Chapter 2: Trash
July 15th, 2040 0500 EST(Earth standard time) United World base located 10km south of Mumbai.
"Ey...HEY........HEY FUCKING WAKE UP!"
"Wha? What are you yelling for dude gimme 5 man."
"It's your turn to stand watch dip shit, get up before I shove my m6's barrel up your ass."
"My ass cheeks are impenetrable dude, like a fucking vice; can't even get a q-tip past them. Good luck Asagi. Just gimme 5 dude I swear I'll get up."
"Would you like me to test that petty officer Drake? GET YOUR ASS UP AND OPEN YOUR EYES!"
"Oh Sh-AYE SENIOR CHIEF"
"Go run 3 laps around the outside the base, you too Asagi since you both have so much energy so early on this beautiful god forsaken rainy day. I'll take over your watch until you get back. If it's more than 20 minutes you'll both be forfeiting lunch aye?"
"Aye senior chief!"
"Go."
Lin Drake shook his head trying to clear up his mind, 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 3 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎, ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡.
The next second a face loomed too close for comfort: it was Asagi. "Come on Drake, the sooner we get this over with the faster I can go to sleep I'm not missing breakfast you hear me?"
"Yeah Yeah man let me get my gear on." 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑦 𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑡 𝑢𝑠. "Fuck, Asagi help me with my back plate I just woke up for shit's sake."
𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑚 𝐼 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒? 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑠ℎ 𝑑𝑢𝑚𝑝. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 2040 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘'𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠. 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘.
"There you go bro, you need to take care of your Magall plates man. Your back plate is rusting." (Asagi)
"It's not like it matters, these poor fucks are still using lead ammo. My plates could be made with the cheapest Magall and I'd still be a tank in front of these clowns." (Lin)
"True, imagine if we were qualified for the Ares. We'd be kings around here." (Asagi)
"Yeah like they would even let any of us use an Ares in this shit useless area of the world." (Lin)
"Who knows, maybe the crazy Alien wannabe groups might try to take over this joint as a foothold for their ascension into the Alien worlds." (Asagi)
"Dude you read too much bullshit man, let's go." (Lin)
"Fuck 15 minutes left Drake, It's a good thing we're enhanced yeah?" (Asagi)
"Enhanced for what man? We've been training for the Ares program for 2 years now. Why are we still here? Just so we can run laps and help the local scavs learn how to shoot at moving targets?" (Lin)
"Eh, we'll get there in time. You know we're next in line. Just have some patience. On the bright side we might make chief before we even deploy to Mars." (Asagi)
"Chief of the trash. I like it dude. We can call ourselves the Trash kings." (Lin)
"The really fast Trash kings, we're clocking in at 60 kph. Jesus that's with all our gear too. They really weren't lying when they said we'd be superhuman huh." (Asagi)
"Too bad we need to eat that much more, let's hustle before we actually miss breakfast. If we miss it again I'll probably pass out before lunch." (Lin)
"That's a hard solid fucking copy" (Asagi)
As the two sped off accompanied by the glow of the rising sun. It illuminated the copious amounts of trash surrounding the UW base 'New Horizon'.
𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕.
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