OOC: I've actually been meaning to post this, I just got busy over the break. Anyways... meet: M4... 2.0!

The light turned blue, a rush of data was washed over the young droid's mind, he screamed in shock, in horror, in pain, in so many emotions that one was no clear victor. His body started to shake, his head tossing from side to side, internal sensors and alarms going off in every sector of his frame.

And then darkness. Everything turned to black.

"You are ready young one. Enter the light and see your new form."

The spotlight returned to the center of the room, however not showing anything. There was a light footstep, then another one, then a third one as a robed foot entered the light. After another two steps, an entire figure was in the light, robed as the others were around him. He paused in the center, the head bowed down.

A hand stuck out of the side, reached around to the opposite shoulder, then, tossing off the cloak, was a huminoid figure covered in a black body suit, with very little equipment on him. There were two pistols on either hip complete with silencers, one of them with a scope for mid range sniping, two wrist holders with throwing daggers, a single combat knife over the left side of his chest, and a retractable metal bo staff attached to his belt. His face was also black, the other other feature a round optical lens that matched the one on his former frame. "You may call me M4. I am ready for whatever you wish of me."

Primus put down a window. "We have broken our interdiction. Our intelligence has located a terrorist cell related to the recent attack on us. You're with me. We've created a decoy copy of your old programing to work with Crow, in giving any prying eyes that you and me are still in eden. The cloaked blank faced shadow who M4 had known as Crow leapt over the table. In the field address me as Kagemusha."

Azrael saw the retreating soldiers and popped out of the train long enough to unload Betsy on them. A few fell down, but one went prone, and started shooting back at Azrael. Betsy was out of ammo.

Not wasting any time, Azrael pulled his Browning and shot the man three times.

"Sir, do we pursue?" was the clear voice of Jax across the com channel. Azrael didn't want. He stayed inside the train but worked his way down.

OOC: Reserving this post for the weekend. Just to let you know I'm still here,

M4 nodded, "Kagemusha. Your name has been stored for future reference. Since we are using codenames, I shall be Nanashi. When will we move out?"

Jason replied to Jax's radio call. "Negative. Do not pursue. They're falling back to their command vehicle, and I've already got the Phantom waiting for them. We can just clean up the guys still here."

"We leave now." Kagemusha laid his hand on Nanashi's shoulder and looked up. Their data rocketed skyward and was broadcast along the network deeply encoded in the restablishing connection. The data transmission dropped them in a european forrest at night.

"It's a 20 mile hike to the target, we better get moving." Kage musha took off like a shot. He ran at cheetah like speeds through the forrest of Cyber France.

Nanashi nodded and bolted right behind him, meeting his speeds with his new found programming. "This... this power is amazing. I've never felt like this..."

Azrael was in the shadows of the train, with just the muzzle of Betsy and one eye visible. This was the end of the line, though he could see the regrouped soldiers. There were very few. Very, very few. Wolf would be mad about this decision, but Azrael decided to go ahead with it anyways.

He switched Betsy over to full auto. The thing about .50 caliber bullets was that they were the most powerful bullets in the world. Snipers could use a 2$ bullet to take a 3-million$ plane out of action for months. The only thing that stopped them was to have a massively thick block of dense cover in between you and the shooter.

It so happened that the command vehicle didn't have this massively thick armor. When Azrael opened fire on full auto, and swept his fire back and forth, bodies didn't even slow down his bullets, and he kept sweeping and reloading in record time.

OOC: This is taking too long time for summarization

BIC: In a matter of only 10 minutes the remaining enemy troopers were cleaned up. Jason wasn't very happy with Azrael breaking orders and taking out the command vehicle, but whatever. They had the data at least.

Jason was still having trouble walking, so he was put onto the Phantom in a stretcher just to make sure the nanites healed him right. Kaitlin held his hand the entire way back.

He didn't feel that for the whole trip because he had to do a Cyber World jack-in debriefing mid-flight...apparently Stoyanoivch wasn't happy with the after-action report.

"So, you blew everything up as per-usual? No prisoners? No way to interrogate anybody?" Alex sneered.

"Good God man, we have the data we came for, it at least tells us who was commanding them!" Jason shouted back. "I got hit by a goddamn humvee and you're telling me this isn't good enough! And on top of that...someone knew what was up. Nobody fires missiles at a cloaked jet."

"Well, given what your nanites are supposed to do that should be child's play."

"Alex...shut up."

General Wesson broke up the impending fight. "General MacKenzie, you did fine work despite what the intelligenasia demands. I know you're a bit mad about being ambushed, and there is a chance of a leak in the chain of command; we'll look into it and of course you're free to do so as well."

"I will..." Jason said. "Any other leads you need me to investigate? I may be out of RW action for a bit though."

"Well, we do have something. Check your desk when you get back." Wesson said.

"Very well" Jason said as he logged out.