Truppen (An Overwatch Fanic)

Chapter 5

The ride to the base was pretty uneventful even with the rain coming down in sheets and as both Rex and Truppen sat in silence within the small truck as it drove through mud and dirt that was on the outside of both the base and Stuggart himself, Truppen couldn't help but stare off into the area around the base as he watched the patrols, the wounded, and what few Hover vehicles the base had going to and fro from the base back out the hunt more Omnics.

Although the base wasn't very big due to the few units were here, it was certainly his only home for the moment as they passed the gates checkpoint and slowly turned towards the barracks his squad used towards the south west side, the APC behind Truppens car filled with the rest of his squad.

Once a FOB against the Omnic attack on Stuggart, many of the emplacements that once housed artillery and AA guns now were either shells or reused as barracks. The vehicle depot had been stripped down to house only a full companies worth of tanks, APC's, trucks, and even two helicopters while the barracks had also been refurbished to house a smaller garrison.

Still, with three whole units here to find and hunt down the remaining Omnics, Truppen couldn't help but wonder why the Mini-Omnium hadn't already been purged from the area.

Mini-Omniums were larger than the Bastion transports but smaller than the main Omniums they served. They were considered the tendrils of the main omnium body and helped organize and send out tides of Bastions, some they created, against the defenders of the world. Although most did not move, a few were made to act as mobile factories to send waves of Bastion transports that in turn sent hordes of Bastions and even larger Omnic Titans against those who they wished to crush.

As the APC left for the barracks meant for the Free Omnics, Rex and Truppen's truck continued towards their commanders bunker that he used as his office as the driver, another Bundeswehr truppen, said to them, "The Commander is inside and waiting for you on your report."

"Good." said Rex. "Possibly some action may happen."

"Relax, Rex." said Truppen as he made sure his equipment was stowed still. "As our commander, he may just deny us any time outside the base."

"I doubt it. You guys have nearly a 100% chance of finding and destroying all Omnics around here with minimal casualties.." said the truppen as he suddenly swung the truck before the entrance of the bunker.

"Thanks for the lift." said Rex as he and his leader got out and as both of them began to walk towards the bunker, with the rain now pelting them once again, the truck sped off in a small tide of mud as they soon passed the guards and entered the bunker.

Within, lightbulbs were the only sources of light along the walls as officers went to-and-fro to get this and that done. Truppen took off his mask and his helmet as he clipped them to his side as they both managed to make their way past the beehive of activity to the commanders office, which the guard at the door let them through without even a word.

The office was tidy, with maps and troop deployment from today scattered all along the walls. The desk in the middle, where the commander was, was a simple metal slab with a light and a million papers all across it. The Commander, a Major Fredrisch Grobus, was a man built mostly for desk life but only after a few years as a infantryman. He had a neatly trimmed brown mustache, his hair cropped short, and his last cigar smoldered in an ashtray as he saw the two enter and pointed them to the chairs before him as he said, "Sit."

Both Truppen and the Omnic sat down and as the major went over his report, he then asked them, "So, any problems?"

"No, sir. Just more Omnium Turrets in ambush mode." said Rex first.

"Casualties?" asked the major.

"None for our squad, some minor ones from the other two squads, sir." Truppen said.