to them. Huge steel beams made their way up in straight lines towards the ceiling and cargo was being unloaded all around.
"Don't question this; just follow orders. We are on course with the vessel Stout wants,” said the android.
Stout's ship was moving fast and had already left outpost Krone and the ship’s thrusters burned brightly as it edged its way towards the outer rim of space.
"Leave him here with me; I’ll get him geared up,” said Carter.
The android nodded then left. Carter had open containers laid out at the foot of the ramp ready for Charlie.
"Put this amour on; it’s the best we have on board so you will be well protected,” said Carter while unpacking various types of ammunition.
"Hope you got my size,” replied Charlie with a wry smile.
Carter did not respond and continued unpacking. The weapon was something Charlie was not used to; he had never fired a one in his life. That was not to say he had never got into dangerous issues whilst digging or gambling but they were usually resolved by a fist fight or making a quick getaway in his craft.
"Listen up,” said Carter in a serious tone. Placing a large rifle in Charlie's hand along with a magazine, he said, "You have this equipment, take a hold of it,"
Carter walked around behind Charlie and placed a grenade belt around his waist. He started tightening it until it was digging into Charlie's skin, he said, try not to mess around with these too much; you’ll need to be well out of the area when one goes off,”
"What do you mean?" replied Charlie.
"Let's just say it packs the extra punch."
Looking up at the craft, Charlie noticed that it looked like it had been refitted with a large steel tank at the back just for this mission.
"Yeah, I got it refitted to look like a fuel tanker; well… that was the idea,” replied Carter as he walked around checking each part of the craft.
Charlie had to get on-board the cargo vessel but needed some kind of cover in order to succeed in the mission. It wasn’t standard cargo on-board so no mistakes could be made; Charlie's life depended on it.
"You ready? We have to get going,” said Carter while pointing his thumb towards the cockpit window.
"You’re coming with me?" replied Charlie.
"Damn straight. I fly this ship and no one else besides me has the skills when it comes to this job,” said Carter as he walked up the ramp with Charlie quickly following behind.
The ship was small inside; hardly any room to breathe and barely big enough to fit two people.
"Get yourself strapped in while I link the comms with Stout. Remember; you listen to me, no fuckups,” said Carter.
"Okay,” replied Charlie in agreement.
The two of them strapped themselves into their seats and Carter grabbed the controls.
"Booster's set to maximum; fuel check okay,” said Carter, adjusting his headset while going through the pre-flight check.
Charlie wanted some answers and turned to face Carter.
"You don't seem too concerned about losing Zed. Does that not bother you; the way that Stout murdered him?" said Charlie.
Carter quickly turned the comm switch off to make sure Stout wasn’t listening in.
"My feelings don't come into it. Zed was an asshole most of the time and the things he has done…" Carter paused for a second. "Let's just say I am glad the bastard is dead, it could have just as easily been me."
"Did he owe a debt to Stout? Was it a revenge killing maybe?” speculated Charlie, looking confused.
The tension between the two of them grew; both were nervous and just wanted to get the mission over with.
"Tazar One, you are cleared to disembark,” a voice announced through the intercom.
"Like I said, just shut the fuck up and listen to my orders,” said Carter, squaring up against Charlie.
"Tazar One, do you copy?" repeated the voice.
Reaching for his headset again, Carter responded quickly.
"Yes, this is Tazar One; we are ready for go,” he replied.
"Good; be advised, Stout will be monitoring this
"Don't question this; just follow orders. We are on course with the vessel Stout wants,” said the android.
Stout's ship was moving fast and had already left outpost Krone and the ship’s thrusters burned brightly as it edged its way towards the outer rim of space.
"Leave him here with me; I’ll get him geared up,” said Carter.
The android nodded then left. Carter had open containers laid out at the foot of the ramp ready for Charlie.
"Put this amour on; it’s the best we have on board so you will be well protected,” said Carter while unpacking various types of ammunition.
"Hope you got my size,” replied Charlie with a wry smile.
Carter did not respond and continued unpacking. The weapon was something Charlie was not used to; he had never fired a one in his life. That was not to say he had never got into dangerous issues whilst digging or gambling but they were usually resolved by a fist fight or making a quick getaway in his craft.
"Listen up,” said Carter in a serious tone. Placing a large rifle in Charlie's hand along with a magazine, he said, "You have this equipment, take a hold of it,"
Carter walked around behind Charlie and placed a grenade belt around his waist. He started tightening it until it was digging into Charlie's skin, he said, try not to mess around with these too much; you’ll need to be well out of the area when one goes off,”
"What do you mean?" replied Charlie.
"Let's just say it packs the extra punch."
Looking up at the craft, Charlie noticed that it looked like it had been refitted with a large steel tank at the back just for this mission.
"Yeah, I got it refitted to look like a fuel tanker; well… that was the idea,” replied Carter as he walked around checking each part of the craft.
Charlie had to get on-board the cargo vessel but needed some kind of cover in order to succeed in the mission. It wasn’t standard cargo on-board so no mistakes could be made; Charlie's life depended on it.
"You ready? We have to get going,” said Carter while pointing his thumb towards the cockpit window.
"You’re coming with me?" replied Charlie.
"Damn straight. I fly this ship and no one else besides me has the skills when it comes to this job,” said Carter as he walked up the ramp with Charlie quickly following behind.
The ship was small inside; hardly any room to breathe and barely big enough to fit two people.
"Get yourself strapped in while I link the comms with Stout. Remember; you listen to me, no fuckups,” said Carter.
"Okay,” replied Charlie in agreement.
The two of them strapped themselves into their seats and Carter grabbed the controls.
"Booster's set to maximum; fuel check okay,” said Carter, adjusting his headset while going through the pre-flight check.
Charlie wanted some answers and turned to face Carter.
"You don't seem too concerned about losing Zed. Does that not bother you; the way that Stout murdered him?" said Charlie.
Carter quickly turned the comm switch off to make sure Stout wasn’t listening in.
"My feelings don't come into it. Zed was an asshole most of the time and the things he has done…" Carter paused for a second. "Let's just say I am glad the bastard is dead, it could have just as easily been me."
"Did he owe a debt to Stout? Was it a revenge killing maybe?” speculated Charlie, looking confused.
The tension between the two of them grew; both were nervous and just wanted to get the mission over with.
"Tazar One, you are cleared to disembark,” a voice announced through the intercom.
"Like I said, just shut the fuck up and listen to my orders,” said Carter, squaring up against Charlie.
"Tazar One, do you copy?" repeated the voice.
Reaching for his headset again, Carter responded quickly.
"Yes, this is Tazar One; we are ready for go,” he replied.
"Good; be advised, Stout will be monitoring this
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