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Part 5
“At least, that’s what
they told me. I woke up 9 days later as expected and the rest you already know.
I founded the Interplanetary Military Union as a joint force by all of Earth’s
population in order to create a proper army that could defend us from the
genarians. After we won the Moon War, they managed to set foot on Saturn and we
knew it wouldn’t be long until they came up with a plan to attack us. The rest
is history. Now, the real issue is Martha and Jerome’s son. He was part of the
experimental process of the super-soldiers. He was the second prototype. Being
a genetic failure from the beginning, I thought it was better to let his
parents raise him as they pleased. And so they did, but the thing was that he
couldn’t ever integrate into society. He was much too dependent on his parents.
Without them he becomes lonely, lost in the world. He starts to feel
frustrated, angry, and loses control over his body. He has far too much power
within him. So I can only imagine what state he must be in, knowing that his
parents died. He will seek revenge at all costs. He will probably use his
genarian form to either infiltrate the enemy troops or annihilate every single
one of them, I honestly can’t predict how he will react. So I warn you. He is
extremely dangerous, far more powerful than the average genarian. You may take
him by an ordinary one, but please do make sure not to kill him, as he is our
most valuable resource at the moment. Tactical information and squad
distribution will be handed to each team via MInfo. Remember, ladies and
gentlemen, use extreme care, and never forget that we must secure the lands
around the UHQ and expand outward. You are dismissed.”
Later that day,
Captain Lyko received a MInfo message displaying a map with several routes for
the various teams to take. Oddly enough, there was also mention to some Division Commander. Lyko walked through the
UHQ looking for the room mentioned in the message. He found it in a corner,
heavily guarded. Passing through inspection, he entered a small container‑like
building. The inside was dark, with one lonely lamp meagrely lighting the whole
room. The room was empty, and Lyko had a striking feeling that something wasn’t
right. Just as he thought of running away, a trapdoor opened, shedding a bright
blue light all over the room. Lyko made out the silhouette of a man walking up
to the floor. The man said at last, “Captain Lyko, welcome to our most important
R&D facility, the Exolab. Please follow me”. After climbing down a long
staircase, Lyko saw a gigantic floor, about the same size of the whole UHQ. It
had none but four walls surrounding it, and an unimaginable quantity of people
and machinery. Some of the machines in the production line were as tall as 10
metres. He kept following the man who had welcomed him along the huge
underground factory, finally arriving at a large circle on the ground, full of
strange mechanical chairs. General Sorges and many other captains were there,
as well as other high-rank officers. A man came to speak to Lyko, “Hello
Captain, I’m your Division Commander, Thuman Olyve. I will be handling field
operations for your team, as well as other 49 teams. Now, if you follow me,
please...” Thuman walked to the middle of the circle, where he pointed at one
of the chairs, “...have a sit.”. Lyko thought all of that was very strange.
General Sorges was alone outside the circle, left to his thoughts. More
captains arrived, and sat on the chairs. “Ladies and gentlemen, I reckon you
all have mission details on your MInfos. Your teams have been prepared,
antidotes administered, and the whole army mobilized. You are now part of
Division 3 of the Military Union. Each captain will have field leadership upon
their team, and I will make sure everything flows as planned. The machines you
are sitting on are exoskeletons made to empower you with the same abilities as
the Mods. They are still experimental, but operational. They are easy to use,
you won’t feel the difference. We are looking to provide as many soldiers with
them as possible. Now if you please, go through that gate.”
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