Project Venom #Watty's2016

Honda Civic SS

So, it basically boiled down to this, according to Void and Navi at least. Black River had been dumping money into Project X-03 since their parents started to step out of line. The Alternative Weapons Project had at least six current prototypes with a few functional models that were already in production and in widespread use by Elite Reborns, which were Black River mercs that had joined when the company was a start up, been killed after becoming Elites and initiated into Project X-02. Void explained that now that the Nano Forge was in our possession, they would likely give it up for lost, assume we'd weaponized it and attempt to develop counter measures, a EMP system in all likely hood. It wasn't exactly easy to hear.

"The day just has to get worse before it get's better doesn't it?", I asked Nina when I went back to the barracks.

"That look in your eye", Nina said, "this shit with Black River is getting to you isn't it?"

"Lack of intel is what's getting to me", I told her, "I just feel like we could swing our hammer a lot harder and faster if we had the full backing of the US Army. Mako and Morningstar work their asses off to get us something to blow up, but unless we can hit them harder and confiscate more of their shit, I have a feeling were not going to win."

Nina sat down beside me, "do you think you could make the case to Morningstar to go public to the Army?"

"I doubt it", I said, "Secrecy is what keeps Black River and ROE bullshit off our tails. There's shit we've done in the field that would get regular soldier's court martialed. Plus, how would it look to Military Brass if it came out that we have Spetsnaz contacts? Maybe if I could sell the idea that going to the Army would net us more resources, but we'd also have to sell to the rest of the military that a PMC group is a threat and never mind that the Army has a...interesting, history with the PMC's in question."

Nina sighed, "you wanna go for a drive? I think you could clear your head a bit."

"Yeah", I said, "better than sitting here on my ass."

I grabbed my wallet, watch, AR and sunglasses as well as the cloaker and followed Nina to the hangar, where I found Vortex and Calen waiting for us. They were the polar opposite of each other. Calen was white and gold with blue eyes while Vortex had turned jet black all the way around and had crazy iddrecisent eyes, bright neon green one way, soulless black the other. Vortex had wings and Calen didn't They both looked beat up and worn down, Carlos' handiwork no problem.

"So how was the road march?", I asked grinning.

"Brutal", Citrus said, "that shit was insane, two hours to go 12 miles with 60 pounds of shit I'll probably never carry again."

I laughed, "welcome to suck vile, population, you!"

"Shut up Josh", Calen said.

"Speaking of names", I said, 'what did you guys pick for the change?"

"You know what I picked", Citrus grinned.

"I know", I grinned, 'stupid question, what about you bro? What you pick?"

"Xac", Calen said, "but spelled x a c rather than Zack."

"Cool", I said, "by the way, fair warning, it only gets worse from here on out."

"Of course it does", Vortex said, "because nothing can ever be easy."

"Nope", I said. "You think this is bad, wait till flight school."

"Yeah", Nina snickered, "that shit was BURTAL."

"How bad was it? Exactly?", Calen asked.

"Throw your sorry ass off a cliff and take a 3,000 foot drop the first couple of times before you get it right", I said, "Carlos believes in learning on the Job."