"This should be easy, just get the only male dissesembly drone in the city to follow us back to base, where we hit him with an emp and free him from his programing, yeah, easy peasy," thought Rodric Sanchez, a worker drone with green eyes, in full ranger combat gear, and equiped with a M4A1 assault rifle with an underbarrel grenade launcher that can shoot both flashes bangs and grenades, and a M9 with FMJ and extended quick mags. Sanchez looked at the rest of his team, he saw Sgt Johnson, the team leader, he was a worker drone that was taller than the rest by about half a head, had a deep blue eye color and had the same loadout that all of them had but two. Then there was Davidson a very young drone, only about 36, he had a red eye color, even though he was the "Rookie" of the group, he could probally take at least half of the team singlehandly, very nice but is ice cold when he is in the heat of training or combat. The second to last team member was James or Ghost as he preffered, he was a worker drone with a white eye color, he wore a slimer version of the Ranger combat gear built for speed and stealth, he has a silenced Bariot 50.cal with extended mags, FMJ, and a dual scope that can switch between thermal/infrared, and normal mode with up to 10x zoom, and silenced akimbo M9s with extended mags and FMJ, he is the best marksmen on copper 9, able to hit a target from over 1,000 feet away, hes somewhat of a joker. And finally theres Jorge, the heavy weapons expert, he carries a laser LMG that can burn through armor with ease, he is kind, caring, and wiling to die to protect his team. Sanchez was pulled out of his thoughts by Johnson who said,"Alright Ladies, lets get moving, command just said that the other two just left the spire to hunt and left our target alone in the spire."
X's POV- "Why do we have to kill these worker drones?" thought X when he was suddenly blined by a flash of light and system crash of his audio receptors, once he regained his vision and hearing he noticed a group of worker drones in somewhat familiar clothing running away, he began to notice that he felt somewhat hot, "Uh oh, I need to get some oil soon or im done for, there are some workers right there so might as well get their WARM, SWEAT, OIL," he thought aloud. (Serial designation X lookes like N but withought the Hat and with somewhat spiker hair) X spread his wings out and took flight to pursue the woker drones. He closed in on them, they must of heard him coming because they dived into an alley all of a sudden and when he turned the corner he got a faceful of 5.56 to the face, causing him to lose his vision momentarily agian. When he regenerated his optics, he noticed that those workers did not waste time and were only 200ft from some sort cave entrance? why would they run there, it just puts them in a corner. He just shrugged it off as that they were internally panicking and didn't actually know what to do. He followed them into the cave, dang those worker could really book it, he then saw some sort of bunker door, "oh they had a colony here, that actually makes a lot of sense actually," he thought, but before he could do anything else he felf a jab of pain in his back and then shut down.
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The Eagle's Rise From The Ashes
FanfictionThe war on terror broke the world, the GLA set off nukes and chemical bombs destroying most cities in the US and China, and JC Jension in essence bought out the people, but the US will live on, the Eagle will not just turn over and die, and Copper 9...