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- Mar 14, 2011
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At this point, code was the only thing this unit knew. Code told it that its name was Vernulus. Code told it what to do, where to go, and most importantly... What to kill. This unit was linked to Systems Squad 41-A. Two units of itself had already been neutralized by the local militia. Resistance was futile, though. The code said so. The code was never wrong.
This unit was with the remaining other three of itself. The code had sent its mission just a nano-second ago, and this unit along with the other three of itself were on the move. On the way to destination, it inquired about the mission. It only took a near-instant what with its already huge processing power, but with the Advanced system version of itself but meters away, this power was greatly modified. Their destination was a village. Small. population less than 50. Light resistance of 10 militia armed with outdated weapons that had a .00008% chance of terminating this unit alone, without assistance of more of itself. Tactical value of location: dismal. Strategic value: small salt field, only enough to keep that single settlement on its feet. Engagement was calculated to be vastly not worth it. This unit was... confused.
The code.... Could not be wrong. Destination was reached. They were just outside the settlement barricade-- if you could call garbage thrown in front of the settlement a barricade. Objective received: Eliminate settlement.
The unit and the other three of itself complied. Bullets from this unit's automatic rifle spat out like death. More than like-- the militia had been irradiated by the four units of itself already. The demolitions unit was launching different kinds of ordnance at housing and other infrastructure around. This uni had an assignment along with the other assault version of itself. Hunt down all of the remaining populace.
It wasn't long before this unit found its first unarmed victim. It trotted about, killing as it went. It grew... uneasy as it killed more. There was no purpose of this slaughter that this unit could see. It was a waste of military assets. It was a waste of this populace. These thoughts computed through this unit's "head" as its body count grew. The village around this unit, by now, was a burning husk. He picked up one more life signal nearby. Lifting up a fallen wooden pallet, he discovered the injured woman cowering below him. The objective once again reminded the unit. Terminate, the code said. But this time, this unit didn't stay quiet. It sent a single word reply back to the source of the code.
"Why?"
An instant later, one more short spray of bullets rang out in the night.
This unit was with the remaining other three of itself. The code had sent its mission just a nano-second ago, and this unit along with the other three of itself were on the move. On the way to destination, it inquired about the mission. It only took a near-instant what with its already huge processing power, but with the Advanced system version of itself but meters away, this power was greatly modified. Their destination was a village. Small. population less than 50. Light resistance of 10 militia armed with outdated weapons that had a .00008% chance of terminating this unit alone, without assistance of more of itself. Tactical value of location: dismal. Strategic value: small salt field, only enough to keep that single settlement on its feet. Engagement was calculated to be vastly not worth it. This unit was... confused.
The code.... Could not be wrong. Destination was reached. They were just outside the settlement barricade-- if you could call garbage thrown in front of the settlement a barricade. Objective received: Eliminate settlement.
The unit and the other three of itself complied. Bullets from this unit's automatic rifle spat out like death. More than like-- the militia had been irradiated by the four units of itself already. The demolitions unit was launching different kinds of ordnance at housing and other infrastructure around. This uni had an assignment along with the other assault version of itself. Hunt down all of the remaining populace.
It wasn't long before this unit found its first unarmed victim. It trotted about, killing as it went. It grew... uneasy as it killed more. There was no purpose of this slaughter that this unit could see. It was a waste of military assets. It was a waste of this populace. These thoughts computed through this unit's "head" as its body count grew. The village around this unit, by now, was a burning husk. He picked up one more life signal nearby. Lifting up a fallen wooden pallet, he discovered the injured woman cowering below him. The objective once again reminded the unit. Terminate, the code said. But this time, this unit didn't stay quiet. It sent a single word reply back to the source of the code.
"Why?"
An instant later, one more short spray of bullets rang out in the night.