I wake up at 6:00. My legs and neck hurt a lot. Mira's still sleeping. I dress and go to Doc's office. "Hey, Doc. My legs and neck are hurting. Think you can help me out?" I ask him. "Yes. Come in." He says. He does a quick x-ray scan. "I see no torn muscles or broken bones. My diagnosis: you're sore. Just let your muscles relax and don't do any strenuous work." He says. "Alright, thanks Gustave," I say. I walk back to my room. On the way, I see Mute and Alibi. "Hey, Mark. How're improvements on your jammer going?" I ask him. "They're going fine. Aria said she'd help me improve it more. Care to join us?" Mark asks me. "Sure. Is James up yet? I wanted to run some tests with him later." I ask Mark. "I don't think our chemist friend is up yet. He usually gets up and going around 7:00." Mute says. "Alright. Let's get working on our gadgets. My hook needs tuning and calibrating anyway." I say, and we head to the workshop.
Once we enter the workshop, I see a Mexican man and a Peruvian woman working inside. "May I ask who you two are?" I ask them "We're the two new operators. I'm César Ruiz Hernández, codenamed Goyo." Goyo says. "I'm Azucena Rocio Quispe, also known as Amaru," Amaru says. "Well, nice to meet you. I'm Jason Stone, A.K.A. Ultra." I say. I go to shake hands with them. "You know Goyo, you remind me of one of my childhood friends," I say to Goyo as I shake his hand. "Really? Well, I hope we get along well." He says. He has a nice strong grip as I shake his hand. Amaru has a strong grip, but not as strong as Goyo's. We all chat while we work on our gadgets. Mute helps me calibrate my hook as I can't do any strenuous work. Goyo explains to me how his Volcan Shields work. Amaru shows me how the Garra Hook works. "Wow. That makes Ash look slow." I say. Amaru laughs. Goyo and I find Kapkan and tell him about the dream team of my tripwires, Goyo's Volcans, and his EDDs. "That's crazy enough to work," Kapkan says. We go into the training simulations. "Goddamnit, I lost one of my hooks," I say. "Whatever, we have 5 EDDs, 3 Volcans, and 2 tripwires, perfectly add up," Goyo says. I set up my wires on the doors outside the objective. Goyo sets up his shields in the doorways in the objective. Kapkan puts his EDDs with the Volcans and tripwires. It's great watching the Volcans in action. Goyo is also a great shot. He has the Vector, which is cool. He also has the TCSG12, which he decided to not bring this round. We complete the simulation. "That was fun," I say.
I look at the clock. 8:00. James must be up. "Alright, I'm gonna go find Smoke. I need him for an experiment. Later!" I say, and runoff. He's probably in the cafeteria. I'm hungry as well, so that's where I look first. I start by grabbing food. I then sit and eat while observing. I see Thatcher and Sledge together at a table. I finish my food and walk over to them. "Hey, Mike, Seamus, have either of you seen James?" I ask them. "No, haven't seen him this morning," Sledge says. "I think he went to the workshop to find you. Mark might have told him you needed him." Thatcher says. "Alright, thanks, guys," I say and leave. Smoke and I bump into each other in the hallway. "Hey, James! I've been looking for you. Want to help me?" I ask him. "Sure, let me eat first." Smoke says. "Alright, meet me in the bio lab," I say. I walk over to the bio lab as Smoke walks to the cafeteria. I sit down on a chair and take out my phone. I don't look at it much. I see I have over 20 texts. I've never been this popular. I look at the messages. Some are from other operators, like Nomad asking when the next mission. When did she send this? An hour ago. Ok, I was in the workshop then. I text her back: "I don't know, just always expect the next one's tomorrow, and you'll always be ready." I send the message. She responds: "Ok, thanks." Alright then. I go through the messages and respond to them. Once I'm done, Smoke appears and we get down to business. He's wearing his Arsenic outfit. I find a gas mask and put it on. Lesion also appears. "Hey, Liu," I say. "Hey." He responds. We go into the lab. I grab the canister. "Alright, I'm going to open it. Be careful." I say. I start opening the canister. It's a difficult task. It requires precise twists and turns to open without it breaking or killing us. Once I open it, I separate the 115 with the Shiva. "I knew it was Shiva they were trying to make more deadly," I say. The Shiva floats into the air and is cleaned and gets blown into a test chamber. The 115 disappears. "They did it. They did what they had to. Now it's gone." I say. Smoke and Lesion are confused. I smile and walk to the computer. "Now, let's see what this is made of. Smoke?" I say. James comes up to the computer and does his work. "It's a substance created specifically to kill humans. Nothing else, just humans." Smoke says. "It's comprised of mustard gas and some other element I can't say. It's basically like World War 2-era gas grenades." He says. "It also has some traces of 115," I say. I point to the light blue spots. "Goddamnit. All 115 should be gone. Fucking hell." I say. The light blue spots slowly disappear. "Oh, ok. They're gone now." I say. "Well, at least we figured out what Shiva is made out of. Let's get this info to Harry." Lesion says. We eject the gas into the air. We leave the bio lab. Lesion and Smoke go somewhere. I go to my room. Mira sees me enter and gets up to hug me. "Hey, how was your morning?" She asks me. "It was alright. I met Goyo and Amaru, did some simulation training, and found out what Shiva is made of. Also, they did it." I say, holding up the vial of what used to be 115. "Oh, wow. They did it." She says. I start to cry a bit. "Goddamnit. I do hope they're where they want to be." I say. Mira questions me and I explain the entire thing. "Oh, wow. You really did treat them like your brothers." She says. "Yep. Killing zombies was one of my greatest times as a child and an adult. Now, they're in a better place." I say.
There's an announcement. "All operators, report to the track, please. Thank you." Harry says. "Well, let's go. There's probably a PFT or something he wants us to do." I say. We get into workout gear and leave. I double-time it out to the track. I'm one of the first to arrive. "Alright! we have a PFT today!" Harry says. "Told ya," I say to Mira. Harry tells us what's on the PFT. I always have scored high on these. Guess who scored high again? I was the top scorer, with Blackbeard and Tachanka behind me. "God, that felt great! Now I actually want to do shit!" I say. We head back inside and freshen up. I throw on my jeans and a black Motorhead shirt. I jog over to the cafeteria and grab some lunch.
I finish my lunch and throw it away. At that moment, the Masks break-in and start shooting. I fall to the ground and pull out my 1911. I pull out a magazine and shoot up the terrorists. I had my music playing, so all I hear is "Ace of Spades" by Motorhead. I'm the only one killing terrorists. Everyone else is eating. "Hold on, this is a daydream, isn't it?" I ask myself.
I snap out of my daydream and I find myself in my room. "What the fuck?" I say to myself. I walk back out of my room and see Blu. We talk and eventually get into a friendly argument. Mira appears behind me. "Do you want this fist?" I ask Blu. "Yes!" says Mira from behind me, as in she wants it. "Mira, I'm having an argument. Can I finish?" I ask her. "Sure, just blurted it out, sorry." She says. I laugh at it. Blu also laughs. The argument ends with us laughing. I dismiss Blu and he goes off to do god knows what. Mira and I return to our room. I tired out from the PFT. Mira is also tired. We decide to take a nap together. I throw my sweaty workout gear into my laundry bin and dive into bed. I'm out in seconds flat.
I wake up at 1730. "Ah, shit. That was a good nap." I say. Mira is still asleep. I decided to check my phone again. Harry says he needs me in his office. Alright. I throw on jeans and a white tank top and leave our room. I arrive at Harry's in seconds flat. "Hey Harry, what's happening?" I ask him. "We need you to go on a mission. The USMC wants their greatest asset back for a mission." He says to me. "Hell yea! Alright, when do I leave?" I ask. "Go to the helipad when you're ready." He says. I dart back to my room and pack some stuff. I write a note to Mira and give her a soft kiss before leaving. Back to the Corps! Fuck yea!
A/N: Bit of a shorter chapter, but that's alright. I really want to write more about the Corps and I found this is a good way to go do that. So the next chapter will be about a mission with the Corps. Ultra, over and out.
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