Erie Retreat: The Scouts

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The group fistbumps each other after knowing they'll be receiving some delicious jerky. They're all pale from Synth Paste, and some good old fashioned protein for sure will cheer up their spirits when they need it. In almost perfect synchronization, they take off their heavier gear to enjoy their meal. Fang keeps smoking his fancy cigar, gazing upon the natural beauty of the woods.

Upon hearing Doc's question, Fang lifts his chin to Plank, the squad's demolition expert. He takes a quick look around, then locks his eyes on Doc:

“

So you heard about the camps, Mister Holliday? Hmph. People expect a open-air chaingang camp like the ones around the Omegas or Omicrons, but here? Nothing like this. There's no "Camps" as we're used to - or how the media shows them.

Hell, the "camps" might as well look like schools on the outside. But inside? Brutal torture. Mostly psychological. They're reeducation camps. Brainwashing machines... To rewrite one's mind. To justify Liberty's actions... on how the new government is good... It's super fucked up shit, Doc. Those who fight back get signed off as "violent rioters" and are killed on the spot. Guards always claim self defense, though. They're not dumb. Then, they steal their organs after they hide the body.

They don't give a single shit. They harvest anyone, insurgent or not, innocent or not. All to fill quotas and get better funding, if you ask me.

”

Plank backs off onto his chair after finishing his testimony. From his body language, he seems dead serious. Fang gets his cigar out of his mouth and addresses Doc:

“

We're aware of the camps, but we can't do anything about those right now. We can always find a way turn these "camps" into smoldering piles of rubble, but the biggest problem is the amount of innocent people inside them. If we attack the camps, too many innocent people will get hurt.

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