( PART 14 )
( COSMOS organisation: The Barracks )
An armored truck entered the Barracks leaving traces of it's four wheeled tracks. The engine roared and then it died down just as the vehicle stopped by the frontal entrance leaving dusts in it's wake.
Doors from the back swiped sideways to make way for those who're onboard, the passenger's side also opened up, it's doors slowly lifting upwards mechanically. It gave a 'Click' sound when finally finishing it's operation.
A man got out the truck, hopping down the ladder which had formed alongside the doors seconds ago. He flipped his leather jacket backwards, the lollipop stick crunched to pieces when he took bites. The only unusual parts anyone could find from this man were the cheetah printed shirt he's wearing.
People who'll meet him for the first time would think he's a leader of a mafia gang.
"Ah, My friend, you're here!" Professor Oh greeted with opened arms. The old man happily trudged his way to him.
The other party responded with a wide smile and a loud laugh. He hugged professor Oh, Patting the back of his old friend before they'd shake hands with one another.
"How are you doing this days, Ong?" Questioned by the latter.
Professor Oh smiled, "Same as always. I hope you didn't have a hard time driving over here, Osman."
"HAHA! Never, I'm glad to do this favour for you." Replied the ever cheery Mr. Osman.
Mr. Osman is one of the associates that had been in a long term relationship with COSMOS organization. He's the leader of Mercenaries where their group is notorious galaxy worldwide, known for their excellent job of aiding COSMOS with dangerous mission's relating to space government socialites.
Hence, Achilles Mercenaries adhere mostly towards COSMOS.
Three more people shuffled next to professor Oh and Mr. Osman. Revealing Jay and two of the girls alongside Nur; also a sergeant like Naz but is assigned in the engineering team.
"Ah! Jay, it's been a long time my boy!" Mr. Osman greeted, immediately hugging the kid in his arms and then turning around and around with him.
Jay flinched when Mr. Osman started tossing him around like a rag doll. He'd almost forgot how strong Mr. Osman was, hence, why he's the leader of a group of mercenaries.
Mr. Osman laughed and then placed him down, Patting both of his shoulders with a huff.
"Jay, why not come and work with us again? We could really use you're help with the bodyguarding duty." Mr. Osman.
Naz blinked, "Eh? Jay has already worked with you before Mr. Osman?" she questioned.
How was it that Jay already got to work alongside the Mercenaries when most of the supervisors does not agree to such thing?
Mercenaries are always known for their deeds as being ruthless to their enemies and had always done their jobs no matter the consequences. That's why high socialites does not hire them due to fear and the possibility of harbouring hatred against them.
Mr. Osman chuckled, "That's right although it's a long story i promise I'll tell you that next time." patting the back of Jay as hard as he could.
"Ack!" Jay choked and then tumbling forward due to the impact. He groaned and touched his shoulder, turning over to Mr. Osman.
"That hurts Mr. Osman."
Nur chimed in. "Stop whining, you could just go to the infirmary."
"Hey, you don't know how Mr. Osman show his strength! He doesn't even try to minimize it." Jay exclaimed.
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