Generation Fur

Chapter 6

The next morning was a rush, everyone woke up seemingly pumped. Even I was a little excited to be going on a mission with a unit, as an equal. I didn't know what else to feel as this wasn't something that I had done before, only dreamed about.

We all took short showers, got dressed, and met in the commander's office around four thirty. The commander looked at us all and raised an eye-brow.

"You all are certainly exited about this" he said looking at his watch and then us all standing at attention in a line. I was in the middle this time and the twins were on my left, the female Furs were on my right. The commander either overlooked this because he didn't care, or something else because he didn't seem puzzled or interested at all. Instead he just got up from his desk and handed us a crate of bullets.

"I anticipated this, so I took the liberty of putting the non-lethal stun bullets in this crate for you" he said putting it on the floor, "there are more in each of your lockers, and on the plane that you'll be taking there."

No one seemed annoyed by this at all, in fact this seemed to make them more excited. I guess loading your own bullets to get ready for a mission was something that gave way to anticipation and excitement?

I went to the armory where we kept our guns and there was another crate there, the twins came in Blaze holding one side of the crate of bullets and Blake holding the other side. They set the crate down next to the other and went to grab their guns as well. I grabbed all of my mags, including the extra ones that I had grabbed earlier this week just in case, and then proceeded to fill them up with the bullets given.

The twins were loading up their heavy gun's huge mag, and not looking at me, not even once. Then Blake spoke up. At first I didn't think he was talking to me because he was still looking down, and then I looked up to see him looking at me.

"I, we are sorry for treating you so badly when we met you," he said and Blaze also nodded, looking up at me. I was shocked, I never expected either of them to apologize for their treatment or accusations. I entirely expected them to keep doing what they were doing for the rest of our time together as a squad.

I nodded back to them to show that I accepted their apology and then I put the last mag I needed to fill away, stood up, loaded and checked my guns, and strapped them on. My Sniper Rifle on my back with the the muzzle pointing towards the ceiling, and the FN Scar 16 in my hands pointing towards the ground.

The two didn't stop looking at me until I stood up and adjusted my weapons. The sudden noise and movement shook them out of their stupor and they were back to loading up their weapons, seemingly faster then previously.

I met up with Lilith and Amethyst outside of the armory, and then I went over grabbed the chest armor that was hanging on the walls all around the entire armory, and slipped it off of the wall. My mags went in first, since they were taking up my entire left arm, so I got on my knees, gently set them on the ground next to the vest and started to put them in the numerous pouches. I made a mental note to bring the vest into the armory room next time and load up everything there.

Once I was done with loading up the vest, I checked it, and then strapped it on and secured it, then I put my Sniper Rifle back on my back and picked up my Scar from where I set it against the wall. Lilith and Amethyst seemed to be watching me with interest as I did all of that, and then the commander came in, walked up to us, and was about to say something when the twins ran out of the armory, grabbed a vest, and joined us while putting the vests on. Their pistols were already in a holster at their waists, and once they were done they saluted and apologized for being so slow. The commander looked at them and then shook his head with amusement.

"You are fine boys, I have just come by to say good luck, and that your plane is taking off in ten, so GET YOUR ASSES DOWN THERE! NOW!" There it was. The five of us jogged down to the hanger and up the ramp inside of the plane, the commander laying out our plan of attack and what was going to happen: