Discovery AL01X9

A successful retrieval

At the Anti-AAHW HQ the Gen. was training his skills at a training room; an employee returned to deliver food for the Gen. requested; operators converse about people leaving to Mars; suppliers checked on the armory to make sure everything's in order, including separating from ammo mags to explosives; security patrolling each section; the scientist spy working on something in gratitude if Hank and the other succeeded. Minutes turn to hours. Hours turn to days. Days later, assigned units were tasked with B-ranked to A-ranked missions given by the General regarding the main mission was still underway by the three main mercs. The next day, a guard in the watchtower noticed a semi truck rolling down this way to the Anti-AAHW; got a closer look and it's Hank, Sanford and Deimos. That means only one thing, their mission has been accomplished. He then reported by radio to let the whole staff know that they completed the mission. 

After unloading the priority cube from the semi, the Anti-AAHW was astonished seeing it for the first time, and for the rest too. They take the priority cube to a conference room and observe it in awe. One research scientist has a decoder to analyze and transfer data into a computer server. The Anti-AAHW Gen. thanked them with praise. He then lets Hank activate the priority cube as the first mercenary  to touch it. {From his vibe, he felt something similar to Hank, and his judgement was right on the call on Hank to touch the cube.} The cube spins, emitting a light bright enough to blind Hank and the rest. After the light disappeared, everyone's got their sight back, when they did, they were shocked to see what they're actually seeing.

A girl with black and red outfit, metal gloves and boots; a mechanical beast serves as a part of her, roaring on its debut. As she opens her eyes, she introduces herself with a smile on her face.

"I am Roon, the Iron Blood cruiser. In a far-off world, I never existed beyond the drawing board... But that aside, I've seen it, Commander... Deep within your heart, there's something that resembles me..."

Few or most of the members in the HQ, they felt a slight chill of fear down in their spines but it's just them. Hank felt, for the first time something in his heart is beating funny but is warm inside him. He boldly walks up to her; Hank isn't afraid of her like other people are. He's shaking internally and near externally with excitement that he knows there's another killing machine just like him.

The Anti-AAHW Gen.'s judgement was the right decision all along. Anti-AAHW Gen.: "All right. She's all yours Hank. Bring her into the testing room for her performance and combat capability. 

Hank brought Roon to the training room to test her combat stats overall. He left to watch how she fares well in the world they live in.

An operator set the difficulty to intermediate, which sends the grunts and 1337 agents come in disorganized wave. When the buzzer starts, the enemies began to attack Roon. In her perspective, as well as time around her to slow down, she releases her rigging as her destructive side; her eyes shine bright red when she charges at the enemies at speed. Roon's ship rigging fired a round from its cannons and wolfed down as if it's very hungry and hadn't eaten in millennia. Hank's heart was beating fast. He wasn't afraid her since he murdered many obstacles standed in his way. He felt amazed at her combat and her personality. The other members, including Hank's henchmen were aghast of Roon's scary side. They had no idea that in battle, she thrives in blood and violence It's the only thing that gives her comfort and to prove her worth to any commander, which normal humans are afraid her. But not for Hank. After Roon's performance the results were astounding. But like real-life ships, Roon runs on oil and needs ammo to battle, but she can adapt well in their world like it was meant for her.

After their mission, Sanford and Deimos went their separate ways. Hank takes Roon to an apartment building which leads to his own room to rest up while she makes herself at his presence.