Raptor One – Chapter 50
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I feel the world spiral back into the void of space, distant stars brightens the darkness of space as i float inside it, the simulation system finally had enough of me.
The rest of the Military grade Permit was easy, after getting to the bridge i just had to talk to the AI, coincidentally, she had the codes and way to liberate the civilians, so i got her to do it, main mission complete, next was to rescue the AI, i had no way back, so i detached the command module from the ship using the AI, after that i just space walked the heck away with the AI on my hands.
That’s mission two complete.
Side mission, save the ship was a complete nightmare, so i just called quit.
That is, the rest of the colony ship was bombarded and became space debris.
End of Military permit simulation, rating? Maximum, it did not make the simulation in a way that was possible to complete it at all, it just wanted to test the person, that’s why it was so hardcore.
The Captain permit simulation was just a drill, easy, the problem came with conflicting crew that i had to manage while at it.
Still got my permit, so with bonus use i decided to test my luck with Military grade Captain permit, oh boy, the simulation was pure adrenaline.
Evade shots, fire back, control damage, reactive fire, boarding drills, crew breakdowns mid battle and off duty...
Yeah, pure chaos, still got the permit.
But the one that got me booted out was the combat medic permit, a side permit i found after combat engineer of which i got.
That one opened my eyes to the reality.
I’m not undying, and the ones besides me are even less undying, but in all this ordeal that was the combat medic permit, i learned one thing, a old saying from old terra.
Semper Fidelis, Semper Fortis.
This saying got me, and it works much more for Avalis, we live in packs after all.
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After being kicked out of the simulator the security let me go free, so that’s a plus, but that’s the only one, because after getting to the hangar bay and looking at a big, mangled ship, of which i had problem believing it was ISS – Tenacity.
The pack relationship was not great, the ship was totally beached, and i had problems to solve, but no money to pay it all.
After getting everyone in the pack normalized and pacified i had to find ways to not die of hunger while trying to fix the ship, this also made the repairs of ISS – Raptor One go even further back.
I had to do something, but did not know what to do...
So i asked Jason some help.
After some briefing he got some job for my pack after knowing what happened, Zu became the security secretary because of her good mind and tendency for organization.
The Li sisters became apprentice engineers, helping with the lower deck machinery.
The Su brothers became Security Guards because they had better mentality for discipline and order.
And i got my job back as a bartender, pays more than being a guard too.
And just like that we had to pass the days as civilians.
Two months of work, of which i used my downtime to recover anything useful from ISS – Tenacity, the arms was gone, most of it’s plate was also gone, many beyond damaged parts also gone, that includes the engine.
Most of the recovered parts was used to repair the ship’s hull integrity as i uninstalled modules and removed non usable ones.
The ship is looking like a dismantled whale.
Poor thing.
Worse part was having to sell the non recoverable parts and components so they won’t go to waste.
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I sigh at the thought, having been beached for sixty days right now, I'm cleaning a cup, my stalker cloak, neck sensor, and mask are on my bedroom inside the bar, I'm looking like any other avali right now, black fur, red trim, white feathers, all well groomed.
I place the cup down and get another round of beer for the rowdy clients inside the bar, After expertly jumping over the bar counter i head their way and place the new bucket of cold beer on their table, taking all the trash, the old bucket and expertly cleaning the table before leaving back to my spot.
After i returned back to working as a bartender in Jason’s bar, Crazy found out on the same day and decided that it was time to make havoc, so he moved in with me on the same day, and ever since i had to help him with his crazyness.
My pack jobs are going great too, the payment is daily so every time they finish their jobs they converge here on the bar with me, after the day i found the pack and the beached ship, our relationship, the pack’s relationship grew even further as i made sure to engrave the meaning of the two Semper Fi on their head.
There was no objections, on the contrary, they loved the meaning, specially the Su brothers.
They also decided that keeping separate funds from each other was a very big waste, so they decided with me that I'm now the owner of the credits, their gains are mine and for our pack, there are no more separate credit count.
This helps a lot, now that i have the entire pack’s money and can use it at will, i can move more freely, and it also helps to speed up the process of repairs for both ships.
I look at the new clients that entered the bar and place the now cleaned mug down.
“A round of Whiskey.” a gruff human male say
I just grab the bottle of whiskey, pour a good amount on the cup and tap the cup, it slides cleanly to the gruff male as i place the whiskey back.
“Mines Vodka.” A exhausted female Lastree ask, i give her a look, security, must have got a hard day.
Taking another cup and filling it with Vodka i tap it and let it slide her way as i return the bottle back.
As i was cleaning some more cups, Jason and Crazy appears and call me, i just look with my white eyes their way, not knowing why both called me at the same time.
Is it pay time?
Walking over to the storage area where they walked in i asked Jason
“Who’s going to handle the counter?”
“Don’t worry Brat, it can stay empty for some time, here’s a present, i moved some connections for this one after seeing the onslaught of permits you bought back, that’s why i also started giving instructions for proper fights and how to create and start one.” Jason said
I sigh after remembering the extra work he gave me, i was taught on some of my off time on how to engage enemies by him when... Security did not seen enough for the job.
The extreme upper level of the city, also known as underworld, place’s mostly slums, things there tend to get very heated, to the point that the weather app say it’s gonna rain iron.
Security in that area tend to be weak, so pather cells can sometimes build up bases there, so Jason sometimes get commissioned to dismantle their base in a... discreet way, that is, iron rain.
He bought me to his commissioned missions to learn the art of war, and damn, it’s scary, technology today for even the old gas operated guns are crazy, a shot from a pistol can kill a civilian easily, a militia can die with a well placed shot and even standard soldiers will go down bleeding.
The only ones that can stand right up after getting a bust shot from a rifle are the spec ops, the rest start bleeding out or outright die.
That remember me that in this two month time i managed to recover some more of my ability, Crazy said my body standard is at the spec ops level of durability and capability.
“You! Back to us!” Crazy yell me out of my thinking.
“Da?” i say surprised by the yell.
“I got you some juicy goods after i got access to your way of giving health care.” Crazy say.
“That means you got access to my military permit simulation.” i say, somewhat amused.
“Yeah! That was sick! I never thought you could use a needle gauntlet like that! And your way of stitching yourself together in seconds with the shoulder med gun was insane! I like how crazy you are! So i got some goods for your ‘Unhealth Care’ as you said!” Crazy said goods two times now, I'm starting to get curious.
I look at Jason, he points at two military colored box.
“Open it, you deserve the goods.” Jason say.
I nod back to him and Crazy and walk to the crates.
Placing a thumb on the scanner the lock open and the crate open, inside was a full size Avali power armor, i give the armor a once over, the material are light, it wont disable flight and the leg servos help with high altitude fall, the armor cover all of the body from the neck down, this model normally don’t come with arm protection.
Taking the power armor out and like any other pure Avali technology, i start unfolding the armor into combat ready status, it take less than fifteen seconds.
A true Avali power armor, it’s carbon weaved fibers underneath as it hide the servos and insulate the user, the strategic placed plates, all of which can be swapped for better ones, just like the carbon weave of the armor, it contains a lot of modification capacity.
I nod at the work of art that is the Avali power armor, just missing the... Is that a ‘HEV Helmet’?
“Is that a HEV Helmet?” i ask as i take the helmet into my hands, Avali HEV helmet, it’s wide spectrum of sensors and intelligent target locking mechanism, also comes with wide range of upgrades and modifications, one example is my mask, i can just place it inside and it will work like nothing is wrong, if i pair this with my neck sensor, of which both have sync nodes....
“Yes, Avali veteran of mine sent this one for you when i said you’re the new super soldier of the group.” Jason say to me.
I place the helmet back into the crate and repack the power armor before placing my thumb on the other crate.
“Not going to test it?” Crazy ask me.
“Niet, i know it fit’s all my body proportions and some more.” i say as i look inside the now opened military crate.
Needle gauntlet, shoulder med gun, Tower Gauntlet, and another smaller box, or to be more exact portable medicine maker.
I look at crazy and see his big grin.
“What do you think? Is that enough for you? I even got a better version of those warkasket marine medic tower shield for you.” Crazy say with a permanent grin plastered on his face.
“Is all this just to have the pleasure of seeing your venoms and toxins in action?” i ask him back with a feral grin.
“YES!” Crazy admits on the first second.
“Spacibo for the ‘goods’.” i say and lower my head in thanks.
“Also got you a high powered modular railgun pistol with a maglock holder for five extended magazines, it’s in your bedroom.” Jason say with a nod.
“And get rid of that cape, it was more trouble than worth, best to adapt the energy on your new power armor, you’ll see better effects.” Crazy say to me.
“For a crazy person, i can’t help but nod to you.” i sigh, it really did not help, and now that i have the power armor i don’t need it anymore.
After giving a second round of thanks i move the two crates into my bedroom and after closing the bar i get all the items together and synched, Sigma loved the new HEV helmet as much as i did.
I look at the left side of the armor, there lies in a modular holster for the Railgun pistol, on the right side ls a very visible stack of five thirty rounds magazine full of railgun rounds, the cape is packed for selling tomorrow and the portable medkit creator on the back don’t look out of place with the all black power armor.
What’s very visible in it is the Combat medic specialist emblem with the words ‘Unhealth Care’ in it.
The pack was too busy today to show their faces, which is a rarity, they hate being separate from one another, and even more from me.
I sigh and go to bed, tomorrow is another day of work...