In the mist - LSF related

[kingvaillant]

One minute after he left the storage room, the alarm started to ring all across the station. Browning's head in a bag and his pistol in the other, the director was checking every possible angle for any enemy. LSF pilots were trained to fight in hostile environment, but fighting alone (considering the woman being unskilled and untrained) against the staff of this station was a big risk. Chances of survival were close to being inexistent.

After turning a few corners and running during a few minutes, David and the woman arrived in front of the armory. Taking profit of the element of surprise, he shot the guard and left them agonizing in their blood. He quickly inspected one of the guards and stole his data-pad. Leaving the station without knowing what did happen here wouldn't be a good idea; especially if the Navy or the LSF would storm the site.

Pulling out the head from the bag, David passed Joseph' eyes in front of the retinal scanner, unlocking the door. Once inside, David passed a body armor to the woman and picked one for himself as well, he then found some helmets and proceeded the same way. With all these protections, they would have more chances to make it out alive from the station. From the walls, he stole an laser assault rifle and enough clips to make him last for days against an invading horde. He was tempted to give a much more powerful weapon to the lady, but she didn't seem strong enough to compensate the recoil without hurting herself or...David. For personal safety... or a much effective killing, David took some grenades with him. Seeing enemies' blood on the floor was always reassuring him. The deadlier the better, he thought with a wide smile on his face.

“Where are we going now Director?” She asked, still in shock.

“Well, now that we are well equipped, we will go to the control room to unlock the hangar doors. However, we might have a problem. Once the hangar doors opened, a spacesuit will be needed to walk from the entrance to the ship since the doors cannot be controlled from outside the control room obviously.”

“Nonononono, I will not walk in zero atmosphere. Never ever please!” It was obvious that the woman had a phobia of zero oxygen environments noted David.

“So um, since you seem uncomfortable with my idea, go straight into the ship once I've cleared the hanger and wait for me. Let's hurry now we have no time”

Persuaded, the woman continued to follow David to their objective. There wasn't anyone in the corridor; a very bad sign.

***Human*** says a voice in the Director' head.

“Argh, for [swear] god sake, not you again”

***Servitude***only possibility***

At the same moment, a man appeared from a dark corner, standing in their way.

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Director of the Liberty Security Force: Fidelity, Bravery and Integrity

The Amundsen Zone-21 Restrictions