2 THE CAT
CHAPTER IV
A DREAM OF GUNPOWDER
The unit of rats is on fire, protected by a building has enough time to see the pilot's desperate attempt to escape the module, which becomes useless as he is swallowed by the flames of the explosion and on his face the last act in life, to utter a mute cry of death.
Although the easy victory does not yet have time to celebrate, a third and heavier UBC is active and giving work, to the point of stopping it, its movement, fast and fluid is packed with the powerful enemy that does not stop to shoot in his position, his weapon, the 10mm KR200 submachine gun did not cause the damage to force his opponent to seek cover; "So the rats have a new toy !?"
Your commander does not stop rattling in your ears, ordering you to go to the next point on the mission as quickly as possible, "Yes sir, I will eliminate the threat and move on to the next rendezvous point!" Turning off.
Milla Kippo finishes her job of changing the barrel of her weapon to use an ideal 5.60mm ammunition against this type of vehicle, to make a submachine gun on an assault rifle it is enough to just change the barrel, pull and leave the breech open for the tape. 95 ammo can slip easily.
Luckily, your enemy is not advancing, because it is providing cover for citizens to escape, a praiseworthy attitude, but little practice in real combat; when he finishes the conversion, he waits for a pause in the shots, when this happens he throws a light grenade.
The flare increases the quenching of the shots and then, Milla attacks, even before the end of the effect she distinguishes the figure of the opponent, squeezes the trigger and a powerful outburst of the weapon, reaching the UBC, piercing the thick armor, cutting cables and power, oil and fuel space and the main - reaching the pilot.
Sparks of the machine come in contact with the fuel, in a few seconds an uncontrolled fire spreads through every structure, Milla lowers, to protect itself, in sequence, the heat arrives at the ammunition depots, causing the critical point to reach and causing a great explosion, furious and intense that lasts about 3 seconds.
It waits for the end, when everything normalizes, rises and with the weapon and sensors connected begins a slow advance, passes through the first two UBCs destroyed, it approaches where the last one was, or that it was left of him.
"Good thing I'm not paid to do espionage," she thinks dispiritedly in the few pieces left, the only one, let's say, still remember her original function is one of her legs, she uses the scanner, the data appears on her holographic display, it's more heavy that the conventional ones, to withstand so much armor and armament, looks for something that gives him some bonus, but is useless, what is left has spread by the block, impossibility of any way to obtain data.
The city of rats is on fire, it feels like a giant, compared to size with a cat is certain seven to nine mice tall, its sensors do not accuse any kind of threat, for a few moments watching that scenario of destruction Milla se question about what she does is right, the intense artillery and fighter jets with fast moves from her combat group not only destroyed the city's physical defenses but everything that could be used, military or otherwise.
A beep from your communicator brings you back to reality
- Shadow Walker! Shado Walker! This is Lasagna Boy! Exchange!
- Listening to Lasagna!
- Phew, the commander is furious that you turned him off!
She laughed
- Do not worry, I'll explain to him, but now I've cleared three threats and I'm going to the rendezvous point.
- Ok, so be careful, Final Exchange!
- I will have!
It shuts off and starts running to the point indicated on your display.
- Mom! Dad! A faint voice appears timidly amid the prevailing chaos.
His heart races, he quickly turns his gun toward the source of his voice, as if he wanted to flank the target, he avoids going straight, his yellow eyes along with his scanner searches and finds him; through the smoke and soot of the debris of a house she sees a gray mouse, alive but with a thick wooden column that struck him in the middle of the back, there are no other survivors nearby, and to complete his bad luck one river of fire and fuel of the last vehicle of defense is directed toward him.
She still makes one last scan to check for a threat, but nothing, then turns off the display, and just watches it; his orders are not to worry about wounded or survivors, just to eliminate them, rats are a plague and point, as he would not spend ammunition on a dying man could simply pick up his knife and end his suffering or let that fire do preferred the second option, by reactivating its display.
"Cats like milk, right?" A dog's voice echoes in his mind.
Milla is frightened, her heart fires and the cold sweat runs from her face, the memory of the puppy that saved her when she was little is repeated before her with that mouse, in her heart knows what that feeling was, the inability to not survive and return to your family.
Fate likes to make jokes.
Placing the gun on her shoulder, she has no difficulty removing the small one from her deathbed, watching the surroundings find a garden with grass, away from the river of fire, gently put the young man on the grass.
He takes a campaign chocolate from his pocket, not that he was hungry, but he picks up the aluminum from the package and rolls out the mouse to keep his temperature cool in the night, as well as giving him extra protection.
She had no more to do, hopefully, rescue teams will surely rescue him when dawn, she gets up and return her rush to the rendezvous, even with a brutal war where many will die, Milla feels a strange feeling of joy?
Because? For having helped him? Or it would be for finding a breath, she does not know why, but deep down she knows that this little gesture is enough to save her soul.
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- Wake up, sleepyhead! A child's voice invades his room.
"Um ... let Mother sleep for more ... twenty years!" Trying to cover his head with the pillow.
- No, no! - Continued insistent voice - You promised you were going to the park today!
- Okay, um ... um ... just another five minutes!
- It's all right! You asked for it! "Then the little kitten starts jumping on the bed like a kangaroo, laughing loudly.
"I just wanted to sleep, the Gods are playing with me!" He thinks angrily, and he stands up so fast that he catches the kitten in the air, yellow eyes in highlights, covered by his disheveled hair and tired face.
- You'd better take a shower! - says the little kitten, - and your hair's all huddled up, so you do not go out with me. Laughing
Milla turns to the mirror and see, really her appearance is shameful even for those who even in combat stays neat and beautiful.
- OK! Ms! I surrender, let Mara know that I'm coming down! Kissing her yawn.
- Hi, hi, okay! Getting off the bed and running out of the room.
Milla stretched, her silk sweater sliding over the curves of her beautiful body; goes to the bathroom, where a good hot shower helps her wake up and invigorate after another night with that dream of the little mouse; "It was not enough, I helped you now, will you chase me for life?" She grunts as she walks curled up to her desk with her beauty products.In front of the mirror, she dries and combs her short black hair, wears a light makeup just to cover up the tiredness, a pull on the long lashes of the eyes and a lipstick, nothing too flashy, just so the lips do not dry out.
In the closet, she separates the clothes to leave, as we are getting close to winter and the weather is very rainy and cold enough, with that in mind, choose a pair of pants with double cover, black shirt, boots and red bromo jacket.
"Only my daughter to make it out on a day like this" looking at the gray and rainy sky, but there was no denying, this tour was always delayed because of work, now that they got two weeks off, your child would not lose a second of time.
"I'd rather stay home, sleeping and eating popcorn and chocolate," she thinks dispiritedly, heading for the dresser where the few photos are, her graduation at the military academy, the Nights Birds squadron, Victoria in her arms and in the nursery , but it has three turns down.
Open the drawer where you pick up your bag and look at the 10mm pistol inside the holster and chargers ready to use plus two full ammunition boxes; she stares at them for a few moments, her big green eyes see as indispensable an item as her purse leaves, she reaches her hands together, but then she thinks, "I'm on my vacation, today I really do not want anything to happen wrong"
She smiles and walks toward the door.
But before picking up the doorknob, the Colonel's words come in his mind, like a warning; "No matter the place, the War turns to you, be it here or on the battlefields, stay tuned and ready!" - the joy on his face disappear back and picks up the gun and leaves the room.
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After saying goodbye to Mara, Milla and Victoria are walking down the social elevator of the building.
- Dad called me yesterday.
She watches her daughter with that suspicion.
- IS? He breathes deeply. - What did he ask you?
- Ah, kind of things if I was okay, like you were, and if there was anyone in the house.
# "Bummer" - trying to stay calm but with swollen temples is a real indicative when she is angry, she looks at her daughter but her eyes starting to turn yellow.
- Yes, and what did you say?
- I answered the truth! Sure, she said, - there was no one there, and you were all right, that we were going to the park early. - She goes and looks at her mother - are not you fighting again?
- Of course not, my dear, - trying to deflect the conversation.
- Mom? It was now Victoria's turn to look suspicious.
- I said - putting a smile to try and make it more friendly - I and your father are still friends and we are not fighting.
The opening of the elevator becomes the bell that ends the round, saving Milla - Let's go?
From the large building that lives it is in front of a large green park, one of the largest in the city, parents take their children to play, has lakes with pedal boats, playgrounds, racecourse for those who practice running and cycling, in the center there is a great zoo with several species of plants and animals, but is closed and only comes back in the spring.
Her little girl loves that place, and for Milla who always cares about her well-being and finding where her baby could run, play and jump there was the ideal spot.
In her mind comes the possibility after her transfer to the reserve, she can buy a house or farm away from the capital, the reason is not for pollution, infernal transits or crime, her biggest fear is that one day they will be attacked.
A couple of years ago, unmanned ships were intercepted by the Air Force, they must have had a problem, because they were flying at high altitudes, making it impossible for fighters or missiles to hit them, most of the population is unaware of this fact, the Ministry of Defense has silenced all journalistic coverage, and began a thorough investigation, until today it does not know its origin, be it canine or ratina, but if one of them created this type of ship, could use them in large and heavy bombers in any city, even the Capital.
For this reason Milla tries to find another address, and will not rest until the day that get the members of the high command to sign their papers, even if they have to go to court - with little chance of victory - which could end with great retaliation, especially if her case falls on the feet of "certain" commanders.
Leaving this aside, she turns her attentions to her child, sees her running across the grass, picking up the fallen leaves and throwing them up, laughing without worry so present in the young, enjoying the youth without fear, even forgetting that there is a war outside.
"Something that would feel in her place," she thinks with a bit of bitterness, her hands in her pockets, she recalls the difficult life she had when she was the same age as her daughter, full of fear and terror.
A flash of memory makes her relive those terrible days, a life of refugee, almost three years walking away from the Red Storms, macabre events where the U's appeared and sowed chaos and death. With her parents, Milla lived away from such creatures, demons of energy and metal whose only purpose was to reap lives, any life.
He still remembers the valuable teachings given in the Academy of classifications that every different kind of U's, they all always come with a U and a numbering, the less the less dangerous number was, the weaker has a numerical sequence of up to eight digits, rarely used any type of weapon, which has seven digits already presents some problem, because they had some type of weapon of short or medium distance, the U's of six digits are much more armed, armored and dangerous, passing by the ones of five, four, three, two and so on to the mythical 10 first, the stage of debates from the most renowned scientists to a bar, are considered the children of the Goddess of Destruction, according to some legends, responsible for devouring the whole world.
Because of these creatures, Milla lived in refugee camps where she witnessed all sorts of barbarity, cats forgetting the principles of brotherhood began to act wild deeds, conflicts of all kinds and for anything, she remembers the fights at meal time or get into a transport, the long walks, and the darkest day of your life.
They had moved away for several days without stopping to rest, when they set up the camp the tent of Milla and their parents was near a forest, taking advantage of an oversight of both, he decided to leave to explore.
"I did not have much sense in my head!" His adventure ended when he met other puppies, but dogs! She tried to return to her camp, but eventually lost, which favored her pursuers, quickly cornered her in a tree that could not come up for help, and began to distribute punches and kicks.
When she remembers this, she clenches her fist, the young dogs tired of beating were going to pick up rocks when another puppy screamed that adult cats were approaching the others when they heard that they abandoned the stoning and ran.
Pummeling, clinging to the trunk, she watched the young puppy approaching her, her face wrapped in the bruises of her eyes that prevented her from seeing clearly, she knew she was tall, taller than the others, and had a funny hat with propellers.
He was within five paces of her as Milla tried to raise her frail arms as an attempt to defend herself, the puppy opened the lunchbox and took out a packet and placed it on the ground, and pushed it forward a little, then stood up and took three steps back.
- Cats like milk, right? - he said sweetly. - Your camp is in that direction - pointing to the path Milla was to follow. - Do not come here any more, there's a dog camp, you have guards with guns, do you understand?
She simply nodded, startled.
He laughed - "You'll be fine!", "You're stronger than you think!" - he turned and ran and before he disappeared into the woods he still waved at her. Today, though I consider him an enemy, if it were not for the state of the world in which they both live, I would at least like to know his name.
- Mom!
His daughter's sudden calling brings her back to the world, making her realize something is not right.
- There's something here! Pointing to a strange movement that is done in the bush.
When Victoria finishes speaking, the sound of mechanical joints running, then heavy steps brings forth a metallic, bipedal creature with a long beak that resembles an ax, its large blue eye focuses on the small cat, monochromatic sounds to scans and a message appears on your display - ENEMY!
The creature emits an electronic scream and four more creatures like the first creature join, their blue before them now red, their long beaks to punch their prey.
Their actions are interrupted, when a shadow surrounds the young woman and disappears, leaving them confused, search around without success. The shadow in question was of Milla, her agility is so extraordinary that she could disappear from her sight as soon as she blinks, which is one of the reasons why the high command does not give up her military service, there is no better Scout than she, able to enter hostile territory, do his service, leave the field, without any vestige of his presence, as if it were smoke.
Milla and her daughter hide behind a wall, out of reach of those U's, their fast breathing tries to catch their breath as fast as possible, while watching the enemy's movement, Victoria just looks in amazement where she was, move her head to up and see her mother watched attentively, makes the mention of shouting, but Milla just looks at her and makes a sign of silence, with her finger on her lips.
"Do not make a sound," whispered the creatures; - Are you alright?
- Amazing! She would scream, but she puts her two paws in her mouth.
- I'll tell you later! Let's get out of here! More serious tone in his voice.
"Wow, that's how Mom works at work!" She did not have time to think of anything else, again a shadow covering her to make her appear somewhere else, Milla had taken her as far as possible from the new location to see the apparition of new U's, "That does not really look good!" grunts.
Picking up your communicator - Control Center! This is Captain Milla Kippo! This is a red emergency call, I need any and all support for Central Green Park!
- Control center, we are getting your report captain, what the situation!
- We have an invasion of U's, it seems something big!
- All right, captain, we're sending all available units and ringing the alarm, get shelter.
- Copied and received central! - turning off while the sirens of the city begin to alarm the citizens. - Come on, daughter, it's not safe!
She watch her crying daughter - why did Mom do it?
- Because we're at war, daughter!
- The war is so bad.
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CHAPTER V
Tunnels
In the history of the great capital of Asharya there were many events that the walls and ground witnessed, but none of them caused as much chaos as the appearance of a tunnel in the middle of the city, and thousands of U's ready to search and exterminate.
The city's park became a battlefield, U's continuous hordes being repulsed by security forces, with the arrival of military companies using tanks, fighters and even naval artillery fighting the threat, while heavy battles occurred, the civilian population look for shelter.
Milla had time to take Mara away and with the others they went to the shelters, with Victoria in her arms, they walk to a safe place, but Milla knows she can not stay there, when they arrive, she makes the following decision.
- Mara, take care of Victoria until I get back.
On hearing this the puppy opens a cry of despair.
- No, Mother! Do not leave me!
Milla bends down, puts both hands on her daughter's shoulder.
- It's gonna be okay! - disappearing in front of Victoria
- Mom!!
- You said I was incredible! - reappearing on the back of the daughter and hugging firmly - Do not worry, I'll come back to you! - Kissing the ear.
- You ... (snif) ... promise?
- Promise! - and looking at the nanny.
- I'll take care of her, ma'am.
- I'm counting on it. - leaving the daughter and the nanny, walking towards the storm in front of him and his totally yellow eyes.
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"The battle against the U's invaders in Central Green Park remains fierce, even here in the distance and possible to hear the shots and explosions, our defensive forces continue the fight to expel back to the tunnel, we do not have estimates of dead, wounded or disap .... (tilt!) "
She shuts off the monitor and turns her attention to her field equipment, her KP5 submachine gun, instead of five boots now with nine, the assault ammo case, the conversion kit, her 10mm Flock pistol, plus grenades fragmentation, stun, muffler.
He finishes putting on his combat garment, a dark-colored vest, has openings in the joints in order to leave more flexible and improve his movement, boots, ballistic vest, his small combat bag, multifunction display.
A light is accessed at the top of the door - "It's time to hunt" with yellowed eyes finishing recharging his weapon.
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he energy trail led him there, the cave his haste dug into the city's sewer system, "I hope this is worth enough money to risk my neck," he thinks; running through the tunnel - "ARGH! I hope my boots survive the fucking cat! "
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In the military hut, a large site where several officers with equipment monitor the battlefield, there the assault teams are assembled for the mission briefing.
A watchman opens the shout;
- Attention! senior officer in the room! - everyone does the salute.
- Rest my children! - A black and white cat, dressed in his pajamas of little yellow birds, with only the officer's cap and for every word in his mouth a pint of saliva together.
- I am General Frajolla, and we have no time to lose. - triggers a device and a 3D map materializes in front of everyone. - Our boys did a great job making those fucking U's back in the hole they came from. - He picks up a face towel and wipes the excess saliva out of his mouth.
- Your mission is to go in and scan every tunnel, locating and eliminating every single focus of those misfortunes. - and even with a 2x2 table the first row gets that saliva rain, including Milla.
- Our sensors indicate the presence of only eight- to six-digit U's, ideas for soldiers like you, as soon as they're done we'll clean the tunnels with reinforcements that have arrived - look at the clock - in five hours, any questions?
A cat in the background raises his hand - Lord, what will we do if we find something bigger?
- Pray! Dispensed.
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- Milla!
A gray-and-white cat approaches, she knows him and if she had not been so focused on her mission she would have fired the entire comb of her weapon.
- I do not have to argue Ash! He walks in the direction of transport.
- How's Victoria? Is she safe and well? Is that you?
- We're fine, she's at the shelter with Mara!
- Good to know!
She returns to her hurried pace, but Ash returns to charge.
- Milla, wait! We can talk a little bit?
She just turns her head in her peculiar fighting mode, which can be fascinating or frightening, depending on the situation, and before she can say anything, they both listen to heavy strides, a large, fat orange cat, her outfit looks that do not fit in it.
- Milla! Ash! ... here is no place for small talk! He takes a handkerchief and tries to wipe his sweaty forehead with the repetitive effort, not something that is part of his routine. - I'll be on channel KXZ 1015.
She just nods and boards the shuttle.
- But ...
- But nothing! My lunch is in the tent and it will be cold if we do not go back to our stations! Damn it!
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- RA TA TA TA TA TA TA TÁ!!!!!
The accurate blast makes its target a U - 6845152 falling to the ground, out of combat, these guys resemble a hunter with four legs, but they have three tails where energy beams or projectiles are fired, outside this one, Milla already had slaughtered more seven in the tunnel that lies.
Through all the galleries it is possible to hear shots, explosions and shouts, it is as if the sewage system had come alive and those U's were their defenders, by the complex passages between the tunnels, Milla continues its sweep, by its display shows that no there are more signs of energy there - except for something she feels! At some point outside the established limits - This strange anomaly makes something within her convince her to investigate, her sixth sense had never failed her before, and it would not be the first time she was going to fail.
Running through the tunnel, Milla arrives at a trifurcation, her map no longer finds data on that section.
- Lasagna Boy! Exchange?
A sound of someone chewing something comes to your ears:
- NHOC! "Lasagna! NHOC! "-" Just a moment! "- She hears the sound of a can of soda being opened and strong goals - BURP! - Excuse me, lasagna, listen to me!
- If you have already stopped eating, can you give me the map complement where I am? - responds annoyed.
- Wait, wait, wait! - The sound of the fingers touching the keys with speed! - Here, so uploading to your browser, the center and left tunnels will continue their course, ending at the sewage treatment plant, the right tunnel goes straight to a sedimentation well, and from what I see here on the screen - again the sound of keys being typed at very high speeds - it's been a while since the maintenance team does not repair there.
"Um ... clogged?" He thinks. - I'll put a marker here.
- OK! I have your position! "He stops typing for a second, will you?"
- I'm going to investigate the right tunnel for the well.
- But the sensors do not indicate the presence of any energy source?
- Let's say my sixth sense says there is something, if I am wrong I will return to the entrance!
- Er ... I know ... but is not it dangerous to go alone?" Can I ask that a group go with you?
- It's not necessary, I'm just going to check this well, make a sweep, and if I do not find anything, I'll be back.
- OK! So be careful.
- I will have. - turning off.
She enters the tunnel, the darkness that could be an obstacle for many, but not for Milla, when in "combat mode" her yellowish eyes allowed to see even in darker places as well as it was in day, in addition to providing a spectacular success rate.
Walking in the high part, avoiding to walk in the bed of the sewage for possible traps it advances until finding a light at the end of the tunnel.
It finds a large circular area with more than two square kilometers, there is a large lake in the center with sand of sediments forming a small beach and surrounding it, a stone walkway that circulates it and gives access to the other stone entrance, walking with the weapon in his hand. His attention turns to the strange feeling he has, as if he were being observed: "There is something wrong here!"; continue your search for the stone walkway.
A beam of bluish light cuts through the waters that just do not reach it because of its extraordinary agility, but hits the wall of the tunnel that has entered, causing a collapse of rocks, blocking it.
In the middle of the lake a cylindrical body rises, the bright lights show the countless energy cells protected by metal plates, high on the head in the form of a serpent, the enormous fangs not to eject poison but to tear flesh and bones, in the movable flaps on the side, ducts that can contain anything that can destroy a complete division! Featured in the dark blue metallic body, a number stands out, U - 5022! After you emerge completely the creature emits an electronic roar of war!
Milla looks at her opponent, quickly activates the communicator:
- COMMAND! COMMAND! I FOUND A U - 5022! I NEED URGENT SUPPORT! - But the sound of static invades your ears, it tries to use other channels, but everything in vain, it seems that the creature is blocking any signal.
Without wasting time begins to run as fast as possible through the passage to the other entrance, its movement was anticipated by the monster that using the large tail destroys the Milla escape route, causing it to stop, while missiles are launched towards it thanks to his agility and precision he diverts some and with his weapon destroys others.
- You want to fight your fucking junk pile! - screams with all the rage and begins to unload all the 10 mm ammunition, as it deflects from the attacks of the enemy, shoots and recharges its weapon as fast as possible - "I need time to breathe!" With that thought she throws all her grenades of light against the creature making it stop to shoot at it.
She breathes with difficulty, as she shifts her gun barrel to convert her submachine gun into an assault rifle, her training makes her an expert in tactical combat, but so in the open without any covering forcing her to run more tired quickly.
She finishes changing the barrel and the 5.60 ammunition tape, her last 95 bullets, is halfway to the tunnel that will be her salvation when, to her terror, she hears the sound of something being unlocked.
From the top of his head, four tubes of heavy machine guns emerge and start a violent blast! Milla runs as fast as she can, but she sees the monster's tail raised! Ready to destroy the passage or her, while the sound of projectiles approaches her body: "I can not die here!" - the promise that made your daughter give you extra energy.
Taking advantage of the race Milla jumps at the right moment that the tail of the monster destroys the passage, in this second half of contact, she uses her strong legs and jumps on the deadly gust and in the air unloads its weapon, reaching some parts of the serpent's head , causing enough damage to stop the shots.
The U-5022 surprised by the maneuver of its prey, something that does not exist in its database, it releases an electronic laugh and it activates all the sensors and hidden arms.
Milla sees her body and everything in a 200 meter range covered by thousands of red dots - "It's over!" While looking at it will be your last image in your enemy's life. - "Forgive me Victoria! I failed!"; tears begin to form and flow down your face and close your eyes to the tragic end.
Sound of something being thrown and several explosions make the U-5022 let out an electronic cry of pain, making it turn off all the sensors and fall on the sandy beach in front of Milla.
Surprised by the powerful attack she looks for where she came from the source of the shots, and her eyes do not believe what to see! A large figure, holding a heavy rocket launcher, in the opposite tunnel, wearing a black shirt, military pants and boots, smoking a cigar, his hair is dark brown.
A DOG! High as a mountain, with a defiant grin on his face, he stops focusing on the monster and looks at her, drops the launcher and runs hard on the boardwalk jumping on the beach and pulls out two guns, a heavy shotgun and a grenade launcher, the latter launches for Mile.
- Takes it!
Milla manages to catch him while the U-5022 gets up raging with the damage taken!
"Looks like it's near your end, you scrap heap!" - making a long swallow and throwing the cigar in the water - when he opens his mouth throw the grenades inside him, right! Screaming.
- Who are you!
- Questions about sweetheart!
"S-sweetheart ?! Who does he think he is ?! "Furious.
Milla's thought is cut off by the strong sound of her unexpected ally's shotgun, the explosive projectiles make the creature squirm in pain.
- NOW! The dog shouts.
Almost automatically, Milla jumps, the creature has enough time to see it launch two grenades into its throat, the U-5022 still tries to close its mouth, but it's too late, strong explosions occur inside it, making the creature topple once more and finally, the lights of the displays and sensors begin to erase.
The dog smiles and starts to go to get his prize.
- Up there, pulsing!
He turns and sees the cat aiming its launcher toward him.
- A simple "Oh great dog! Thank you for saving my life! "Would be enough, would not you say? He responds with a smile.
Milla smiles:
- But I'm grateful! That's why I burst you, dog!
He laughed. "I knew you were a good, good-hearted cat."
"If I were really that good, you would not have given me this weapon!"
- It's really - rubbing his chin with one hand while the other drives a small button on his shotgun - but ...
A strong electric discharge runs through the body of Milla making lose the senses. The dog walks over to her, picks up the launcher and as her shotgun puts on the back support, pulls out her pistol and her submachine gun throwing into the lake, the handle and leads to the stone walkway.
"I'm not so good at handing you a gun without at least some security lock!" Sweetheart. Laughing
"Your ... dog ... I ... I ..." His angry speech comes out amid the spasms of the electric shock.
The Dog goes to its prey, presses a button and thousands of drones appear and as if they are ants, they carry everything that can carry energy cells, armor plates, machine guns, launchers, missiles, ammunitions with such speed that leave only the carcass empty of the U-5022.
Entertained by his work, the dog notices something on his visor: "Um ..."
- Well, I'd like to stay longer and continue our conversation, but unfortunately I will have to withdraw to resolve other more important matters. - Bowing. - but do not worry your friends are coming here.
A drone that is bigger than the others appears, the dog holds one arm and with the other it launches a mine that destroys the obstruction, releasing the passage.
Milla slowly manages to get up still stunned by the shock to see her enemy, before leaving, to the salute with the free hand and still loose:
- See you later, sweetheart! - disappearing through the tunnel.
A team of soldiers finds Milla and the wreckage of the U-5022, they immediately begin to ask questions, but she does not hear them, only her focus on the dog: "I'll rip your hide out of calling me sweetie! pulsing! "He thinks furiously.
CHAPTER VI
RAIN AND QUESTIONS
Two weeks after the events;
Milla is in her apartment, sitting on the couch with her daughter who caresses her head while watching her favorite show "Cats and Balconies", on the small living room table, buckets of popcorn, potato chips, juice and milk.
In her mind only the recollections of the examination of questions, although her extensive and detailed report could not avoid being summoned for long and tiring interrogations, practically everyone wanted to gather all information, to prove all the facts.
The main subject was not the U-5022 that faced and that almost took its life, but the dog, physical type, race, color of the hair, if had marks, emblems or uniform; they repeated all the questions until they reached a point in common.
"Why did not you shoot him when you had the chance?" Milla takes a deep breath, as if those words pound her head- "I do not know! retribution perhaps, after all he saved my life! "
Finally, the High Command, with all the evidence, came to the conclusion that he was nothing more than a hunter, alias an excellent one in his area, to the point of being able to trace a four-digit U and have equipment capable of neutralizing him. would need a whole division for this service.
When it was all over, Milla received a warning, her superiors understood that that dog was only behind her prey, and the fact that he gave her a weapon of great power was because the dog saw her as a temporary ally in his hunt, including the security lock he had on the gun, plus reopening the tunnel allowing a relief team to come and help! There have been debates that Milla might have had such contact with the dog, but after broken secrets in her telephone, banking, and electronic bill found no sign of collaboration or partnership.
Missed from long interrogation sessions, she can finally go to rest at home, little by little she has returned to her routine, if there is anything that can be extracted from the U's invasion, she has gained more weeks off, practically stayed at her house, just going out or shopping or taking her child to school, by the Gods was not being attacked by reporters who would certainly set up camps behind any news.
The sound of the doorbell sounds, taking its concentration on its program, with Victoria sleeping, Milla accommodates the daughter on the sofa as she heads for the door, through the magical eye she sees flowers, candy and someone waiting.
She opens the door and sees Ash - Good! You're still awake and ...
He did not time to finish the sentence, Milla picks up the flowers and the candy.
"Ah, I see that g-" A sharp thud of flowers on his face cuts off his sentence.
- I deserved it at least I hope you like the good ... - the box is thrown in the face.
- Milla! - Trying to get the box out of your face! - I just came to talk ...! URGH!
A strong kick hits him in the balls! Making arch of pain while the door is closed fast! Furious, she still has time to look at the sofa and see that her daughter did not wake up, trying to calm down, walks to her to take her to bed, but her action is interrupted again by the bell, already in combat mode, arrives to the eye magical and this time see a wall of orange brindle hair, with a shirt written "I love Lasagna!"
Opening the door, he finds the big cat half-gesturing to expel somebody, will quickly come to Milla with sweat pouring from his face: "Er ... hi Milla ... I ... I ... I just came to visit you ... "He opened a huge smile.
- If that bum is hiding behind you, they're both going to take a kick in the ass to the farthest frontier! - the big cat makes a sign of denial, sweating like it was in front of a predator or having a heart attack, Milla looks at him suspiciously, with yellow eyes, but then relaxes, leaves the door open, goes to his daughter and takes her up to the bedroom, give a kiss and return to the room.
When she returns, she finds the bowl of popcorn, chips and even her daughter's milk empty, her attention turns to the kitchen, when she sees the refrigerator door open, and a large cat crouched inside her, looking for culinary treasures of very high value, at least for him:
- Do not you think you should go on a diet? - Mr. Garfield?
The big cat gets up quickly with a salami in one of his hands:
- I'm not fat! I just ... have ... big bones. Looking embarrassed.
- Ah ... I know ... - returning to the room, Garfield follows leaving the salami on the bench.
- Well, Milla, I came to know how you were, your phone was blocked by High Command.
- So you did not come here to help Ash? Plumbing the ground, seeing as I stand and thus crafting a compelling presentation that would help clear his face after the blatant with the twins? She looks at him, her face swollen with anger.
- No ... no ... not really! I-I came just to hear about your confrontation with the U-502 and the dog!
She responds quickly. - I swear!!!!
She looks at him as if she has the urge to fly around his neck, but eventually turns to the task of collecting dishes into the kitchen.
- I read your report and I confess I was a bit confused
- About? - while I was washing the dishes.
- Er ... well ... the part that you and the dog fight against the U-5022.
A long sigh - When I saw him I tried to escape, but the bastard blocked my first attempt, had to run and dodge, this ends up making me work much harder, reaching my physical limit. - finishing wiping and storing himself on the way to the living room, sits on the couch and switches the channel to the news, Garfield follows with his eyes, takes out a packet of snacks and starts to snack.
- I tried to blind him. - he continues. - My whole body ached from the effort, when I heard the machine guns being fired I thought it was my end, I took strength where I did not and could not avoid being shot, but it did not have the effect I expected.
- That's where the dog came from, right ?!
- Yes, grrr ... - makes a face of annoyance - and if it were not him I ... - speak the last words with extreme disgust - would not be here.
- Wow! - exclaims Garfield continuing his hard work of taking a salty and takes him to the mouth - After you defeated the U-5022, the dog only wanted the treasure?
- Yes, and taking the fact that he called me sweetheart!
- He, He sweeps - Garfield laughs, but when he looks at the closed face of Milla with yellowish eyes, cough high - that's where you did not shoot him!
- Is this some other questioning? What agency for this time?
- None, I swear, it's ... that ... I ... I'd like to understand. - Her eyes are downcast.
Milla sighs, - Look, Garfield, I'm tired, could I go?
- I'm sorry!" Leaving the packet of chips on the table. - The important thing is that you're fine.
Both walk to the door: Good evening, Milla! Wave and smile.
- Good night, Garfield!
After locking the door she goes back to the room, where she notices the package of salty snacks, at first she gets irritated, but picks up one and chews:
- Hmm ... - delighting.
Then walks to the balcony where you can see the work of the repair and security teams, a strong cold wind coming from the north makes you shudder, even at night you notice the arrival of a storm which makes entering and closing the sliding glass door .
After taking a shower and changing her clothes, she lies down, her sleep lingering, with her sheets, her mind still insists on a question that the storm deep in her soul: "Why did not you shoot?"
"He ... looked so ... familiar!" - speaking to herself as if responding; then turn off the light and close your eyes.
