Arknights : Final Rebirth - Gladius Belii

[E] Chapter 35 - Dreaded Catastrophe Messenger...

"Mono/Dialogue"

'Inner thoughts'

Narration

[Message/communication apparatus]

Date: February 1085

Location: Siesta Northern Border

POV: Narrator

A group of sketchy individuals can be seen to be hiding amidst the vegetation. They are a bunch of bandits and outlaws that were hired to snatch away precious cargo that was yet to be delivered towards the Major of Siesta, courtesy of people who dislike the man's current stature and planning.

This group is an ad hoc one, they are made up of several small gangs and wasteland looters that got some fancy bling on them. Raiding several caravans or convoys has been a routine on these parts of Terra. Of course, something shit went well, other times it all went to hell and this rag-tag bunch turned on one another.

"You think the courier would walk right this way?" A Savran bandit said with apparent unease, this job sounds fishy and he doesn't like it.

"No worries, the client had already promised us a fat stack of money. I mean, we got like 80 people here and another 72 on the other side, each with 20 grands on their cut. We can just retire away after this job is said and done." He got his reply from one of his fellow outlaws, this one is an Anaty woman.

"She's right you know, we even got ourselves this bad boy." Another bandit, this one with obscured features, chimed in while leaning against a cannon. The cannon is a portable weapon, courtesy of Columbia straight and fresh out of the Sargonian Black Market. One can only wonder how many weapons are being sold there...

"Alright boys and gals, the plan is simple, we overpower the courier and however got dibs on them can do whatever. We are here for the package, something that must not make its way toward the Mayor, or else we'll get ourselves sent into those shitty pioneering villages." A bulky Sarkaz said while laying down a map, there has been some highlight with how their current position is overlooking a valley.

"So we just gotta jump 'em eh? Sounds easy enough. Say, wonder if the courier is a beautiful lady... god, I'm starting to feel excited just thinking how she would scream." Said one of the Perro bandits, her face has a large scar running down diagonally across her face.

"You and your envy... leave some for us won't cha?" Added another one with a laugh, the whole thing is going swimmingly. They might just go for a quick dip near Siesta too, after all is said and done of course.

[Hey fuckers, just let cha know that Red-Tails got dibs on whatever else that courier brought with them. Touch the cargo, and you can kiss your sorry ass goodbye.]

"Fuck off red fucks, dibs on who got it first. Also who the fuck would listen to a cocksucker like you? You must have been thinking that sucking on that noble cock made you feel special eh?"

[You wanna go pipsqueak? Lemme tear that asshole of yours a new one.]

"Go fucking luck on that, I'll collect that bounty on yer head."

While they are insulting, discussing, and bantering regarding their planned ambush and contingencies, a Liberi outlaw suddenly barges into their conversation.

[Alright fuckers! The courier is here! The poor sod seems to be genuinely clueless.]

The man said with clear excitement through the radio, their positioning is perfect and everyone is eager. Everyone then sprang to life and headed towards their expected position.