>>37152680> With your weapon drawn, you close in and prep for a close encounter, only to be disappointed when you reached him.> A bloody smear on the ground oozed out from a part of his face that caved in during his fall, not to mention his neck was twisted much further than was possible.> The bastard was dead, which meant you couldn't interrogate him for information. Hopefully, he was carrying something that could tell you where he was going and how he got those nanomachines.> Holstering your gun, you prop him up and begin taking stock of his possessions. Aside from a few weapons, he wasn't holding anything that would give you a clue.> That is until you pulled out a data shard from his neck. It looked a little worse for wear because of the fall, but you slot it in easily enough.> Inside, it contained a list of locations. Storehouses, areas of interest along the borders of rival gangs, and a map of the sewage tunnels. Some of the data had been corrupted, but you could tell where he was going.> A storage locker a couple blocks up the road, time to see if you hit paydirt.> Scouting the area, you find no signs of traps or gangbangers to contend with. Only a single security camera overlooking the entrance.> Taking no chances, you give Grubber a call for extra backup.> "Yello?"
"Grubber, I need you to hack into the Kowalski Lockers on Judith and 12th."> "Alright, might I ask why?"
"I think the Storm Rulers are using one of the lockers as an armory. Can you hack the mainframe and see if it's being monitored?"> "Can do."> You wait a minute as he does his thing before he offers a response.> "Doesn't look like it, from what I can tell."
"Then, can you shut off the cameras while you're in there?"> "Done."
"Thanks."> Wasting no time, you enter the building and locate the unit in question.> "Say, how'd you find out about this place?"
"Picked it off the corpse of a guy who killed my squad."> "Your squad? You mean the group you and Thunderlane were leading?"
"Yeah, they're all dead. The guy used nanomachines to do it. With any luck, I'll find some here and return the favor."> You open the garage door and quickly close it behind you. When you flipped the lights on, you do a double-take to make sure you weren't hallucinating.> Militech. The whole thing was filled with the stuff. Crates of all shapes and sizes filled the little metal box with everything you could imagine. You let out a short whistle of amazement.> "What do ya got?"
"What don't I have? Rocket launchers, rifles, mines, armor, medical equipment, the whole nine yards."> "Better get that stuff out of there quick. Who knows who will show up to take inventory. I'll send a team your way. In the meantime, you hang back and keep watch."
"I've got a better idea. You do that while I go give our neighbors a thank you present."> "Kid, we've done this once before. Don't go looking for a fight you can't win."
"You worry too much. I'm older and wiser now."