It's a bot! But also human! (2)

Blue: This is utterly ridiculous.

Green: Amen.

Yellow: At least we got this fancy Blaster-Arm to use as a heavy hitter!

It was funny how much of a meme B1s and B2s are. In the movies they were made as some dangerous opponents for normal troops, heck even causing some trouble to some Jedi.

But what had just happened in that fight? Anti-climatic seemed to be the closest adjective to the dull battle I have just won.

Why? Well, if Storm Troopers' aim was crap then multiply their inability by ten and you will have standard droids' aim.

Blue: Maybe it's their combat protocol. We are kind of smarter than them in that regards.

Green: Their numbers would have been able to balance that issue and... it didn't do anything at all to help them.

Yellow: They sucks and we are the best. That is what it matters.

Blue: Your bravado will cost us in the future...

Yellow: Bah! You are just a party pooper because you didn't get anything that you wish to have in this moment, like... like a book!

Green: That sounds quite generic.

Blue: And I will have you both know that knowledge is power.

Multiple footsteps started to approach rapidly and I decided to not linger any further.

There was a little unused body that needed to be recovered ASAP.

Yellow: It's quite weird that they had not fitted some AI in that fine piece of machinery.

You read that report, the BX-A has too many function for the normal AI available. They are still working in some adapting AI but none is close accomplish that.

Yellow: But we do?

Green: If a human can fit inside a B1's basic body, then it will fit like a glove in that gorgeous thing.

I turned the corner to find three B1s walking towards me.

"STOP IT!" "ROGER, ROGER!"

I didn't waste time to redirect both the E-5 and the B2's arm against them.

"Eat dirt, you noobs!"

Quick reminder: the blaster inside the B2's arm has a delicious full-auto firing that melted whatever stood against it.

"MER-" Poor things, trying to appear more humane.

I will have to document myself about whom had decided to give such a meek personality to this robo-plebs.

Blue: You are starting to sound quite pompous.

Yellow: More like a bastard in my opinion.

Hush, I am just having some Game-like fun. I don't plan to go overboard again... yet.

My little promise proved to be more difficult than I had thought as few moments later I found myself cornered near few containers by the centre of the room.

Blue: We need to find a way out!

Green: I am trying to but-

Yellow: What about the content of the containers?

I paused and slowly moved turned the corner and jumped inside the massive box, avoiding few blasts from guarding droids.

Yellow: Oh my God!

Blue: This... This can change everything!

Green: Ja! Ve got our Panzer and ve are going for a ride! JA!

"This is..." Wat Tambor stared at the footage of the devastation being perpetrated by the rogue B1.

The container broke in a small explosion and the contingence of droids formed by B1s and B2s broke formation in a shattered retreat, screeching in faux fear as the newly-revealed AAT Battle Tank's turrets started to mercilessly tear down the opposition created against the simple droid.

Simple. The word sounded sour the mere moment it was associated with the surprisingly resourceful unit.

Yet, even if units and equipment worth thousands if not milions of credits were being laid waste by the rebellious B1, the Skakoan stared at the scene in pure and morbid interest.

Such a tactical and strategical potential... that wasn't supposed to be programmed in that low-level unit!

It was infuriating but also intriguing and amusing.

Years spent dealing with absolutes, with factual knowledge, and there this little rogue droid was tearing down a foundation of droid's laws.

A scientific miracle, one that was going to be his!

But in that childlike wonder, Wat felt wary about the unit's objective as he couldn't pinpoint what he would want to achieve by going deeper in the facility.

Freedom was excluded, at least that was he got from what he could gather until now by the droid's action and it was probable that whatever the unit wanted was but just a treat for its escape.

Behind his respirator, Wat smirked and silently waited what this unit was going to accomplish if left untouched for a bit longer.

But still... He needed to capture him! For science!

Blue: It's strange that they are not sending stronger reinforcements to deal with us...

Green: Methinks we are going towards an ambush..

Yellow: I think that we are in a tank and they can do very little about it.

Blue: That is until we have to leave it to pass through some unaccessible sections of the factory.

Green: I don't think this will be an issue anytime soon...

Aiming the main cannon at the door remaining before the special droid, I took the shot and gladly watched as the closed entrance was now open.

Yellow: Explosions make life easier!

I jumped out of the tank and rushed towards the BX-A, the unit being held mid-air by some tubes and wires.

Blue: Now... what?

Yellow: I think I... know what to do but...

I walked closer to the droid and put my metallic hand onto its chest, suddenly feeling lighter.

Transferring databank on BX-A Mk. IV!

Data Transferred: 1%

15%

18%

25%

Green: This is... weird..

28%

34%

Blue: I am feeling numb..

59%

68%

Yellow: This is the craziest hangover ever..

76%

82%

89%

98%

Data Transfer-

Green: COMPLETE!

...

My vision started to slowly adjust out of the blurry sight I had and... I was staring from somewhere else.

Below me was the very unit that had housed my...

Blue: Consciousness? Soul?

Yellow: Badassery?

Green: Yeah.

Activation Unit. . . !

Applying updates on the software. . .!

Activating HUD System. . . !

Green: Nice!

Removing Energy Connectors and Switching to Main Battery!

Current Battery: 100% (EST. 451y, 9m, 24d)

Blue: This is... absurd. What kind of battery does this unit have? A nuclear one?!

Yellow: My God, the HUD is similar to...

Green: To Crysis 2. We got effing Crysis 2 HUD!

Yellow: Game over, man. Game over!

Blue: Please stop..

Unknown energy sources detected!

The minimap showed a about ten enemies approaching from both sides evenly.

"Time to kick some ass!"

The unit had done it. The Skarkoan had thought that the surprise would have slowly decreased knowing how meek a B1 was and yet this one had done the impossible once more.

The BX-A was not something that he had thought the B1 would have tried to reach and now his greatest work was alive and preparing to engage the approaching force of droids.

He had terribly miscalculated the capacity of the rogue droid and now his most important project was dangerously close to escape his clutches.

Wat Tambor decided it was time to update the contigences and get some Droidekas to stop the unit.

At least until he got there with enough BX-1 droids to contain the escaping BX-A.

"Classify rogue droid unit as Incognito." Finally the computer flared the name he had came up for the elusive machine, something that while lacking any sort of creativity identified best the miracle happening in front of him.

It was now time to recover this impossible phenomenon before it escaped from his hands.