Authors note: Hi guys! Sorry I wasn't able to update last week. I stayed in my grandmothers house which has no internet. I hope you understand so here you guys are. Chapter 9.
Isabel was the first person to break the awkward silence that was echoing throughout the facility.
"Commander, what are your orders? What about the transportation and the gear? " She asked
"All ready taken care of." I turned around and a man was standing there. I looked closer and saw that it was the same suited man from the nightclub.
"Your gear is stashed in the location pinpointed at your Omni-tools. Your leaving tonight at Zero hundred hours. A UK-47 will be waiting for you at dock 110." He continued
Before he left I asked him.
"I never knew your name."
He grinned and said.
"Brian. Brian Donnely." Donnely was the last name of Ken Donnely. The engineer at the Normandy.
"Ken's son?"
"Yeah. He never expected a soldier for a son."
"Good luck commander."
He walked away.
"Well that was...." Nick said first.
"Strange." Camille agreed.
We all left the outpost just before the sun set. Giving us plenty of time to prepare.
First, I went to the location pinpointed on my omni-tool. I went to a street heading towards the spaceport, then to a narrow alleyway where a dumpster was hiding in.
The dumpster had a code locked into it. I was given a password that unlocks it.
"Hey Loco!" I heard someone yell behind me. I turned around and saw that my exit was blocked by at least half a dozen gang members. Most armed with stunners and others armed with Predator pistols.
"Hey! I'm talking to you! Walk away from the dumpster." The leader, a man with hispanic features, ordered.
"Or what?" I challenged.
"Look around you. The only exit is covered by us. Just walk away."
I pulled out my extendable electric baton.
"I think I'm pretty good right here." I said calmly. Almost cheerfully.
The leader growled in frustration and ordered his men to attack. A couple gangmen surged forward.
I sprinted hard into the gangmen using my legs to power my arm and slamming my baton against the gang member's solar plexus, knocking the wind out of his body. With the added weight of the gang banger, I spun him around and used him as a human shield.
I collapsed the baton with one expert stroke, and pulled my Phalanx heavy pistol out of the side of my hip. I selected stun and fired several rounds into the next few gangmembers hands, chest, groin and many other body parts.
I was about to shoot the leader, but one of the last few members who was not injured aimed a Tempest SMG at me.
The leader chuckled. He approached the dumpster and tried to force open the dumpster. After his 3rd tug at the dumpster, a robotic voice said. "Activating security protocol 1A0."
The leader looked stunned at first but was electricuted. Now's the time to strike.
I elbowed the gunman who was standing behind me. Ripped the SMG out of his grip, and placed 150 rounds on the last few members legs.
The leader collapsed on the ground. I approached him and he started begging for mercy.
"Please! Don't kill me." He begged.
Out of my pocket, I pulled out my omni-tool, and opened the scanner, opening the memory bank of every known colony.
Scanning took several minutes but finally, the face of the gangmember was shown.
He had been on several colonies but mostly staying on Elysium. He had a history of crime up his ass. Robbery, gang violence, rape and more.
I placed my pistol on his forehead and he started begging even more.
"Please! Don't kill me! Have mercy!"
"Sorry, all out of mercy."
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