Interstellar Age

The moment Erich pulled the trigger, a few projectiles spat out the barrel of his suppressed sub-machine gun. Though the weapon was of an obsolete design, its attachments were state of the art. Meaning that the gunshots were almost completely silent, even moreso than the unrealistic scenes one might find in the action movies of a bygone era. 

The last thing Doctor Nunes saw was the shadowy figure of a WRAITH who had come to take her life. As for Ghost, he quickly knocked out the Ghimderi Trade Prince with the butt of his rifle. He then hogtied the little bastard with zip ties and placed a bag over his head before throwing him over his shoulder. 

Once he had done so, Ghost immediately expressed his thoughts aloud. Something which caught Erich by surprise. 

"Do you have any idea who this little fucker is? Kwexle Goldsprocket, he's the fucking Trade Prince of the Goldsprocket Cartel! We actually bagged ourselves a Ghimderi Trade Prince!"

Erich knew very little about the Ghimderi, other than what he had learned in his Galactic Politics Course. They were bankers and merchants, for the most part, who ran the Galactic economy behind the scenes. As far as Erich was aware, the Empire had never done anything to provoke them. So he could not understand for the life of him why Kwexle spoke with such hatred towards his people. 

Naturally, Erich was already aware that the Ghimderi were aiding the Confederation of Human Worlds. He just simply did not understand why. But he supposed the Empire would have their answers after Kwexle was extracted back to Germanic space for interrogation. 

Of course, Ghost was already aware that a representative of the Ghimderi Trade Union was currently on Alpha Centauri, and had suspected he would find the little fucker at the research facility. Still, he never thought the trade prince himself would travel all the way to the Confederacy. 

Ghost and Erich made their way through the halls of the research facility, where they approached the rooftop. They had completed their objective, and now all they needed was for the others to do the same. In order to ensure that Kwexle didn't try to escape, Ghost stomped on both of his legs, breaking his femurs in half. After doing so, he and Erich played the waiting game. 

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Echo had made his way through the halls of the research facility like a silent assassin. Every time he came across a researcher, he would slit their throats and hide their bodies to the best of his ability. By now, his blade was stained red with the blood of his enemies. And yet it did not drip onto the floor. 

He had made his way through every floor of the building, and was now in the basement where the last of his prey were currently overseeing the generator, which provided power to this facility even though there was a blackout in this sector of the city due to the ongoing riots. 

The two researchers were bent over, while adding the fuel source to the generator. They were completely unprepared for the knife in the dark, which reaped their lives in silence. A quick draw of the blade gave the two men an open neck wound, which they quickly bled out from. 

Once Echo had completed his job, he stalked through the hallways, which were as clean as they were when he first found them, and made his way back to the rooftop. Where Erich and Ghost were waiting for him. 

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From the moment JT first stepped foot on the rooftop of the research facility, he had used his NeuroLink to hack into the security systems and shut them down. However, even after doing this, he would still need to manually access the mainframe to delete all of its files. 

And because of that, he made his way to the central hub of the facility, which housed the mainframe and all of its databanks. What would take a normal human being hours to accomplish was damn near instant with JT's skills, as he sliced into the terminal, and wiped the servers clean. 

It took him all of three minutes to get rid of every single bit of information that the corporation had on their newly developed superweapon. Now all that was left was for Heavy to do his job. Because of this, JT made his way back to the rooftop, where he regrouped with the others. 

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Heavy had quickly made his way to the area where the prototypes of this new superweapon were being developed. Of course, when he finally laid eyes on the thing, he realized how monumental it was in sheer size. 

The weapon would have to be equipped with the largest warships that the Confederacy had access to. And though Heavy did not know how it functioned, he did not really care. Instead, he placed high yield explosives around the weapon and down its barrel.

Every critical component that he could find was strapped with things that went boom. Undoubtedly, this explosion would bring the entire place down, and because of this, Heavy made sure that he withdrew to the rooftop and regrouped with the others before activating the detonator. 

The moment he entered the rooftop, Ghost looked at him and spoke with a stern tone in his voice. 

"Is it done?" 

Heavy nodded with a wide smile on his face, though nobody would be able to tell due to the jet black visor of his helmet. He then began to explain the situation to the others. 

"Alright, this is going to be a pretty big explosion, one that will undoubtedly level the entire fucking building. So we need to get clear before I set it off."

Ghost nodded his head and tossed Kwexle over his shoulder, who was now squirming like a trapped beast. The only reason he wasn't screaming was because a gag had been placed in his mouth that completely silenced him. 

Once the Trade Prince was secure, Ghost gave the order to withdraw. 

"Alright, time to go stealth boys. Let's get to a safe distance before we blow this candle!"

After saying that, Ghost activated his stealth field generator, as well as his anti-gravity generator, and took to the skies, where he was followed by the rest of his team. Once they were at a safe distance, Heavy smiled before pressing the button, but not before saying some last words. 

"Sayonara baby!" 

With this said, he activated the detonator, which caused a massive explosion to occur. One that engulfed not only the entire facility but also the corporate security and rioters who were waging war outside its gates. 

Coincidentally, this explosion occurred just after the rioters had breached the barricades, and were headed towards the door. The only thing that was left behind was a smouldering ruin. One which immediately gained the attention of the entire city. 

With the scientists killed, the research facility destroyed, along with all prototypes, and the data for the project completely deleted, there was little chance that anything could be salvaged from the situation. And as an added bonus, the Empire now had a Ghimderi Trade Prince as a hostage. 

When word of this reached Emrys' ears, he would be very impressed with the WRAITHs who achieved it, and would grant several honors to each of the men who participated in the operation. But for now, Erich and the boys made their way back to the hotel. Where they would relay back to the Empire that they had captured Kwexle.