Vendetta.

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Chapter 11

Tak woke up late the next morning as usual. However today he didn’t want to do any work. For nearly two weeks he had been at his desk writing reports and working on the computer every day, very boring and repetitive stuff. He had a quick shower and got dressed. Walking into where everyone was with his cereal, he sat down at his desk and ate his breakfast while looking out the window. He then turned on his laptop and played some rap to start the day. As N.W.A. bumped from the laptop speakers, Tak played one of his games. Alan sung along to the song.

“I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see. I gotta have it if I’m not paid fully. I start talkin, makin sure my **** is steady bumpin, a *****’z always into somethin! Hehehehe I love this ****!” he said.
Dr. Eileen turned to laugh at him. She was glad he was in a good mood. Tak continued to play his game. No one seemed to care as they probably took notice of how hard he had been working his *** off ever since he joined them. Alan continued to sing along as he walked to the food cabinet to get a snack. The food supply was low.

“Hey guys! We’re nearly out of food!” he shouted to the others.
“OK!” replied Dr. Eileen. She started a video call back to Hell’s Gate to request for refill on supplies. A connection was established and one of the Hell’s Gate logistics staff appeared on the screen.
“Hi, I’m Dr. Gillian Eileen. I’m currently located at the FEBA with my team. Just wanted to request a helicopter to come over here and bring supplies, we’re running low.” She said
“Yep, just let me see what I can do” replied the staff. “Mmmmmm... looks like you guys are there under special circumstances. I’ll need to get an OK from the higher ups. I’ll see what I can do. Just stay online and I’ll get back to you”
“Alright thanks” replied Dr. Eileen. The video call ended.
“Why can’t they just send us stuff? It’s not that hard.” said Dr. Isaac.
“Well the lady did say we were here under special circumstances. You think the colonel’s got something to do with this?” said Dr. Dale.
“Yeah he probably doesn’t trust us.” said Dr. Brent.
“Or maybe he won’t give us what we want unless we give him what he wants. After all we are supposed to be here just to make them more money, you know with the plants.” said Dr. Eileen.

After ten minutes the logistics lady called them back.
“Ok, well looks like you guys are going to get what you need.” she said.
“Oh excellent!” replied Dr. Eileen.
“One of the scientists will bring the stuff over. Until then try not to starve to death hahahaha.”
“Scientist?” asked Dr. Eileen.
“Yeah, delivering supplies to a group of scientists isn’t considered important so my boss said to get one the, to do the job. Don’t worry, there are a number of scientists who are trained pilots as well.”

It took quite a while, but the helicopter arrived before noon. It landed outside the shacks and it was loaded with boxes. “Hey you two, you want to go out and unload the stuff? It’s not like you’re doing anything right? Hehehehe” said Dr. Isaac. Tak and Alan put on their exopacks and walked outside to the Samson. As they approached it, the pilot became more recognisable to Tak. The pilot then waved to Tak. She put on an exopack and hopped out of the cockpit.
“Hey! I didn’t know you were here! I was wondering where you were since I havdn’t seen you for a while back at Hell’s Gate.”
“Oh, hey Yuki...... I didn’t know you could fly one of these things.”
“Yeah well during college I was also taking flying lessons. I always wanted to fly one of these. They’re so cool!”
“Cool, well thanks for bringing the stuff.”
Alan saw Tak and Yuki were talking to each other and assuming they were friends, he was surprised to see that Tak actually had a friend. He walked over and introduced himself.
“Hey, I’m Alan. You two know each other or something?” he asked.
“Yeah, we went to the same college. Hahaha!”
“Oh really? You probably didn’t expect to run into each other on another ****en planet did you. Hahahaha! Aaaahh well, let’s unload the stuff.” As Alan walked off, Tak corrected Alan softly. “It’s a moon you dumb ****.” he said. As the two of them unloaded the goods from the Samson and carried them to the shack door, Yuki began to chat with Tak.

“So did you hear about what happened to those men a few days ago?”
“Yeah”
“Wasn’t it close to here? Oh my god you should be careful. The Na’vi are dangerous.”
“Really? I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Yeah, but no only that. The colonel said there’s a traitor among us. Like, as in US. Humans. I’m a bit worried to be honest. I just hope I don’t do anything to make myself a target.”
“Just mind your own business and you’ll be alright.”
After carrying all the goods to the door, Yuki began to walk back to the cockpit. Tak called out to her.
“Hey wait up! After we get all the stuff inside can you fly me and Alan to the FEBA base? I need to do some mandatory weapons training. Alan needs to get some ammo.” he said.
“Yeah sure, that reminds me. I need to get started on that.”

Tak and Alan carried the goods into the shacks and left them for the others to open and sort. The two then hopped into the Samson and they took off. On the way Alan was showing off to Tak by leaning out of the side. “Hey look! No hands!!!” he said as he let go for split seconds. “HEY! That’s dangerous!” said Yuki, showing her concern. They soon arrived at the base and went straight to the shooting range. Tak got straight into it while Yuki was explained the procedure. Tak fired rounds from the pistol and signed the log book before leaving. “I’ll wait for you at the chopper” he said to Yuki. He met up with Alan and they went to the armoury. They approached a soldier who was on duty in the little booth. Alan told Tak to leave the talking to him.

“Hey, wassup. I need a few more clips and this guy needs a weapon.” said Alan to the on duty soldier.
“You authorized?” he asked. He didn’t seem like an intelligent person, or someone who knew the rules.
“Ofcourse. I’m a sergeant, I’m allowed access to ammunition. And he’s completed enough weapons training to have his own gun.”
The soldier stopped reading his comic and turned to face Alan “You’re not bull****ting me are you?”
“Bull****ting you? **** no! Why would I? Dude, I just need more rounds so I can get back out there and kill more of those ****en blue bastards ok. He just needs a piece to protect himself. Yeah?"
The soldier took a long look at Alan before allowing them into the armoury. Alan told Tak to go ahead as he wanted to keep talking to the soldier in attempts to earn his trust.
“Dude, if you knew what I have to deal with, you wouldn’t hesitate to let me in. Yesterday I had to escort a group of those geeks into the jungle right. I killed four of those bat things and also took out two viperwolves.”
The soldier was amazed to hear of such action. “Really? You got to shoot ****? Damn, sounds fun. I’m stuck here for most of the day. Well, it’s only once every 2 weeks so I guess it’s ok. I’ve only killed one of those blue monkeys. A few flying things but they’re easy.”
“Only one? I’ve killed four. Well, you’ll get better at it.”

Feeling like he had made a good start to earning the soldiers trust, he joined Tak in the armoury. It was a large room packed with racks of guns and ammunition. At the back there was body armour. Tak’s love for guns got hold of him and he was now like a kid in a candy store. Alan was no different. They walked up and down the aisles, checking out the wide range of weapons. “Oh yeah, because you’re just a scientist you’re only allowed a pistol, so choose carefully”. Tak continued to look at the automatic rifles while Alan was looking at the automatic shotguns. Tak made his way to the pistol section. He was no gun expert but if it was big then he liked it. He then began to pick out pistols that caught his attention. He then brought them back to a table and went back to look at the guns. Alan had chosen an automatic shotgun and was now looking for a replacement for his current automatic rifle. He made his way to the appropriate aisle and looked at the many guns. He picked one up, held it in both hands and aimed with it. Liking the feel of it, as well as it’s looks, he walked off with it and went to look for Tak. Seeing the selection of pistols on the table he called to Tak who came back to the table.

“Hey, hey. What the hell’s all this? You can’t take this many guns.”
“I know, so help me choose. But I am taking atleast two.”
“Ah ok. Well let’s see.” Alan and Tak went through the pistols. Alan found one for himself but Tak still couldn’t decide.
“....... Well I do like this one. And this one as well.” he said.
“I don’t think it matters. They’re all 50 cal.”
Tak looked around the room to see if there was anything else that looked more cool. Instead he spotted a bag. He got the bag and brought it back to the table. He then threw in all the pistols except one and threw in Alan’s auto shotgun. He then returned to the racks. Alan didn’t even stop him from going over the limit of allowed weapons. Instead, he admired his way of thinking. “Hmmm, good idea” he said to himself. Alan then walked over to Tak to see him getting cases of bullets. The two filled the a fair amount of the space in the bag with ammunition. When they finished, they closed the bag and were about to walk out but Alan stopped Tak.