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When life gives you lemons, ferment them and get drunk.
Part 3 The Armory
Roy and his squad walked silently across the dirt yard of the military facility. It was basically a bunch of soldiers packed into tin cans for bunkers. The four soldiers were walking aimlessly around the grounds.
Brian yawned, "Well, that was a downer."
Jack began to laugh, "Honestly, I think it was kinda funny."
"Yea, seven drunken marines surrounded by dozens of beer cans, hilarious."
"It was probably for the best. Showing up drunk wouldn't help us keep our ranks."
"You mean your rank? Me and will are privates, we can get as drunk as we want."
Roy finally had enough, "Could you just...shut up?" Silence filled the air. There was still twenty minutes before they had to be at the armory.
Brian put on a strange grin,"Ya know who's hot?"
"Me, Jack Taloner, the best soldier of all time."
"No...anyway, Miranda Keys. I'd say she's solid nine and a half."
The speakers throughout the facility burst to life, "Lieutenant Roy Galahad, report to the armory immediately. Roy tried to hide his joy. Brian wasn't the kind of guy you would want to be around for more than ten minutes. After a short walk, they arrived at the armory. It looked relatively small, but there was a colossal chamber underneath filled with warthogs, scorpion tanks, hornets, and pretty much everything else that can make something explode. Jack entered the place first, but he didn't see anyone.
A voice rang out from underneath him, "Um, could you please get off the hatch?" The specialist jumped backwards, startled. A piece of the floor flipped back, revealing a long ramp that descended to the real armory. The four men were surprised to see that a greasy man with a rough beard wasn't standing in front of them. Instead, a beautiful woman took his place, "Hi, I'm Jane" A smile appeared on her face. She had light brown hair that ran past her shoulders. The curves at her waist were as perfect as can be. "I have to check something really quick, you guys can wait here." She walked over to the other side of the room.
Brian followed the girl over to a set of tools, "Hmm, this is weird."
"Sorry?"
"Well my magic watch tells me you're naked, but then again...it's ten minutes fast."
The woman let out a short laugh, "Charming, really."
"I'm sorry, but that beautiful face of yours-"
"I get it."
"You don't have to be scared of me."
"Oh, that's not it at all."
Brian leaned closer to her, "Then what is it?"
Jane sighed, "I don't think you can handle me."
"O really?"
"Yes...really."
"Are you done here?" Jane and Brian turned around to see Roy with his arms crossed.
Jane smiled at him, "Yes, matter of fact we are." She cleared her throat as she walked towards four wide lockers. She placed her hand on the palm lock, and the doors slid open revealing a black suit of armor, "This is an AFP Suit. Anti-flood penetration." Jane pulled the armor out of its locker, and held it up in front of the soldiers, "It is made of strength enhancing nano-weave fibers covered by microscopic rings. Basically, it is chain mail that will give you the ability to tear someone in half."
Brian looked her in the eyes, "I don't need a suit to keep a few creepy critters off me."
"Well then, in the likely event that you get infected and become even more hideous than you already are, not even an idiot would fall for you. Judging by what I have learned about you so far, anyone short of an idiot is out of your league.
"Alright, if you're that worried about me, I'll wear it."
Jane looked at him in disgust, "Anyway, this thing will stop those little barbs from sticking you in the spine." The girl smiled as if she had said something uplifting, "Of course, if you are covered in the little suckers, that's a different story. Jane placed the suit in its locker, and walked towards a large drawer filled with nice surprises. She picked up a canister, threw it in the air, and caught it, "This thing operates like a tear gas canister, except it releases a chemical that is highly toxic to the flood. You can either throw it, or shoot it out of an RPG attachment on your weapon. Of course you can't launch one of these at your friends, so I made this. Flood mace, that says it all
Jack looked at the brilliant weapons engineer, "That all?"
"Yes, except for these." Jane flipped a switch below her work table. One of the walls in the armory began to part, exposing a colossal weapons cache."
Will smiled as he looked it over, "Are you the creator of this technology?"
"Mhm!" Jane nodded proudly.
As a heavy weapons specialist, Jack had his eye on a particularly large gun, "What does that do?"
"Well, it's not exactly anti-flood, but I heard a certain someone likes big explosions." Jane shot an adoring smile at him, "It's for you."
Brian cleared his throat, "Did you make anything for me?"
[Edited on 09.01.2009 9:38 PM PDT]