Public Security bots swarmed the train station. Sound of gunfire were all over the place. Now it was a hell fight in four ways. Redhawk, Public Security, Legion and a three dolls were having a cross fire in every direction. Despite a close range and impossible to navigate area, everyone were holding a clear and organized fight. Tactics were made-up on a fly and some of them was working. In a grand view of things, it was a good thing that Mangie wasn't here.
But everything was useless once Nomomo jumped up on this whole plan. Theree dolls were huggled up together in one of the cargo compartments.
Nomomo - Nita! Blaze! Find Duval and get out of here!
Blaze - Are you sure?Nomomo - Yes! Just let me work and make sure Duval is safe.
Blaze - Fine. Come on Nita, we have to go! | Nita - Are we just going to leave Nomomo here?
Blaze - Trust me, she is has a highest chance of getting out alive than anyone else here!
Grabbing Nita by hand, Blaze walked out of the cart from another side. Before leaving, Nita looked at Nomomo, who made a slight reassuring nod. When both Nita and Blaze walked away, Nomomo too a look around the area. She wanted to put an end to everything and everyone here as fast as possible, even if it meant that she would have to get messy herself. But there was nothing to fear for someone like her... Not anymore...
Jumping off the cart, Nomomo started running a went straight to another cart, where Red Hawk were sitting and using cart as a cover to hold their ground. Someone noticed her just in time to start shooting, but too late to get any advantage. Nomomo jumped inside the cart and shot through a chest of a first enemy. Others turned to face Nomomo, and she already had a trick for that. She shot again, through a chest of a previous victim, creating a gaping hole in his chest and pushed throuh her Hawk XY10, and turned him, as if he is a meat shield.
Everyone started shooting. Bullets were flying and bouncing off the surfaces of a train interiour. All while Nomomo were standing still, covering behind her meat shield and shooting everyone one by one. Unlike in cargo compartment, there was no cover in restaurant cart... Especially, since it was turned upside-down. And before long, this matter was cleared.
Smoking barrel of Hawk XY10 stopped shooting. Nomomo released the trigger and kicked off the 'meat shield' away. "This was easier than it usualy is" she though to herself, while pulling out empty magazine from her gun, and taking new from inner pocket of her jacket.
Meanwhile, Nita and Blaze were trying to get through a wreckage, to a front cart. And suddenly were ambushed by a heavy fire. Nita pushed Blaze down and covered her with her frame. Bullets were tearing and chipping away at Nita's frame, while Nita were trying her best to push foward to a nearby pillar. It wasn't a good cover, but would at least let Blaze somewhere to stand.
And that Blaze did. Once she reached the pillar, she pulled pulled out her grenade launcher, and with a one shot, put an end to bullet rain, but not to the enemies. As soon, as the fire was put down, Nita was able to regain her stability and stood up, while getting her own rifle ready to shoot.
One soldier peeked out, and his head poped like a watermelon. A heavy sound of nitro .700 filled the area. And that was it... This unfortunate group has came to an end. Nita walked over for double check, to find a whole team dead. But they didn't looked like 'Red Hawk'
Blaze - That's our target.
With a slight surprise, Nita looked behind and noticed that Blaze were stranding right behind her.
Nita - What?Blaze - The group and the cargo we were after... Darryl...
A metal box near a corpse wearing a jacket with name "Darryl" was something they were after. But once Blaze put her grenade launcher behing her and leaned over to take the box... She took a closer look at the dead 'Darryl' in front of her... Despite the damaged face by explosion and burns, she understood something almost instantly... And smiled.
Blaze - You are... a cunning man, Darryl Coldron... Cunning and desperate indeed... I hope you will have a better luck out there than you had here...
Nita - Are you... You wish luck for a dead enemy?
Blaze - Oh Nita... *Ah-a* ... If you didn't noticed, we are a bad guys in this story. Doesn't change the fact that I would prefer for a good side to win.
Nita - I... I don't understand... Is he not dead?
Blaze - No, no. He is dead, and that's what we are here after!
Picking up a mettal box, Blaze turns around and pushes the box into Nita's arms.
Blaze - Come on! Go ahead... Find Duval, I need to take care of one little thing.
Nita - You sure? There is still a...Blaze - Nita, I know what I am doing...
With concern, but Nita finaly noded, and starts walking towards the head of a train. Meanwhile, Blaze picked up a pistol from the corpse in front of her and headed to a barely noticabel door labeled as 'employee only'. Her face was enveloped in a soft smile...
=== Head Cart ===
With Duval seated at emergency van, he was looking at the pen moving in front of him for a while, before the doctor finaly sighed and noded.
Doctor - It looks like you are doing fine, James. No signs of any trauma, but just to be sure. I will give you some pills. You would need to drink them every morning and evening. And also, try not to drive any car and refrain from any alcoholic drinks for a week. Other then that, you should be fine!
Duval (James) - Thank you doctor.
Satisfied, Doctor reached out to a medicine shelf, took a small box of pills and gave it to Duval. Duval in the mean time, placed some credit tokens on doctor's hand, which surprised him.
Doctor - Mister James, I can't... | Duval (James) - I know, I know. This is just your work, but it doesn't change the fact that you are doing a noble thing and doing it the right way. And I would personaly be pleased, if people didn't overlook your hard job. So just take it... If not for yourself, then considr this as a investment into your hospital. There should be enough for a new van, or a few boxes of new medicine.
The doctor looked at the few credit tokens in his hands and value of them... His surprised raised a bit more. He noded and put credit tokens into a pocket.
Duval (James) - Besides, you are about to get a few more patients...
Doctor - Well then... Thank you mister James...
Satisfied, Duval waved his hand once to Doctor, and put pills into inner pocket of his suit. All while walking his way to a concerd man in military uniform few meters away from him. This rather young man, looked both exhausted and refreshed at the same time. "Lt. Pierre" was written on his dark-green uniform. For some reason, he looked both confident and nervious.
Somewhere in a distance, muffled sound of a firefight were comming to an end. At first it was going at a tempo of full auto against full auto, but right now, sounds of gun fire were rare in between. None the less, soldiers around, were battle ready and on guard.
Lt. Pierre - I guess doctor said that you are good to go, mister James?
Duval (James) - Otherwise, he would't have let me go even a few steps away from him.
Lt. Pierre - Yeh... all doctors like that...
Both man noded to eachother and stepped aside, to a car, where Zed was waiting.
Lt. Pierre - Mister James... While we are on a topic of this matter, general Ruppert wanted to talk to you in person. And asked, when would you be able to pay him a visit.
Duval (James) - Let's see... I have to collect all of my dolls here... Then I need a day rest... Tell him, that I will try to visit him tommorow evening, if he doesn't mind.
Lt. Pierre - Sure thing, I'l tell him... But can you spare my moment of curiosity?
Duval (James) - That depends... What kind of question do you have?
Slight surprise taken Duval, and with quriosity, he turned to Pierre.
Lt. Pierre - How come do you know general Ruppert?
Duval (James) - Dangerous question young man. But I will say that... I had a pleasure of working side by side with him, durning his time a just in yellow zone expedition... Ask him when he will invite you for a talk...
Lieutenant Pierre was little surprised at that remark.
Duval (James) - I will say a few words about you... I alway keep my promises.
With a smirk on his face, Duval opened the door and took a seat at the back of presented car. Zed followed the suit and took a driver seat. Pierre wasn't really satisfied, but turned around and walked away, towards the sounds of a gunfire.
=== Maintenance tunnels ===
He was running with a glass tube in one hand, and a flashlight in the other. Narrow and dark spaces were overwhelming him from all directions. Each turn was just like the one before. It felt like he was running in circles, but no, they were just like the others.
But after another turn, instead of a another crossroad, he was met with a locked door. That required a key card. In a hurry, he trapped flashligh under his arm and pulled put a terminal. There is a programm that usualy allowed him to hack open most of a doors... if only, it took a long time to do that. He was in a hurry, and as he placed, his terminal against card reader, program started working.
??? - My, my... You did get far.
At the sound of voice and someones step, he let go of his terminal, while it is attached to a card reader, and pulled out a pistol, dropping his flashlight in a process. Dropped flashligh, provided ray of light, that managed to light the white bodysuit with dark harness, but left the face of a person in front of him in the dark. That, person was aiming a pistol at him.
Darryl - Who are you? | ??? - Does it matter?
The terminal on a door, was playfully working it's way through a lock behind Darryl's back.
Darryl - Is my team still alive???? - Sorry... But I have to say, it was a neat trick! Almost worked!
A drop of sweat crawled through Darry's face. He would like to shoot... But if he does, he will lose his concealment... Or maybe he is already exposed? He didn't knew... And that was the hardest part to work through. And thought of whole situation overwhelmed him.
Darryl - You know what this is about, don't you???? - I do...
Darryl - And you still supports their motives???? - I don't... But it doesn't change anything...
Darryl - How? Is that 'just a business' to you???? - No... It's much more than that...
Once again, silence was filled only by a playfull terminal who kept on trying to open a door. Occasionally terminal would made weird sounds and signals.
??? - You are a good man Darryl, I can respect what you did. It just so happens, that there are cruel people at power. People that don't want any good being entangled with themselves.
Darryl - And you just wan't to just let them go and do their worst???? - I won't...
Suddenlt, terminal started beeping, signaling of a job being done. Blaze made a shot and bullet pierced through a Darryl throat. Darryl started shooting too, few bullets managed to hit blaze in a chest, but she was left unfazed.
In the flashes of a gunfire, soft and cruel smile on Blaze's face was revealed. Her souless dark eyes were looking at the Darryl like last dying sparks of hope. Hope, that she herself just killed.
As pistol made it's last shot. Darryl collapsed on a floor, choking on his own blood. A metal plate with few bullets still stuck in it, fell on a ground near Blaze, followed by a sound of a zipper. A glass tube fell on a ground, but didn't break as Darryl hoped. Blaze walked closer and picked up the tube.
Blaze - Such a strange thing... And so much trouble for everyone... Don't worry, I won't let anyone get their hands on this thing. And sorry that it all came to this.
Pointing pistol at Darryl's head, Blaze pulled the trigger. Finaly setting the end of this story.