Chapter 8: Virus Syndicate Zone:
Trigger Warning: The following chapter contains intense scenes of violence. If you are easily triggered, please skip this chapter. Reading/listening discretion is advised.
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Meanwhile, somewhere near the U.A.V academy, just a few blocks away in an abandoned factory; a group of armed soldiers wearing ski masks and black cloaks were patrolling the factory as a large armored truck entered the premises.
The armored truck was approaching the factory while carrying crates of content which appeared to be illegally purchased from the black market eBay.
As the truck came to a stop, a couple of unarmed soldiers approached the trunk of the truck, and began to unload the vehicle by carrying the crates into the factory.
Once the truck finished unloading, the truck took off and left the factory as the soldiers gathered around to look at the crates.
As the soldiers looked down at the crates, one soldier stepped forward and drew his sword as he was ready to open one.
The crates themselves were shut with a simple hammer and nails, the soldier approaching the box thought to himself, "This should be easy to open."
Suddenly, he stabbed the crate, and with brute force; he slashed the nails right off the box like a one slice hacksaw.
The captain then turned to look at the soldier next to him and handed over his sword,
"Keep hold of this until further notice." He said as he gave the other soldier his sword before turning his head back towards the opened crate.
The soldier then grabbed the top of the crate and swung it open revealing a grizzly sight that just so happened to amaze the soldiers.
Inside were piles of black and orange rifles that looked like pencils.
He then bent down and grabbed a pencil looking rifle. He later hoisted it in the air to show to the other soldiers.
"Such a beauty isn't it?... Who knew that these KA57-Sovettes would be the answer to my prayers." the soldier said as he took out a cloth from his pocket and slowly cleaned the barrel of "the pencil gun."
The other soldiers then stepped towards the crate and picked up a KA57 to inspect it and admire it's beauty and design.
But one soldier was looking unsure about what was happening.
He immediately approached the main soldier who finished cleaning the pencil gun and gave a soldier salute before speaking his concerns.
"Sir, permission to speak sir?" Asked the concerned soldier,
"Permission granted, report." Commanded the captain as he and the concerned soldier stepped away from the crates to speak in private.
"Sir, what is the meaning of purchasing these KA57s? Is there something you're not telling us about?" The concerned soldier asked.
"You really are concerned about this next mission, are you? Very well, follow me." Said the captain as he placed his hand on the other soldier's shoulder and marched with him to an abandoned conference room.
Once they entered the conference room, a third soldier was carrying documents in his hand, the main soldier grabbed the documents and opened it up to take out some papers revealing profiles and personal information of all the students and staff of the U.A.V academy.
As the third officer left the room, the soldier then placed them all in single file on the conference table.
"Look at all these savages." The soldier said as he pointed at all the profiles on the table, "These pathetic excuses of anti-viruses are about to make the worst mistake of their lives.
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VIRUS-ai 2
FanfictionA year after SNT and Void Ranger saved the computer world from the evil virus syndicate; Optical Illusions. SNT was invited to join her partner in a summer class at the United Anti-Virus movement academy. Little do our heroes realize... Evil is brew...