unit fired on them so that neither could leave their grasps. Those survivors are hunted down and shot on sight as soon as reinforcements arrived on the scene whenever resistance is shown. Drops of slobber were shed in few numbers while the inner veins tangled with each other until the threads of the blood set themselves ablaze. At least until it ended with him breathing

"You hate me that much, fuck you; turn up the voltage. It doesn't change a damn thing that it's me that killed him and he kept everything out of my eyes even in death, especially the funds you require for total domination of the world"

"Our nation has no use for world domination as that is fickle like the politics as we live for the thrill of conflict, the Arsenal-Fox himself does just that at the greatest pleasure. I know of the death of him but the motives surrounding your involvement is a conflict in of itself. Answer a question like mine for a change: I want to know why a hero whom the Komodo Unit does not have a record on nor could find as much information on him would betray a family known for living in the warfare of conflict? What happened at the headquarters, what did you see when he possessed the Bludvist's Legacy in his hands after stripping it from his fallen comrades?" He explained before demanding information on this false news that he would later know would turn out to be lies to derail the Komodo Unit

"He betrayed more than the family of our ancestor, he threw away our brotherhood that we stood for living. It was time that treacherous ass would die under my hand" He continued on his lies as Lt. Bostonswelter took notice on the tattoos he had

"Then tell me about the tattoos he shared as well, there's no escaping from having the inner care that you still have about a traitorous member of the family. Decorating one's body with the memento of a war criminal, how about I leave a imprint to smother it to ruin just like how it's your status that'll be ruined" Lt. Bostonswelter moved to touch him but Mikekolt showed hostility in return

"Don't you dare lay a hand on me again!" Mikekolt kicked him in the jaw and wrapped around his neck with his legs as if he was attempting to choke him to death, the Komodo Pyrostokers clutched the jaws of life on his shoulders to stop him as the jaws hydraulically pressing down hard to inflict pain to his bones

"How effeminate of you to still be defending that treacherous bastard after defacing him and calling him out on his betrayal to the Castlekroftservkhall family. You've taken a low step just for the amount of hypocrisy for that. Because you've made an attempt to choke me I say time to deliver a second overload of hell onto you in return because it's only right if I hit back hard after all. Hit him when I strike" Lt. Bostonswelter smacked the electrical stun batons against each other as the Komodo Pyrostokers sprayed their prisoner, before slamming them toward his sides; beginning the cycle of blubbering seizures once again

Amplified with the voltage of the electrical stun batons raised the receiving pain became just as worse than it was before, sending him into another blubbering seizure with more drops of slobber that was splattering all over the sides and with few times of foaming in the mouth; it just wouldn't end because for no matter how much information that Lt. Bostonswelter gotten from his number one prisoner, this was all out of revenge for taking his leader's left eye. The webbing of his nerves twisted and elvused themselves abrasively and brashly against the inner core of his bones, it had not been dulled out from the injuries received from his fight on the train and subway nor did his neck recover from the strangling attempts from one of the most infamous Komodo Assassins. Sharply throbbing and aching in the process with the growing pains that cramped all over the place in separate numbers just to make it worse, the foaming from the mouth grew worse as soon as the electrical torture ended

"Admit it, he told you the location of the Bludvist's Legacy when he died; killed under a world that cared nothing about him or you in the slightest as that's what the Archipelago treats their warriors. Grashunov was right about you being blind to the truth in front of your eyes-" Out of his own hands he pounded him against his gut which he always exploited as his targeted area before calming down for the time being. "Of course I hate you, but you took our leader's left eye and the blame is on you; not him as it was justified from the start. The President has a right to know the reasoning behind his betrayal you keep telling me about. You are not one of Drayko's lapdogs and you're no hero to the Archipelago. I want you to say the truth in front of me: Your brother was not what you say he was and he remained true to the family that you're betraying, he told you about the location of the second half and then you're going to start telling us where it is that he hidden it; right now..." Lt. Bostonswelter threatened

"No... Breyerkolt was a treacherous... disgraced member of the family" Mikekolt remained as stubborn as ever

"For what purpose? Don't lie to me about it or I'll know about what you're hiding from me" He held the electrical stun batons against his throat as if he was going to slit him

"He went to his grave cursing the Castlekroftservkhall Family, I am not protecting him nor am I his half-brother after what he did to me. I'm not helping you in building the ICBPSM just so it can be used to destroy the Warlords. Face it Bostonswelter, the Legacy has been burned with him when he was cremated and sent to the end of the earth!" Mikekolt screamed at him near the end of the session as he was out of energy to speak, but he remained unconvinced about the false info he was receiving

"You've just earned yourself a killing because I'm raising the voltage to it's maximum power, I know now just about the kind of lies you were spewing just to stall for time. This next shock will kill you right from where you hang and if not then we've got plenty of time for our Brutes to preform their signature performance in what hell is really like unlike that Viking, Savage as I have to thank you and the chief for shutting him up forever. Maximum pressure now!" Crossing the electrical stun batons in a x-formation as if he was defending with twin swords, he gave out the order that struck Mikekolt with the most painful pressurized spray directed on his back ever; all while he smacked his gut in the same x-formation with the stun baton's bladed parts on the top of the rods

This time there was no exception as screams of discomforting and irritating pain that could in fact be fatal and could kill someone was heard before returning to blubbering but without an seizure this time around. The skeleton of Mikekolt flashed with lightning while the sides that were his mouth released the full total amount of slobber which foamed in colossal quantities for that matter, turning back into a darkblood red color quickly as soon as a joke became dead like when Snotlout refused to let go of that damn century aged torment he calls a joke that in all sense was not funny in the first place. Steam evaporated from his skin when the high volts were started to have his internal organs be fried into a meal that not even cannibals would in their minds of desperate times that called for desperate measures eat due to how horrific the origins behind this meal came to be. No one is brave to stand against the Komodo Unit and all of them feared the name as the President's determined to leave Hjierantruvalo to become an name to be known throughout historical records of mythology. Their President wanted more for those in his nation acting like a haven for soldiers discarded by the Warlords than himself, if he wasn't as noble as he was jingoistic in the name of conflict that he lived for. The session lasted until he threw up a half-mixture of tea brown, darkblood red and mossy gold tan color vomit that had been granular with chunks of digested rations that were foaming and boiling on the surface from the heat of the electrical torture he received; shades of blood overtook the near most of it while few quarters remained untouched. His lungs have been crushed and all that blubbering was worth the hard snickering and strained laughter from the Komodo Unit

His eyesight faded and could see no more as he collapsed back into darkness, passed out on a pair of near fried lungs; Lt. Bostonswelter called in the medics as though he could not care on his status he needed him alive since sooner or later he will discover that the info was false as he still believed he held the funds in his hands. The Komodo Medics confirmed that he's alive as this made shake his head, he proceeded to smack the button on the wall to open the door; allowing the soldiers to take him off the chains and bring him outside of the chamber to their main makeshift prison cell to beat down on this tired and weakened 25-Year Old warrior that called himself the Arsenal-Fox. Lt. Bostonswelter made clear on his assurance that the Brutes will have their way with him in showing just the kind of hell to pressure him with, and this is that session in the cell that he was chained from behind the throne like recliner chair where he was lied on his back; not for comfort but to make the stinging pain of the pressure washer worse for him. Grashunov will be coming in later to see the process of what's happening with their prisoner, in the meantime let's see what our squad is up to shall we?

Hervatlock drove into the town where civilians walked through before coming out to talk to some of the townspeople, one of which directed him over to where the official was walking through with guards escorting him. Komodo Snipers took them out with toxic shots that was powerful to collapse their lungs while also scorching the internal organs from inside, having the bloodveins from within tangle with one another before constricting the bloodflow into their brain where it is then deprived of all nervous systems as the victim dies. This poison is not to be used again by them as it takes too long for the person to die, this was built for this one reason and nothing else beyond that. He then took the official off to the dark alley and interrogated him for the location of the guest house

"Do your worst on me, I ain't talkin' for no other man" The Hjierantruvalo official was more stubborn than the last one at the airport but Hervatlock was not letting him stay that way

"I suggest you reconsider that option because the squad I have in the Komodo Unit is looking for something to quench that hunger of his, and your blood is just the kind he needs" Upon hearing the threat he knew what individual he meant and was frightened

"Not if that vamparic freak drinks yours, traitor to the President"

"I don't fear him, now where is the guest house?"

"The guest house? Across the rail-bridge near the sea, that's all I know about"

"I'll sever the other one if you're lying"

Hervatlock dug his knife into where the two lungs were held before cutting off the left half as he then kick the official down to the ground before heading back, stopping for a moment out of some snagging pain in his leg before fully returning back to the truck. Lucitreuz gotten the map that confirmed the existence of the guest house before it was here that it was time for them to rescue the Arsenal-Fox right here and right now. Back at the guest house however was when Grashunov and Lt. Bostonswelter were having a little chat inside his cell

The guest house comprised of two main buildings with the main being gigantic as it's a single who room with three stories while the second one was noticeably smaller but contained more than several rooms and pantries of course. The basement was where the prison was and from there the Arsenal-Fox awaited to be rescued, make-shifted into one so that in peace they can extract the information from him without interference of the outsiders. The outside had the ground paved with bricks with some medium sized square bricks on parallel sides as well, the fact there were also some lamps that were barely lit seemed to give off the look that this was being occupied under Komodo Unit forces. Some ramps led down to chutes were it can be in fact crawled through no matter the size and some had a staircase that ramped up to the upper level. Finally, there were some gothic looking barred gates for the windows and for the look of appearing graceful in the Victorian times but nothing too modern for the taste of ancient warriors like the Vikings

"Now it looks like you've done quite the true number on our prisoner, intel extracted out of a session of torture's become unreliable thanks to how he was fried through lightning many times before. It's been the President's understanding that a skilled interrogation specialist of all people didn't have to resort to playing into the false lies and information he was spewing under your nose on our subject. After some time I decided that I don't hate him anymore, I'm not that kind of leader for the people I lead under my hand" Grashunov examined Mikekolt's bloodied and battered half to death body that still bled even to this hour

"You're absolutely right about that Mr. President, for him this doesn't count as torture. It was just awhile before I wanted to see his face again because I haven't even taken his friend just yet. It all depends on the time and place, this man's supposed to be a hero who started their little Titan Uprising for dominance over the Archipelago. Hervatlock's next if I can find out if there's more survivors of the Lost Paradise Army you single handedly executed back at town" Lt. Bostonswelter replied

"Understand that: as a fellow Komodo Unit Interrogation Specialist, you know his limits to the highest decree; taking information out of him is a hard achievement isn't it Lieutenant?"

"Ah... he's a tough one who's seen his share of conflict before, that resilience will be the one downfall that will cost him the fact that he's forbidden from leaving thanks to the threats by our former allies. This time I'll get the true location of the remaining Bludvist's Legacy out of him for sure, and it's all going towards you"

"Are you able to do it, Lieutenant?"

"Not part of the regimen I go for but there is always a way for desparate times. While he was out there taking on the Dragon Hunters the medical staff developed a new formula that they can extract info out of prisoners. It was tested on before"

"Confessions extracted using truth serum of a stronger formula can't be trusted in the hands of the soldiers like us, especially the dosage of strengthened serums that have caused a loss of sanity in the prisoners interrogated under our hand. He could begin to unravel and fall like bricks just like the Warlords' foundation of their profits through controlling our warfare, all in the time it takes for you to start questioning him for the location of the Bludvist's Legacy. You know that as well as I myself do. Why the desperation, Bostonswelter?"

"Hmm... it seemed the ideal way to handle it in order for the ICBPSM to be given more time than the deadline to be built, from a efficiency perspective. Truth serums also have an little ansthetic effect so he won't be hurting as much as his soldiers will be should he escape from this hell. I'll be sending out the Flying Platforms should he indeed escape to come after him, I'd say let him taste the fear of being hunted down like a pair of plagued dogs"

"Leave the two of us as I want to talk to him first, seemed that he's been awake all this time"

"I'll let you be my guest to the man who tried to kill you all for the sake of blackmail that led to nowhere, except for the cost of your left eye now"

Lt. Bostonswelter turned away and walked to the door where he exited afterwards, the two of them left alone to converse with one another as the President turned to face the still but seemingly awake Mikekolt whom of course was unconscious as of this time. With the leader of the deadliest enemies he's ever faced coming over to take a seat on the bed next to him, both of his serpent tentacles attached themselves onto his upperchest to listen in to what it was he was dreaming of using the heartbeats that was like music to his ears. It soothed him through times of stressed motions and when it came to that his damnation planned for the three Warlords who led Bludvist's Army after the fall of their leader had worn him out, he's always in the mood to listen in on the dreams of his men. Outside from the jingostic nature shown to his enemies was a President that came to interpret dreams from his perspective, a single word was not spoken throughout this session and when it was over; that was when he started to talk to him using a calm tone of voice

HTTYD

Acknowledging the fact that he was awake all this time in the start of his and Bostonswelter's conversation, he complimented that he was a formidable opponent and came to confirm that the Komodo Unit has been taking in the studies of whatever among the arsenal he held with him was modified to be designed for their usage. However he denied the false news that the traitor in the family was working for him because the member he was thinking about, named after octopus in french was dead for sometime and a private funeral was indeed held without his knowledge. A Castlekroftservkhall cannot betray one another of their own as Tiburonkolt is a legend in the eyes of the elders who have went on to discover his origins. He understood that he was indeed worthy of the title Arsenal-Fox for his cunning and sly nature, including a number of times he killed his enemies in cold blood with nothing to spare from his mouth in death. Yet it seemed that he was troubled as he wondered whom it was he was loyal to? The reason to fight was not relevant to him as he was not living if he was not fighting

Their business in the insurrection revolt in San Hjierantruvalo was just a shadow of a warning to the Dragon Hunters, it was supposed to happen from the beginning; the Marauders had it's allies under their grip. It's them that set up the idea of giving the ICBPSM parts to the Hunters before the Komodo Unit would step him to break their allegiance to them. Give them a new weapon of their own design and to enlighten him on the reason why, it was to prolong their final hour that would come to end under his hand. The Warlords seized the control as Drago Bludvist left the three of them an will to follow as his downfall left them in shambles that in the word was crumbling into dust. Collapsing the business of their profits he himself had no interest in for as long as he's gained what it was he required to stage his defense when their forces came to takeover his peninsula. Thanks to him eight and a half years ago, the Bludvist's Legacy was lost and the Marauders would seek out to reclaim it for the act of expanding upon their advanced machines built for the purpose of conflicting warfare; to build a better nation meant to be a haven for their armed defenders

Dragon Hunters cannot sustain the exertive amount that was being demanded under the loss of the lives from their allies taken from the hands of Drayko and claws of Toothless, he was a man who deserved such highest respect from him as he wanted to build on what their future legacy will become thanks to the oracle who revealed this to Hiccup Horrendous Haddock I in the ancient times when he ruled over the Archipelago. Now the Marauders in addition to the reconstructed foundation of their main division has succeeded in deploying everything they have out on the battlefield, and are now moving to cement their militaristic superiority over the fallen Bludvist's Army that the Warlords are reconstructing in private out of the eyes from everyone who knew their presence. At this rate their balance of power would collapse all for the name of their profiting methods being taken out of their hands to live another day while they went on to save the others from a horrible fate, and before long their final hour will be executed with a satisfying conclusion for as soon as they pay for leaving him on the brink of death; the Komodo Unit will move in to deliver a new foundation for an age that will benefit the lands who need their freedom from the corruption of having the beliefs of others forced onto the shoulders of the people. Be it native to his land or from other motherlands like his, all that mattered was that it was them who hears his voice and be motivated to know what he was doing is right and to be remembered by history

With the death of the Warlords: Ragnar the Rock, Chaghatai Khan and Griselda the Grievous it will be a matter of time before the ones who fear the name of their main fallen leader comes to know how much worse the Komodo Unit is. The importance of the Warlords was at no time meant to be remembered but forgotten like the dust that their leader's ashes are using for an filler for the cracks in their business. His orders were not to guard the convoy which had their weapon meant to be aimed to the island were Red Death once ruled over so that the species whom they believed to be originated from that shrouded abandoned island, but to hijack it's transportation as the Marauders would then take the full total of what the worst would come to them; all for the idea to leave them with nothing more to strip down to the bone as what's left is for the collapse of the tribe that was the reason for the state of many other's suffering that they've been forced to endure because of a god's death. It's all a clever plan by them as well as the Infernal Jackal, all planned out to defend the interests of the warfare that cannot be avoided in the future as it will be written in stone for their eyes only. This is what he calls the Archipelago his home

Grashunov stood up as he concluded with some final words to spare before leaving, stating it as just like how soldiers have a need of talented officers; the Komodo Unit have need in their talented leaders such as himself for he is a President of the peninsula. Leaders who grant the guidance to their motherlands as men like him have a reason to live for the war that rages on. He was given a second life to be the ultimate battlefield commander as he who controls their fields of war, it is he who controls history itself. The skills to wage it against the threats, their aptitude for strategy as well as the endurance to return alive from the depths of hell; but the most important part was the charisma to gain total dominance and possess the hearts of their antagonistic soldiers. His voice activated itself once again for a example to show and tell him how it worked out: "This is the President of the San Hjierantruvalo Peninsula speaking: these vocals are endowed with the specialized power apart of the project build to create the one commander who can lead their enemies to their side. Who this model is happens to be no surprise to the both of us, he is a man of deadly fortune..."

It was none other than the legend himself Drayko Ryder for he received these gifts as part of living another day after the Warlords left him for dead, he inherited them as he too is not an minute short of being a historian himself like he hinted before multiple times. Mikekolt took on the title of the Arsenal-Fox, he was Drayko's most trusted student and now comrade when it came to saving both of men and Dragonkind of the Archipelago. The two of them were both like brothers in arms and as such he cannot kill him as of this time, he hopes he's comfortable for now as he is about to witness the birth of a heaven out of the shadows of being left to die built for mercenaries of deadly fortune as their own paradise; if it's to come down to the fact he cannot continue on the concept of a heaven outside the realm of the dead then he will be given everything he held in the palm of his hand. Grashunov soon left and closed the door as Mikekolt remained half conscious but still alive even when he knew that the Komodo Unit is coming back to resume their torture with face melting pepper spray added to the mix

Elsewhere from the guest house of San Hjierantruvalo, the President himself contacted their chief in command through the use of the communications box; their conversation was about the chemical weapons at the airships but most importantly it's their progress on them. "This is the President here, I trust that the weapons are fully being charged with the power cells? Yes the negotiations with the Hjierantruvalo Security was nothing short of being a successful run, they're not interfering with what's about to happen next. Once our allies in the state of defense for the people saw the trajectory data of the ICBPSM, this was no bluff as they found out too late after they'd been executed to the last men for refusing to take compensation out from their fallen leader that I've become. I will be returning back to the shadows, the airship awaits as I'll be somewhere else inside. Until then, chief in command..." He ended contact as the medical chief stood by, alerted at the sounds of footsteps running over to their location

The door slammed opened to the side to find two medical staff seeking shelter and alert the man himself, to which he responded with this: "What is it? Report!"

"Mr. President, it's our razor honed soldier; he's broken out from his tank and is coming here to find and kill the-" The medical staff was brutally sliced down by Zero's machete as he of all people stood at the doorway, awake and not at peace like he should be. The medical chief calmly took his presence while Grashunov demanded a explanation

"Explain your treachery here in front of me directly" Grashunov's voice filled with authority as Zero was filled with motivation to finish the mission, having not slept peacefully after he was forced to stand down

"The mission must be completed at once" He replied but the President would not have him interfere in the affairs between him and the Arsenal-Fox

"Stand down Zero, that is a order" He crossed his arms

"Not while he lives, I have not succeeded in my mission" Zero defiantly spoke out

"You refer to the Arsenal-Fox? He's been taken back under us, the mission has ended. Stand down, Zero..." His eyes narrowed down and strained with his patience being shaved thinly

"I will not... why won't he just die?!" Komodo Eviscerators came to apprehend him but with his razor honed instincts, Zero cut them down severely to the brink of death but it was thanks to their armor they were taken by the medical staff in the guest house. The medical chief was stopped by Grashunov as he went to confront Zero. "Out of my way Grashunov, I have to kill him! I must kill him... I must... kill the... Arsenal-Fox!" Zero yelled

He swiftly rushed forward and slashed downwards against Grashunov who dodged the attack before rising off to the side, throwing both his serpent tentacles and dual katana to wakizashi blades to subdue him as his machete was thrown into the air before spinning down to the ground. Grashunov's voice implant activated as he was shot backwards

"You will follow the orders of the President, Zero. I am your leader and main commander" Having been subdued for now he ordered the soldiers to take him to the preparation chamber where he will be taken care of. Grashunov went on to look back at Mikekolt's cell and remark this to him: "Zero has to be reset after a mission was finished and yet it seems after a single skirmish like this one, the fox is more cunning than he looks for if he's the one to instill such strong emotions in a cold blooded soldier meant to be perfect. Arsenal-Fox, it has come to my conclusion that you are becoming one of the greatest of all men who oppose their control over our freedom to see the way how we see things of all time"

Hervatlock called his fellow soldiers for the meeting as the location was confirmed thanks to the map procured on site by Lucitreuz, discussing the course of action as he went on to speak with them: "We have the guest house where the Arsenal-Fox is being held. Next step is to go down the road, head inside and execute the rescue operation as that's all there really is. The security's tight but we cannot and will not let that stop us. We're bringing him back with us as that's a final order, everyone with me? He will not be facing the business at the end of a rifle while we come in fast and exercise more caution than ever before, we're in this together so now let's go rescue our leader!" He told his fellow soldiers as they all responded with their salute adopted from Mikekolt's final salute from when he stood before Breyerkolt's grave

Lucitreuz headed to the driver's seat and took off to the guest house in the dead of night as it was here that he felt the coolness of the wind, it was calming but it was also warming his very tainted blood that ran in his veins. Usually it boiled under the sun but had no further issues of that kind as he can take the heat, it's just genetic engineering and those vein like cables that's running along his back as mentioned before from his old comrade. Being taken under a loving hand of care by the medical chief whom calls her Queen, he was healed and the airship staff above who specialized in chemical weapons were enhancing his vamparic abilities before he was dispatched to assassination missions and contracts accompanied by Komodo Eviscerators during the day and solo at night. He owed her a gift of his own because though he cannot cast a reflection thanks to the mirrored Octoflauge that was laid against his skin, she allowed him to live again. He hoped to meet her again at the guest house as the truck was on it's way

At the guest house, Mikekolt laid against the floor on his stomach as he was engulfed in bear pepper spray meant to ward off creatures of the same species and breed of the same name; a horrific session of torture meant to torment him after he's killed various of their comrades of the Komodo Unit. Smoke emitted from his flesh because of that and one man in particular for that matter was aware of the fact that he had tuberculosis just like his grandfather, he spat in his mouth and coughed down his throat to ensure that he goes down with him. He had fits of black lung coughing followed by constricting chest pain that left him on the ground unmoving but still spewing out some blood from his coughing fits whenever possible. Outside a soldier was approached by the Komodo Unit's Medical Chief: Queen as Lucitreuz called her

"Good evening, the dinner for the guard and to the prisoner has arrived" She told him

"Thanks for the meal mademoiselle, one of the bastards wanted him to go down with TB like him and he knew about it long beforehand; someone needs to arrest him because that shit's not going past me. I lost too many comrades to our nemesis but even more because of them diseases we've been dealing with at the abandoned missile silo. Still it's awfully nice of you to come all this way just to bring us a meal to be fed with, those French rations were starting to put some hell on my intestines; all because they're so good"

"No need to mention it, mind if I talked to the prisoner for awhile? I want to meet the man of the President's focus who fought Zero and lived to tell the stories about it, enjoy the supper while you're at it" She told him as the soldier took his meal before leaving

Entering inside of his cell the medical chief looked down on Mikekolt who was shuddering at the cold but hardened warm burst of air that came from the opening of the cell door, it feels like he was starting to get into another coughing fit thanks to the tuberculosis infecting both of his lungs; but it's really just the irritation of the bear pepper spray that he was doused with in powder form. She was glad he survived and didn't think he'd survive a battle with Zero as it was said that no one survives with their razor honed soldier. Bringing him something to eat as to regain his strength and taking a look to patch him to his former self

In the process she started to talk to him: "The nurse at the research lab told me about you and the anti-malaria drugs you were searching for, I assume Lucitreuz is now helping you?"

"Yes... all these four years... thought he was left for dead..." Mikekolt was beginning to pass out but the medical chief would not let him

"Stay with me. Grashunov's started preparations for the ICBPSM ballistic launch and given the orders to begin loading the cluster missiles into the multi-chambers of the main missile itself so all islands of the Archipelago be it inhabitated or not be struck down. They've taken it from the bay to the plant where it's being assembled so that it could be loaded into the chambers. Taking it out can at least stop him from launching the attack on the motherland you hail from should he target the country where you truly came from"

"Why tell me about this at the cost of your allegiance to the President?" He asked her as she came to respond

"I have faith in that you can stop a pyrothermical fallout that would in return begin a deadlier vast and voluminous sea of flames on the Archipelago, even worse when your motherland in Europe where you truly hail from is next: Italy should this weapon get back into the hands of the Dragon Hunters to strike at Draconia. Your fate will alter because a rescue is on the way, I must return back to the wilderness at the office; but we will meet again. To reach the plant as well as to reach me at my medical office, you must first enter the airships and stop them from providing a compressed flammable chemical into their tanks that will cause a thick gaseous to thin veil of volcanic fires that will engulf San Hjierantruvalo from below unless a higher point is reached. The chemicals are not fatal but they are severely lethal as it's containing one thing in particular that causes riots to break out and infect the natives of the peninsula... I can say nothing further as the rest was silenced out" The medical chief told him what he had to do next in order to reach the plant

"You care about the lives of the soldiers... that's-"

"Say no more and rest, it's Grashunov who cares for his men moreso than how the rules apply to the survival of the fittest kind of rulership some pose to their civilians. He is willing to go to great lengths to show what he will do for his people of all kinds, all for their beliefs and all for their self-independence out from being chained to their leaders and forced to be left for dead after outliving their usefulness and discarded like tools of the Warlords who care little for others and more for their profit to finish what Drago started"

"Drago... he's the main catalyst wasn't he? He threatened both of us and Whiteburah Island, it was deserving of him to be killed-"

"Grashunov wanted him dead too and expected his conquest to be in vain, that's all I can truly tell as of this time; the rest he wants you to know when you encounter him again" Queen put him to sleep with a soothing touch before laying him down softly on the bed, wanting him to rest before leaving. The guard thought back to the tuberculosis vaccines that the medical chief was making to suppress the disease long enough to fully eliminate it by the time the patient gets to her office at the wilderness. Looking back he thought that he could also use one as well, even talking to the prisoner himself. "You know, a fox like you ain't so bad to have around; shame you've got TB and I think I might've gotten it myself. I won't tell Mr. President that you're not in the guest house anymore like he predicts, he really wants you to give him one hell of a war to fight because he's still young and in his prime to this day; never gets old for us either"

Arriving at the outside of the guest house Adamel roamed about in the stone path laid out in front of the entrance, lamposts lit in the dead of night and guards taking positions; he led his men down the ramp on the left side in order to reach the basement. While the others got to the door he used the human sized ventilation shafts to crouch on through the area, heading north and turning to the right where he was down on the lower floors. Right door led outside in between an unguarded alleyway where the prisoner can escape with them. The rest of his squad arrived afterwards

Seeing the furthermost right door that was concealed behind a bookshelf that swiveled from the side to the wall, Adamel broke off the locks while the squad slammed against barricades formed from the inside to block off the door from opening inward; breaking off some of the boards that were nailed. Once it looked like the door was free from the obstructions meant to stall them in rescuing their leader, Adamel came charging to the door and preformed his own version of the flying kick to send the door flipping over to the other side and breaking apart. Sometimes it was situations like these that called for a sacrifice of stealth as no one seemed to be guarding this area, at least not until HQ would be called in to send a detective team to assess the situation like this

Adamel led his men into the cell one by one as he entered with three others aiming for the back to kill off those who might be coming to reinforce security, meanwhile he and the rest of his squad approached Mikekolt who was taken into a seating position. "Didn't know I was alive and came to the rescue, I'm taking you out to Perkins once we get back to the truck for risking your lives just to find me; the only question is why?" He mentioned as the cuffs were broken off and the box was crushed underneath

"Because you are our commander, we knew the Arsenal-Fox wouldn't die on us in a land like this ruled under the hand of our 32nd President of San Hjierantruvalo. Grashunov gives us the reason to fight in order to live another day, but you give us a reason to be loyal to ourselves" Adamel mentioned

"Rescuing me is too kind for a foreign mercenary like myself, saving me ain't stoppin' him-"

"We need you more than ever in our fight, neither of us can't take the ICBPSM head on by our hands nor on our own orders just yet. He's right about men needing a leader to follow but he was also right about everything he told you, he told us the same thing and I know you won't disappoint us. Do not forget that, frotello (brother) because although you're on the official dead man's wanted blacklist; you will forever be the Komodo Unit's greatest nemesis of all time as we've never had such a thrilling opponent to stand against our forces" Adamel kept him silenced as he didn't want him to say another word, letting him know that the Komodo Unit loved fighting him as much as he did fighting them

"I understand, we're leaving this hellhole. I know where the ICBPSM's cluster missiles are and being loaded in, our business here's finished" Mikekolt told him

"Understood Fox, there's an alleyway up ahead that's not guarded very much" One of his men stated with Mikekolt nodding in response

Exiting the cell and heading into the hallway Adamel looked down to find that Mikekolt was left barefoot due to the containment foam ruining his boots, he gave him a new pair so that he wouldn't feel too much pain while roaming through the peninsula in search of the ICBPSM they're after. These boots had a 70s upwards loafers vamp with a thickish medium scaled top rim that had a upwards vamparic collar revolving around the leg, and a lower battleskirt like collar on the bottom that had a pair of trapezoids facing the other sides on the top to bottom towards each other near the top; where the straps would go and tighten themselves for their user's comfort so it doesn't slip off easily. It had a basic inverted upwards trapezoid shape to it. The upper sections consisting of the toebox, midguard, quarter and tip had raised parallel lines closed next to one another in a pattern that was meant to give it depth. With a border separating the raised parallel lines on the top and seamless diamond texture on the bottom, the back of the top half continued on with the scales while the heel ramped upwards to the top diagonally; this time having two vents next to each other on the left to right sides; and to truly make him go there were at least three heelys wheels that snapped into place for better mobility to glide across smooth surfaces. The series of pyramid spikes in between to diagonal outward slanted blades for the skates still remained as they came out on the furthermost left and right edges this time around for better balance connected with three strips across to the other blades themselves. The front had a closer ribbed parallel plate on the front that came upwards along the ankle to the shinguard, a pair of two inverted trapezoids atop one another on both the left to right sides for a pair of pyramid spike studded straps; same goes towards the ankles for maximum secure tightening to avoid slipping. Finally, Mikekolt felt they left a few designs to be desired for but took a great welcome to them as the vents cannot be filled and clogged with containment foam; ruining them like before and once he gets back he will add in some of his own flavors to it such as dual crossed z-shaped straps on the whole top of the boots and a colorful design along with his fox buckle to be laid against it just so he can be reminded of his jackal sandals

The risk of walking on jagged stone on the ground eliminated he was back to leading his men out of the guest house, taking the alleyway that was suggested by one of his soldiers; silently reaching the area where the truck was waiting as because due to the tuberculosis he was on a death sentence until he can reach the medical chief's office in the wilderness. The airships in the skies was his next destination until further notice because he had to stop the hell that is going on above their heads literally. Chemicals must not leave those airships to explode onto the peninsula down below and as of this time he had no clue that the airships dealt with high class biological warfare: chemical and bioweapons that were a indefinite no-no area for the former because just how did that contribute to the death of the Warlords? He knew much but had to learn so much more than that to understand the ambitions of Grashunov

Just then a searchlight was shined down on Mikekolt and the squad as Lt. Bostonswelter flew out towards their direction on his specialized flying platform meant for his prosthetic leg and came accompanied under a few others on them; all equipped with weapons for scouting and assaults to flush out enemy contact. "End of the line now, these are mighty fine men you lead here Arsenal-Fox I can't argue with that. I never had the thought that a hero who took down a Dragon Root branch no less would have his comrades come to rescue him, what a fucking joke for a frenchman who surrenders just as faster than he can raise a white flag! Carless of me, it was a foolish thing for me to let you slip through my fingers but that's one I will not repeat a third time. I have to thank the medical chief for that" Lt. Bostonswelter insulted his French nationality as he was a mixed breed due to his racism

"Queen, the medical chief who saved Lucitreuz from death; I didn't even get the chance to thank her for saving my comrade" Mikekolt thought to himself as Lt. Bostonswelter went on to continue the interrogation as it was only a matter of time before he discovered the lies he was spewing to him during the session

"She was a mystery to me for saving and turning one of our own into a vampire but she does have her uses, now that we're both here we can get on with the questioning; I knew you lied to me but I will get those answers starting now: the Bludvist's Legacy, where is it?! I know you stole the Marauders half that was supposed to be given back to us, now tell me where it is!" He demanded as Mikekolt replied

"The Marauders, what the hell are you going on about now?" He pretended not to go along with what he knew from Grashunov

"Denial still continues here, have it your way! Your men dies in the hands of a Castlekroftservkhall one by one until you change your mind!" He brought out a spreadfire crossbow and shot one of his men

"Stop that!" He yelled back at him

"Where is the Bludvist's Legacy? Where is it?!"

"How the hell am I supposed to know?!" Another man of the squad was shot upon response of Lt. Bostonswelter's impatience that was reaching the thin end. "Stop that, I have nothing of anything that's going on here!"

"You lied to me, Arsenal-Fox. You know where the Bludvist's Legacy is, the Infernal Jackal told me without Grashunov's involvement-"

"The Infernal Jackal?! Damn the Dragon Marauders!" Lt. Bostonswelter had come to realize too late that he revealed the information of where the Bludvist's Legacy was suspected to be, he was growing desparate for the location and needed to know quickly. "Why the hell are you so concerned about what's happened to the microfilm, Bostonswelter?! What is your stake in finding it?"

"That's enough! You better start giving me the answers or more blood will be staining your hands like the tabacos de fumar cigarros burro South American Mexican that you are!" Lt. Bostonswelter once again attacked him with a racial slur that called him a cigar smoking jackass. Firing his weapon towards his direction just as the truck arrived in the nick of time

Hervatlock rammed into Lt. Bostonswelter's modified flying platform and send him crashing down and skidded over to his allies position, letting the severely damaged men get in while Mikekolt looked down on a wounded soldier: "Leave me... I was never trained for survival because of him!"

"I ain't leaving a man like my own behind just as much as I ain't leavin' my Dragons behind; the bullet arrow went through, now come on and let's go!" Mikekolt argued with him as he took his body into the back of the truck with the heavy gunners aiming their rocket launchers towards the soldiers who were attempting to stop them getting away

"Do not let them escape, stop them now!" Lt. Bostonswelter struggled to get up upon impact against falling onto the floor and hitting his back

The soldiers on the flying platforms fired their VZ-61 Scorpion styled submachine crossbows aimed to the tires and tracks to destroy the cycle and interfere with the driving. Mikekolt got back into the hands of the medic to deal with his and the soldiers wounds before telling his friend Hervatlock: "Step on it, take us out of the guest house and tell Lucitreuz about my TB; a soldier poisoned me just so I'll go down with him and I need to reach the medical chief with his help for the vaccines!"

Hearing that he was infected with tuberculosis the medical staff were on full alert, Hervatlock was extremely alerted the worst out of them all and proceeded to step on it just like he ordered. Lucitreuz ran up to the back of the truck and jumped to the top of the truck, swinging himself inside and checking up on Mikekolt's wounds where he was then told about how a soldier deliberately infected him with tuberculosis by spitting in his mouth and coughing down his throat all while he was in pain from the bear pepper spray. He injected him with a vaccine containing Bacille Calmette Guerin (BCG) in order to suppress the disease from killing the rest of his squad due to it's fatal properties. He knew that Queen was the one who held a vaccine to fully kill the contagious disease from within his lungs

The next line of action would be discussed for the next chapter when the airships await them high in the skies, but until then this would only be a moment of time before it got worse for our hero

At this point it should be no wonder that the Komodo Unit are seriously fucked in the head, but just hold that thought when they unleash a bioweapon that is worse than any other kind of demon that was fought when Blight was around. This is artificially created from hands of the airship staff and has since been locked in the freezer of the second airship, it can regenerate their lost limbs with superior reptilian metabolism and nothing can stop it; especially when the secrets behind this monstrosity was about to be revealed soon...