(Girls frontline) I will always be at your side Commander! Monthlyish updates.

Off-site shenanigans: Breaching day.

"300 Kilos today, another 300 tomorrow and the day after. Business is booming." Kolcha remarked. The orders were coming in left and right, heroin and cocaine were far too expensive for the druggies living in the commie blocs, so it was Krocodil that he sold to them, the stuff was cheap to make and got them hooked for life.

"Boss, what do you want me to do with the ones that came in? Same as we do with the others?"

He glanced over to where his employee's voice was coming from.

Ko: "Same thing, though do it tomorrow. We're closing soon."

"Gotcha boss, see you tomorrow."

"Seeya."

So what if some of the wealthier ones couldn't exactly pay with actual cash? The stuff he stripped off their alternative payments more than paid when he sold them to the repair shops or markets. Their constant polite pleading and questions drove him crazy. Kolcha never touched an electric saw if he could get someone else to do it.

"Think I'll go out for dinner tonight." He mused to himself as he stood up, collected his things and went to the exit. Passing a few pairs of begging eyes and shutting the warehouse door behind him.

Several kilometers away.

"I don't think a dinner date was the entire reason you wanted me here Helian."

"You're right, I suppose I might as well tell you now."

"Tell me what?"

"One of my friends in investigations wants a hand in cracking down on the drug rings."

"We're a PMC Ms. Helian."

"One that only stays where they are if they stay in good standing with the locals."

"Didn't I already solve a headache not long ago?"

"Headaches come back sometimes."

"Can I kill them at least?"

"The reports will read how they read, just make sure it matches what "happened"."

Here he smiles, pocketing his card from the waiter as he stands and comes around, helping his senior (in both rank and age) out of her chair.

"When do I meet the guy?"

"Tomorrow, his name is Patrov, and thank you for taking me out to dinner Commander."

"My pleasure, are you off to your next date?"

"You know it's only you, you idiot." She smiles, something rarely seen by him as the two step out, one climbing into a staff car and the other into a humvee.

"Put me on the radio with Miss Kalina. M4."

M4: "Understood." The doll waits for Krieger to push the start buttons and clicks the radio on, it buzzes into static as the adept fingers twist the knobs before bringing the mic over.

"Base, this is Echelon 1, do you read me?"

Ka: "Loud and clear Commander, what can I do for you?"

"Have the technicians warm up and test the scrubbers on the neural cloud terminals."

Ka: "Is there anything else you need Commander?"

"See if you can't have Markovic drop by with a raid's worth of ammo. The usual spot."

Ka: "Sure thing! See you soon Commander. I hope you don't spend too much while you're out."

"More for you huh?"

Ka: "hehe, of course."

"See you soon Kalina."

With the orders made. M4 switches the band back to their current frequency and docks the mic.