Chapter 17

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Y/n runs into Maestro in the hallways outside Doc's office. 

Maestro: Hey, Y/n! 

Y/n: Hello. 

Maestro: Alex (Tachanka) is flipping shit! 

Y/n: Why? What did Bale do to him? 

Maestro: They fucking made his machine gun portable and easy to carry around, and gave him some high tech grenade launcher for a gadget! 

Y/n: The R&D people? 

Maestro: Yep, he's pissed at all of them, and he can't do nothing about it! Harry ordered them to! 

Y/n: Show me! 

Y/n and Maestro go down to the R&D section to find all the operators down there too.

Tachanka: Fucking bullshit! 

Jordan (Thermite), Lera (Finka), Elena (Mira), and Emmanuelle (Twitch): We were ordered to! 

The lord is now beginning to get pissed off ever further... 

Tachanka: Look at this abomination! *Points at the new machine gun* This is worse then the USSR collapsing! 

Alibi: Hello Y/n. 

Y/n: Hi, how long has this been going on for?

Alibi: For the past 10 minutes, when Alex just learned of this. 

Buck: It does not look that bad Alex. It might be good in a support role now. 

Tachanka: Motherfucker! This shit is a fucking war crime! 

Smoke: Guess my toxic babes aren't now.

Whole room erupts into laughter.

Tachanka: SHUT IT JAMES! 

Bale: You got a gadget at least. 

Tachanka: Find me a new RP-46! 

Bale: That thing is older than Mike! (Thatcher)

Thatcher: Oi! 

Bale: Sorry, please don't kill me! Alex, how the fuck am I suppose to find a weapon meant for a time when Americans were not all eating Mcdonald's?! 

Every American operator in the room: You Slavic fuck. We kicked your asses once already. Commie shithead. Socialist swine. Putin troll. USA! 

Bale: Eh, rice farmers still won. But seriously how Alex?! 

Tachanka: Try and fix it Elena! 

Mira: What? I don't want to get fired. Fix it yourself, the parts we took off are still over there. *Points over to a table with machine parts.*

Tachanka: Fine, goddamnit! *Picks up a welder and blowtorch* 

Maverick: What on earth are you doing? 

Tachanka: I fix myself! *Lights welder up* 

Mira: You need helmet! 

Tachanka: Gorka good enough! *Begins putting parts back together* 

Twitch: For christ's sake, we've been up since 4 in the morning for this shit! 

Ten minutes later.... 

Every operator and Y/n are in shock over the fact Tachanka  in such quick time, rebuilt the pole to make his RP-46 static. However, Glaz, Doc, Fuze, Mira and Thermite took the machine gun and the new grenade launcher and other needed parts to someplace else. 

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