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“What’s a Voester?”-Logan
Prologue
Mad-cat looked through his binoculars at the prison across the valley. It sat on an easily defensible plateau. The only entrance to the prison is an elevator built onto the outside the plateau. One made so that anyone coming up could be taken by fire from above. The sides could be scaled but you would never be able to put troops on it en masse except by air. Which was a problem because the prison had a pretty intense anti-air setup. He didn’t know if even one out of ten ships would make it. It would take around one-hundred-and-fifty just to overwhelm it. And even then, very few would make it.
“What do you think?” He asked Voze.
Voze took the binocs and gazed at the prison in the distance. Mad-Cat already had a plan in mind, but it never hurt to have a second opinion. Especially when that second opinion was going to be the one presenting their plan to The Devil’s Rejects. The clan which was paying them for their consultation on how to break their Clan Treasurer out of the prison.
Voze took the binocs down after a few seconds of gazing at the prison.
“That’s going to the difficult. Depends on how much blood they’re willing to spend. There are a few things that might work though. Take out the Anti-Air, or capture the lift at the top and hold until reinforcements can arrive. Either way, they aren’t going to get away from scaling those cliffs. And that’s not accounting for the air support that’s going to come running from the base nearby.”
I nodded, “I think we’re on the same track. It's going to take three infiltration groups though. Really two, but one will split apart into two groups. And then you will have to have line troops split also. Half to keep the airbase busy, and the other half to come here. Does TDR have enough troops for that? This would be a lot easier if they just wanted a smash and grab rather than capturing the base along with their treasurer.”
I stopped as I heard someone crawling up behind him. It was Matt.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Voze asked in Team Chat.
“I was bored. Went for a walk. Ended up here.” He huffed.
Voze and I just looked at each other.
“I’m sorry, but what? You were just walking out here?” I asked.
“Well yea..Me and Itachi. We got tired of trolling noobs at the spaceport back on Erinor. So we looked up where y’all were, cause we figured it would be wherever our next job was, so we came here. Then we got distracted. You know there’s a lot of mobs around here…”
Matt continued on talking but I had stopped following already. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach.
“Matt,” I interrupted him, “Where the fuck is Itachi?”
‘I think he wanted a better look.” That sinking feeling went away..probably cause my stomach had just completely dropped.
“Shit…” I heard and turned back around.
Voze had the binoculars out again. I just grabbed my helmet and used the zoom function.
“Is he…? I asked.
“Yep,” Voze responded.
“Holy shit they don’t see him,” I exclaimed as I watched the lift guards move around him.
“Oh wow, he climbed all the way up there? You know the lift lever is right there beside him.”
“Oh, no...he’s gonna drop it.”
We watched as Itachi quietly made his way to the lift drop lever. That wasn’t something standard but, when you wanted to defend against it being used by enemies, it was always easy to stop an assault cold by getting one man to drop the bitch and make it inoperable.
“You know, this might work out,” I stated, thinking through the possibilities.
“It will make it so that for a little while at least they have to airlift supplies in. We can sneak a team in instead of scaling the cliffs.”
“They’ll be expecting that after this though.”
I motioned to Itachi, “Nah, look at his clan tag. It's changed.”
“Hmmm, you know I forget he has that. If I’m honest, I’m surprised they let him keep it when he left..Matt, what’s that Itachi has in his hands?”
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“Probably his new rocket launcher. It’s a Hornet V4. Not supposed to be available to the public. He just got it today, he’s been looking for a good opportunity to use it.”
“Shhhhiitt…” me and Voze both started at the same time.
Voze engaged team chat again, this time with a direct beam to Itachi. Of course, it was too late. Before he could say anything, a streak of fire, followed closely by a second one, streaked out from the rocket launcher.
We watched in horrified silence as both rockets went to their intended destination; the command center in the center of the complex and the snipers nest above that respectively exploded. Say what you want, Itachi could pick a target. Of course, he was already running and cackling madly on team chat. The guards didn’t seem to notice him at first due to the lagre pyrotechnics that had just taken place near them, then they started firing. He was probably broadcasting on world chat too.
Vozeter: Hope? You still up there? We’re gonna need an exfil fast. We’ll meet you at the rendezvous.
Liz Loves Hope: Copy. I’m already headed that way. I had Pro and Jerr do a Hotdrop from altitude.
Vozeter: Pro? Where the hell have you been? Fish is out looking for you right now!
Illegally Pro: I’ve been busy. Hey, can y’all take out the anti-aircraft? Me and Jerr are catching a lot of flak coming down.
I looked out over the base and sure enough, the AA guns had opened up. They were shooting at something directly overhead.
Liz loves hope: Wait a fucking second, who the fuck changed my name again? Madcat?
Madcat9: I have no idea what you are talking about.
Liz loves hope: Oh yes the fuck you do. How do you keep doing that? I thought Voze locked you out of admin…
Bengaldick: What the fuck? Do you have an admin as a friend?
Vozeter: More important shit to worry about now guys. Bengal bring the Puma up here. Pro, Jerr, why are y’all dropping right on the fucking base?
Jerrbear: That’s where Itachi is.
Vozeter: Fuck that, we’re trying to beat feet. We can come back when the Rejects are already signed into a contract with us. They only hired us for consulting so far.
Bengaldick: What a dumb fucking name. ThE dEViL’s REjeCts.
Illegally Pro: It’s a little too late to change now Voze. We’re too low, I can’t miss the prison.
Jerrbear: Yea voze, besides I wanna blow shit up. You let Itachi…
Speaking of...Where the fuck was Itachi. We had gotten a little bit distracted with everything but now everyone was looking back to the prison.
Madcat: Is he?
Bengaldick: What’s he doing now?!
Vozeter: He’s spamming rockets into the air. I think he’s trying to hit Sweetcheeks.
Jerrbear: What the fuck Logan? Stop, We’re trying to rescue you!
Vozeter: He’s still fucking muted Jerr, since last time.
Jerr: Oh yea...aw shit.
Illegally Pro: Landing in 5...4…
Jerr: I think I’m gonna hit their armory..
Illegally Pro: 2….1….
There wasn’t much we could really do for them. Just watch as two comets hurtled down on top of the prison. They were too close for the flak cannons to cause any harm to them, but Itachi was still firing away at Jerry. All the way to when he hit the ground. After that there was a rather large explosion.
“Holy shit.” said Matt beside me.
“Damn.” I agreed.
BengalDick: Guys I'm pulling up...holy shit. Jerr, you alive?
Jerrbear: I’ve been better. But I’m alive. My armor is locking up. Itachi shot the fucking armory right about the same time I landed. Pro, where’d you land?
Illegally Pro: On the wall. I’m picking off the guys running for Itachi right now.
Jerrbear: Oh...that's kind of a small target.
Bengal pulled up to where me, Matt, and Voze stood.
“Guys, grab Itachi. And jump off the fucking plateau if you have to. It's time for us to leave. I'm not sure how long it’s gonna take for their air support to show up.”
Jerrbear: Roger.
Illegally Pro: Gotcha.
“Six minutes.” Bengal said out loud to us.
The three of us looked at him quizzically.
“It takes six minutes for their air support to arrive.” He clarified.
“How do you know that?” I asked.
In reply, he simply pointed to the west, where we could see close-air-support shuttles coming from the base miles away.
“Shit. I’m going to fucking kill Itachi.” Voze said.
Vozeter: Change of plans guys. Looks like we’re doing the op now….
Jerrbear: Yippee.
Liz Loves Hope: What do I do now?
Vozeter: Hope, you keep the fucking air support off of us.
Liz Loves Hope: By myself?
Vozeter: No, Madcat is gonna help you.
“With what? Itachi’s probably the only one with rockets unless Jerr and Pro armed up before they dropped. And the rest of us are suited for a recon op.”
“I have rockets.” Matt spoke up.
We all looked at him. I raised one eyebrow in question.
“I thought we might need them,” he shrugged.
“Grab your fucking rockets. Madcat, you drive. Drop me off at the plateau. Bengal, you’re with me.” Voze commanded.
“I need him, on gun.” I responded.
“You have Matt.”
“Matt’s got rockets.”
“Yea but that means he’s not running gun.” I responded.
“He can’t do both?” Voze asked.
“Yea...that's probably not a great idea Voze.” Spoke up Bengal.
“I’m right fucking here, I can hear you!” Matt yelled.
Everyone just waved him off.
“Point. But what the fuck ever. Take ‘em both. Just make sure you get me to the fucking cliff.”
I nodded and we piled into the Puma.
Vozeter: Pro, Jerr, stay up there. Cause some fucking chaos. Don't let them pin you down. Link up with Itachi if you can and just hit them everywhere.
Vozeter: Also everyone, unmute Itachi…
Everyone groaned but then the mad laughter starter drifting through the comm.
Vozeter: ITACHI YOU FUCKING IDIOT!
Itachi: Vozeter?
Vozeter: Yes, you need to link up with Pro and Jerr, I need you to keep doing what you’re doing now. We’re grabbing the TDR treasurer now.
Itachi: PRRROOOOO
Madcat: Can we just leave him, please?
Vozeter: Itachi be serious. If we’re lucky we’ll pull you out, grab the treasurer, and make a load of cash doing this. Even though you’ve basically ruined everything.
Liz Loves Hope: Here.
He said it just as his shuttle flew over the Puma and streaked by to meet with the prison's air support.
“Five to one, that fucking sucks.” Bengal announced from the gun.
“Five to two, don't forget you’re going to be playing mouse to their cat while Hope goes through and wrecks them. Stop Madcat, this is close enough. Go help Hope.” Voze finished while hopping out.
“Matt, up front. And don’t fucking shoot us.” I yelled at him.