Arknights: Starsfall I

Chapter 15

"Learning" - SC warning 
( Short chapter warning, should be as long as 1-1.25k words )

December 9th, Earth time, 2055
October 10th, Local time, 1097
Rhodes Island Operator Company
Dorms, Rhodes Island Infrastructural Complex

"So I'm not completely crazy then." Came a surprised voice from a cozy little dorm. Croissant was the owner, and she was wondering over the footage that Exusiai managed to get. Croissant sits down and she began to chew down on some pancakes. Exusiai had wired up her laptop to her phone and was just about done uploading some footage.

"Nope!" Came Exusiai. She was showing Croissant her phone now, which had a security company's logo pop up before going into the video snippets itself. It was slightly corrupted, but it is what it is. "Atleast, that will be the hope should the footage be right!"

It was camera footage from one of the highest structures on the mobile base, owned independently by a security company working close with Rhodes Island. The camera was facing somewhere to the south of the mobile base in the areas unclaimed, but charted. That wasn't what was special, what was special was in the audio, and what was in the distance.

Thunder, rapid going thunder and explosions.

But there was no lightning. No bright bolts of light, no blinding flashes of white. Just, thunder and explosions.

"What the hell are we hearing?" Exusiai tried to enhance the footage, anything, and even tried to turn up the volume to where every noise was heard as well as turn up the brightness of the screen.

She got something. Exusiai pointed at a hill, where there seems to be 3 alternating flashes, "You see that Croissant?" She muttered as she and the other girl was mystified by the rapid flashing. Enhancing as much as she can, Exusiai pointed out, "Hey... those look like APCs!"

"Well no duwh, but whose those APCs belong to?" Croissant muttered as Exusiai seemed to not have a response for that.

Neither of the 2 operators could make head or tails of who it could belong to, but Croissant seemed to be silently naming off all the major factions they could be belonging to.. However, Exusiai had a small pecking voice in the back or her head. What it is saying that this all had to do with that module that Mr. Dokutah and Ms. Dokutah allowed them to watch.

She hoped that it wasn't the case, or hoped.

Those weapons did look cool...

Suddenly, the P/A system blew up, causing the two to jump from the little footage watch they were doing. May Exusiai please report to Dokutah's office immediately? This is not a request, this is a demand

The Angel girl gulped, as Croissant just patted her back, "Oh no what did you do..." was all she could mutter as Exusiai got up and began to exit the dorm, shuddering in fear for her life when she heard who it was on the P/A.



1st Battalion United Nations Special Expeditionary Force

Grassland near Lungmen

The operation was a success, the Base was cleared out and now under their control. They were expanding their current FOB further with whatever they could take locally and whatever they could scrap.

And it turns out, some suspicions were right, those reunion bastards were in fact keeping civilians at the base in the main building. They all seemed to have bits of the Crystal imbedded in them, "Bozhe mo..." came the response of a Spetnaz.

"My god indeed," a Corporal Dunn commented as he tried to remove the crystal, only to cause pain to the one of them, so he stopped. "Can't get it out, it's stuck with this person."

"I assume it's the same of the rest, da?" A medic came in and she sighs, nodding her head.

"Da." Dunn sighed as he set the medical equipment down, there wears nothing he could do for these folks, all he hopes is that it doesn't negatively effect them too much. He goes and step out of the room, face in his hands as he realizes that now, if whatever that damn crystal is hits one of them, they are now stuck with it for life.

I am hoping to god that it is not gonna be one of us.

In the CIC, all of the Intel they extracted from the base was laid out and being digitized to be uplinked back to the United Nations. As this is happening, another meeting was happening, more commanders and officers present this time. And now it was their duty to look over and interpret the information however they pleased.

"Atleast we have a Positive ID on where we are," came Foley as he began to read over the maps and data they took from the base. "They call this Land... Terra, huh?" 

"That seems about it, strange that they have a tie to the Latin language however." An SAS commander retorted. Others noticed this strange dialectal similarity and commented on it, softly as to not disturb anybody else's train of thought.

"But what the hell are these names and borders?" a Ranger sergeant came over, peaking over his shoulder, muttering something before clearing his throat. "It's a damn dialect of English that we're looking at."

"That's not important right now," commented Price stepping up, keeping himself nice and tidy, "What's important is what's nearby." He began to point at what is a giant mark that appears to be marking a city. "Big bloody city nearby. And there seems to be more bases and hideouts within the city itself. I would like to get that they are planning something considering that according to this," he taps a star that has an unknown symbol on it, "it's pretty fucking important."

Holding his chin, a Spetnaz commander looked around the room and the map, "So you think we should infiltrate city? How do you expect us to do that without getting attention?" Price chuckled as he looked at a watch and at the computer screen, signifying a massive  influx of pods and stations.

"In less than a month, we are going to be receiving a massive intake of Marine and Special Operation Forces, Engineer corps, and Intelligence Agents, there's no damn way that nobody is gonna not notice something is up," Price explained, causing Foley to rest his hands on the table.

"So what do you expect us to do, Captain Price?" Price had a marker out now and began to mark out all of the enemy bases that are close by and in the area that they can effectively operate in without the need of setting up a proper MSR.

Once he finished marking the bases, he then made a line as well as a box sector, "We might as well make ourselves useful, and be a damn good welcoming party," he slams the marker down, "Start divying ourselves up, we have about 1-2 weeks till those folks get here, just enough time to set up the base proper and take over more of these... Reunion fucks' bases."

"Liberate what we can, and then start setting up infrastructure for a proper space port or US Space Force supply drop zone, once we done all of that, then we can party." Foley stands and crosses his arms,  a sure smile on his face.

"I like the sound of that, Captain Price, shall we begin?" Silence for a moment, before Price nodded at Foley, and had an almost joking taunt on his smirk.

"You tell me, when's that private of yours, Ramirez, done handling Lana?"