Rainboy: The John Graysson Chronicles Book 1 - Heart of Deception

Chapter 16: Project CENTAURUS Part 1!

John, i need to discuss with you something urgently.
Hi, sir, what is it?
Hypernet Industries has just released an asteroid mining satellite called ˝Project: CENTAURUS˝ and they asked us if we are interested in guarding it against terrorists.
And? Did you accepted it?
Yes!
I need more details.
Sorry John, but they didn't give us any more details.
Ok, sir. I'l gear up in 5.

5 Minutes later:
Alright, team. Gear up, we have a new mission on our hands and it's gonna be an tough one.
Any more details, sir?
Neither the Admiral nor i don't have any more ˝intel˝ at this time so we'd have to go with what
˝intel˝ we have available.
Our mission objective is to guard the ˝Project: CENTAURUS˝, developed by Hypernet Industries during the transport to the ˝Moscow Cosmonaut Tsentr˝ gear up so we can get this mission over it!

5 minutes later:
Sir, why are we exactly here?
To guard this huge satellite from falling to the ˝wrong˝ hands, private.
O-ok. I have a bad feeling about this.
Me too private, me too.
So, what is this satellite good for? Communications? Intel gathering?
It's an asteroid mining satellite with an built-in extremely powerful laser which allows for gathering ore from the asteroids.
They are afraid that an terrorist might take full control over it.
Oh, i see. That's why we come in.
Indeed!
Get ready.
Sir, i think i just saw something.
What exactly?
Not sure, it was in an blink of an eye.
Ok, keep it frosty, private.
Oh-mi-goooooooood!
What just happened?
HEADS UP. ENEMY SENTRIES INBOUND!!!
Roger that, HQ!
Sarge, take that Stinger Missle!
Roger that.
Missle away!
Damn, it used flares!
Sergeant lay down some more lead into the chopper!
Solid copy!
Damn, this armor is thick, what should we do, Lieutenant?
Just keep firing and keep it frosty!
Roger that!
Sir, when you said about this being an tough mission, you weren't kidding.
SUPRESSIVE FIRE!!!

UGHHHHHHHHHHHH!
PRIVATE. YOU OK?
N-no, sir. I've been h-hit h-hard!
Hang on, private. I'm going to get an medic!
MEDIC! WHERE THE HELL'S OUR MEDIC?
He's dead Lieutenant. He's dead!
John, what's the SitRep?
Sir, we're been attacked by an unknown force requesting airstrike, over!
We can't spare any reinforcements, all hands are full. You'l have to make do!
Copy that, ˝Rainboy 1˝, out!
Alright team, bring the EMP canon!
Roger that, Lieu firing EMP!

5 minutes later:
Lieu, it seems that all enemy activity has stopped!
Good, we don't want anyone else to snoop around this, keep it frosty everyone!
Sir, can you read me?
Sir?
Sorry, Lieutenant. The EMP fried all of the electronics?
Mmmmmm, French Fries!
No time to think about food, Private.
Sorry, sir!
What about the satellite?
It appears be intact and unaffected by the EMP.
Finally some good news!
I'l try to keep contacting HQ, you guys don't let your guard down, got it?
Roger that, sir!

15 minutes later:
J-bzzzzzzzzzt!
John. Do you read me?
Ok. What's the SitRep?
We had to use the EMP after being attacked.
The satellite seems intact and unaffected by the wave.
That is finally excellent news, keep it up!
Roger that!
˝To all involved in this incident this is an message from the ''Nameless''. So far your monetary greed has gone too far. You have 10 hours to stop earning any form of profit from the pain of others or we'l launch an massive attack, far more dangerous than this one, this is not just an threat.
This is an promise and guarantee that we'l stop at nothing, that we're the MaD-BoyZzZ. Justice prevails!˝
Whew, that's a doozie. What was that all about?
Dunno, sir. Some hacktivists maybe?
I've seen most of them in the past hacking gaming social media sites.
At this rate no one knows what's coming next.
Yeah, i fully agree with you, corporal.
I'm gonna contact HQ if they know something about this, you guys stay on your toes!
Roger that!

5 hours later: 
Satellite has been set onto the ship and we have-a-go!
T-minus: 10.....9.....8.....7.....6.....5.....4.....3.....2.....1
And we have a liftoff!
˝So far the company who created this satellite has ignored our threats. In under 2 hours we will hack into the satellite and start destroying capital and largest cities one by one until someone finally decides to listen to us. We're the Nameless. Justice prevails.˝
Sir, what are we gonna do now?
I don't know private, i'm gonna contact HQ for advice, you keep it tight!
Roger that, sir!