Jean-Gatling
It's been five years since the Dominion War... Ever heard of a top-secret spy from Starfleet's Section 3:16? The kind of towering brute, 1.95 meters tall, who shoots from the hip and sets off explosions that could launch panzers into orbit? Ring any bells?
Well, that damn guy, who's anything but subtle, is starting to question everything after a mission where he had to make some tough calls. He thought he'd finally get some vacation time-NO WAY!
Here's Steve COLD, the kind of intergalactic bastard who prevents new wars from breaking out.
His vacation? He's been dragged right into the heart of a rebellion on Qo'noS or thrown back in time fighting the Tal Shiar, who are trying to make him the butt of their joke.
Sounds like an 80s or 90s action movie? Some Michel Audiard vibes mixed with martial arts sound effects? Well, that's the whole point, damn it.
"Section 3:16 has the best officers Starfleet has to offer. They're the perfect fit for missions that make the word 'covert' look like a dance recital for old Ferengi women..."
"...They shoot fast, they hit hard. When they're sent somewhere, all you know is that it's gonna hurt..."
You guessed it, this story is going to leave some damage. Do you dare join Section 3:16?
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NOTE : It's a translation from the original story i wrote. I'm not born perfect : i'm French. But i want English-speaking dudes , God Bless' em, to enjoy an explosive story.
NOTE 2 : Four damn more chapters to translate. Gimme a break, would you ?