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Volume 5: What Goes On

“Mah money…”, the glukkon grumbled. “Mah money was stolen by a no good glukkon called Ekuja.” Krisso sat down and listened to the glukkon’s story. “He came with several other sligs and stole it right from under our noses.”

Marek sighed, “Seems like we’ll have to get the money back. Any descriptions?” The glukkon nodded, “The money was in a little silver box, and the notes were…” Krisso shook his head, “He meant a description of the guys. Oh well, doesn’t matter.”

Krisso left the little shack. Marek stopped and looked around. “Something’s not right here, the tracks that have been left behind don’t look like mudokon or sligs prints. Not only that, how did they manage to get past the scrabs without cutting through the fences?” Krisso grunted, “Mhm. That is a tricky situation. Well we have to start somewhere…”

Reint waved. He pointed to the ground and beckoned the group to follow him. Krisso and Marek followed behind, keeping their noise to a minimum. Reint allowed the group to catch up to him. “Okay, so they are leaving tracks… but you can only see them through an IR scope. I’ve got one at the end of this rifle. First thing I do when I get to a place, is scan through the place with my scope.” Marek nodded, “Oh yeah, you told me that once before. Thanks for the reminder.”

Reint stopped moving. “There…”, he pointed to a valley. In the valley there was a campfire which was still lit, Reint looked through his scope and saw some sligs who looked like they were mercenaries. The mercenaries were really rough. Most of them were missing eye sockets on their masks and some were walking around on faulty machinery. Most of them had chainsaws and long machetes. Marek took a look through the scope. “They’re from the Black Slog unit… This is bad.”

Krisso nodded, “It’s time.” Reint and Marek nodded, loaded their weapons and headed down the valley, hiding among the trees and keeping movement noise to a minimum.