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Tech Con Mercenaries

The Backbone of Tech Con's grip on Terra

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by barney_fife

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ATTENTION: THE FOLLOWING IS CLASSIFIED A-1, AND IS NOT TO BE ACCESSED BY UNAUTHORIZED PERSONNEL



WARNING! MILITARY SOFTWARE DETECTED... A-1 CLEARENCE REQUIRED




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Tech Con Mercenary Loadout



The Tech Con Mercenary



MERCENARY FOOTSOLDIER

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The Footsoldier of the Tech Con Resource Development Agency is the bread-and-butter of Tech Con's Private Military Company, these well paid, well trained mercenaries are pulled from all walks of life, and include former Aschen Marines, former Terran Marines, and former combatants from across the Galaxy.



Tech Con's RDA Mercenary:

Governing Branch: Tech Con Group
Training Regimen: 3 Months basic training, 10 Months Advanced Training


Weapon Loadout:

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Type 53,
Designer; Giles Hermaine
Manufacturer; Tech Con Group
Archetype; Disruptor Rifle
Weight; 3.5kg
Length; 32 in
Ammunition Type; Particle Beam w/ Atomic Destabilization Properties
Action; Capacitor-Energize-Discharge
Rate of Fire; 150 rpm
Muzzle Velocity; ~150,000m/s
Selection; Semi
Feed; Microfusion Cell w/ 100 round Capacity

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Type M1 MK III,
Designer; Terrence McGregor
Manufacturer; Tech Con Group
Archetype; Magnetic Assault Rifle (Magnetron III Rifle)
Weight; 25kg
Length; 35.2in
Ammunition Type; 10x17mm Slugs
Action; Linear Induction Motor
Rate of Fire; 250rpm
Muzzle Velocity; 8,000m/s
Selection; Semi, Burst fire, Automatic
Feed; Drum Magazine containing 250 Rounds

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Type 51,
Designer; Robert Alverson
Manufacturer; Tech Con Group
Archetype; Plasma Rifle
Weight; 8.0kg
Length; 32 in
Ammunition Type; Superheated Hydrogen Flouride Plasma
Action; Dual plasma collimator
Rate of Fire; 500 rpm
Muzzle Velocity; 126m/s
Selection; Automatic
Feed; Microfusion Cell w/ 500 Round Capacity

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Type 26T-ER,
Designer; Gabriel Cadena
Manufacturer; Tech Con Group
Archetype; Electric Rifle ('Tesla Rifle')
Weight; 15kg
Length; 37in
Ammunition Type; Electricity (5.5 Million Terajoules of Energy, 1 Billion Volts)
Action; Capacitor-Overload-Discharge-Energize-Charge-Discharge
Rate of Fire; 15rpm
Muzzle Velocity; Instant
Selection; Semi
Feed; Dual Microfusion Cell Containing 500 Shots



Equipment


Rifleman
1x Tan Shirt
1x Black Cargo pants
1x White Ablative Ceramite vest (Can stop 20-30 bullets up to 7.62mm at 30 Yards, or 4-5 Gauss rounds at 100 Yards, 10-15 Energy shots at 50 yards, 1-2 12mm MR Rounds)
1x Black Combat boots
1x Ceramite Helmet (Can stop 1-2 Bullets up to 9mm at 50 Yards, 3-4 Energy shots at 50 yards, ineffective against Gauss and Magnetic weaponry)
1x Type 22 Frequency Oscillation Field Generator (Can stop 100-150 Bullets up to 5.56mm at 10 yards, 50 Bullets up to .50 Cal, 50-70 Energy Shots at 25 Yards, 10-15 Gauss rounds at 100 Yards)
1x Magic Inhibiting Pulse Module (Stops most if not all magical manifestations)
1x Type 53 Disruptor rifle (Directed-Energy Weapon)
15x Microfusion Cells (100 Shots per cell)
1x Type 30 Disruptor Pistol (Directed Energy Weapon)
4x Small Microfusion Cells
1x Orange Shemagh (Multipurpose scarf)
1x Field pack (Backpack)
1x Entrenching Tool Shovel
1x Water Storage System
1x Polarized goggles (Sunglasses-type)
5x Type 08 Plasma Grenades
1x Pair of Water-proof gloves
1x Pair of Ankle pads
1x Pair of Ceramite knee pads
1x Binoculars
1x Subspace Comms Relay
1x Nanotech First aid Kit

Heavy Weapons
1x Tan Camouflage Jacket
1x Black Cargo pants
1x White Ablative Ceramite vest (Can stop 20-30 bullets up to 7.62mm at 30 Yards, 4-5 Gauss rounds at 100 Yards, 10-15 Energy shots at 50 yards, or 1-2 12mm MR Rounds)
1x Black Combat boots
1x Ceramite Helmet (Can stop 1-2 Bullets up to 9mm at 50 Yards, 3-4 Energy shots at 50 yards, ineffective against Gauss and Magnetic weaponry)
1x Type-33 Light Anti-Armor Weapon (Fuel Rod Cannon)
15x 35mm Fuel Rods (5x Boxes)
1x Type 30 Disruptor Pistol (Directed Energy Weapon)
4x Small Microfusion Cells (500 Shots per cell)
1x Orange Shemagh (Multipurpose scarf)
1x Field pack (Backpack)
1x Radiation Containment Pack (Fuel Rod Pouch)
1x Type 22 Frequency Oscillation Field Generator (Can stop 100-150 Bullets up to 5.56mm at 10 yards, 50 Bullets up to .50 Cal, 50-70 Energy Shots at 25 Yards, 10-15 Gauss rounds at 100 Yards)
1x Entrenching Tool Shovel
1x Deployable Frequency Oscillation Shield Generator (Deployable Cover)
1x Water Storage System
1x Polarized goggles (Sunglasses-type)
10x Type 08 Plasma Grenades
1x Pair of Water-proof gloves
1x Pair of Ankle pads
1x Pair of Ceramite knee pads
1x Binoculars
1x Laser Designator
1x Subspace Comms Relay
1x Nanotech First aid Kit

Support
1x Digital Camouflage Jacket
1x Digital Camouflage Cargo pants
1x Digital Camouflage Ceramite vest (Can stop 20-30 bullets up to 7.62mm at 30 Yards, 4-5 Gauss rounds at 100 Yards, 10-15 Energy shots at 50 yards, or 1-2 12mm MR Rounds)
1x Black Combat boots
1x Ceramite Helmet (Can stop 1-2 Bullets up to 9mm at 50 Yards, 3-4 Energy shots at 50 yards, ineffective against Gauss and Magnetic weaponry)
1x Type-52 Directed Energy Support Weapon (Rotary Plasma Cannon)
15x High-Capacity Microfusion Cells (2500 Rounds per Cell)
1x Type 30 Disruptor Pistol (Directed Energy Weapon)
4x Small Microfusion Cells (500 Shots per cell)
1x Orange Shemagh (Multipurpose scarf)
1x Field pack (Backpack)
1x Entrenching Tool Shovel
1x Tripod Mount
1x Deployable Frequency Oscillation Shield Generator (Deployable Cover)
1x Water Storage System
1x Polarized goggles (Sunglasses-type)
5x Type 08 Plasma Grenades
1x Pair of Water-proof gloves
1x Pair of Ankle pads
1x Pair of Ceramite knee pads
1x Binoculars
1x Subspace Comms Relay
1x Nanotech First aid Kit

Team Leader
1x Digital Camouflage Jacket
1x Digital Camouflage Cargo pants
1x White Ablative Ceramite vest (Can stop 20-30 bullets up to 7.62mm at 30 Yards, 4-5 Gauss rounds at 100 Yards, 10-15 Energy shots at 50 yards, or 1-2 12mm MR Rounds)
1x Black Combat boots
1x Ceramite Helmet (Can stop 1-2 Bullets up to 9mm at 50 Yards, 3-4 Energy shots at 50 yards, ineffective against Gauss and Magnetic weaponry)
1x Type-40 Directed Energy Weapon (Plasma Rifle)
20x Microfusion Cells (500 Rounds per Cell)
1x Type 30 Disruptor Pistol (Directed Energy Weapon)
4x Small Microfusion Cells (500 Shots per cell)
1x Orange Shemagh (Multipurpose scarf)
1x Field pack (Backpack)
1x Entrenching Tool Shovel
1x Type 22 Frequency Oscillation Field Generator (Can stop 100-150 Bullets up to 5.56mm at 10 yards, 50 Bullets up to .50 Cal, 50-70 Energy Shots at 25 Yards, 10-15 Gauss rounds at 100 Yards)
1x Deployable Frequency Oscillation Shield Generator (Deployable Cover)
1x Water Storage System
1x Polarized goggles (Sunglasses-type)
5x Type 08 Plasma Grenades
1x Pair of Water-proof gloves
1x Pair of Ankle pads
1x Pair of Ceramite knee pads
1x Binoculars
1x Subspace Comms Relay
1x Laser Designator
1x Nanotech First aid Kit

So begins...

Tech Con Mercenaries's Story

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Both mercenaries instantly leveled their weapons on the figure as he emerged, and Hagan turned, stepping back. "I tire of these intrusions!" He called out, narrowing his eyes at the figure, despite the whine of weapons and the leveling of the two mercenaries. "Say your piece." He called out, reaching for the trigger guard of his jeweled cane.

"Five minutes." Hagan asserted.

The setting changes from Tech Con Headquarters to Caprica City

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And then, as if Zeus himself had heard their pleas and had answered their prayers at the most opportune moment, the sound of shouting could be heard from farther down the tunnels.

"Anyone here? Any survivors in this bunker?"

The Langaran refugees would be greeted to the sight of Tech Con rescue workers and guards, easily overriding the bunker's security clearance and freeing the trapped survivors. They'd brought food and medical supplies with them, and quickly began distributing the rations among the masses.

"Alright, alright, take it easy," a relief worker addressed the crowds, "eat all you like, but not too fast. We're gonna take this slow, kay'? No going up all at once. There's still a frak-ton of radiation above ground, so we're going to extract you nice and slow."

Another Tech Con agent tapped the worker on the shoulder. "We just checked Bunker 304. All dead."

The worker swore under his breath. "What about the one on Main?"

"Twelve survivors. Not a lot to go with."

"Great Hera. Tell the chief to head towards that one beneath the Haven Nightclub. I'm pretty sure that one was stocked with enough food to keep em' lasting."

Another worker overheard them talking and ran up to the pair. "I dunno' man, I heard every refugee in that shelter died. Not worth Hagan's time to look into it."

"Is there any way we can know for sure if there are still survivors in the Haven bunker?"

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Kelby grabbed a ration, but held it in deft hands. They were saved, and it seemed like a miracle.

"Shit, are you serious?" One of the Aschen Soldiers said to the Tech Con agent. "We were hit pretty bad, huh?" He then continued on to help the relief workers distribute goods and keep order.

"Thanks for the rescue," The second soldier smiled grimly. "Haven bunker? That's way out the way of the chaos I heard." He pointed in a random direction, since they were underground. Kelby overheard the word Haven and looked up. Hadn't...

Hadn't Rex been there? Yeah, actually, I'm pretty sure Roana- Kelby's stomach clenched. She didn't have Rex's number, but Roana did. She was...outside. But... Maybe there was a chance...No.

"My friend," She spoke before she could stop herself, "Outside. Her boyfriend was at The Haven Nightclub. They were um," She looked down then up again as the crowd began to look at her. "...Texting."



Outside Graystone Industries, a cell phone would ring.

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And that cell phone would, unfortunately, continue to ring without pause. No one would answer it. No one was there.

After Kelby confirmed that there were, in fact, survivors in the Haven bunker, Tech Con was quick to dispatch a rescue operation to the location. Dominic Hagan himself accomponied this one. Tech Con's humanitarian efforts in Caprica was HIS project, after all. He felt he ought to be among the workers first-hand. He owed this city that much, at least.

Much like at Kelby's bunker, Tech Con came in with fire and fury. They quickly distributed rations and medicine among the survivors, listing out a detailed extraction plan and attending to the wounded. Dominic Hagan moved from refugee to refugee, shaking hands and asking questions. Although his movements were methodical, there was a sincere empathy in his movements, as if he were really putting his heart into this.

In time, he came to Braxton.

"You okay?" he asked, offering a wrapped food ration to the man who hardly looked a day older then he was. He offered the Aschen a sympathetic smile. "You look worried. Aren't you happy you're getting out of here?"

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Braxton continued to stare at his phone, despite the relief efforts. He didn't wait in line, as he was fine, but instead waited for a response from his love. Though he didn't spot the girl, Gerard walked by and shot him a half smile. He seemed to be headed somewhere.

"Huh? Yeah," Braxton looked at his peer through hard eyes, "What's it like out there?" He then looked back to his phone.
"I'm..." It seemed foolish but, no, "Waiting for a text."


Kelby clutched the survivors packet and watched as they dispatched for the Haven Nightclub. With pain in her heart she wondered if Rex even survived. Looking around as people broke off into huddles, Kelby shed a tear for Roana. The woman then settled alone into a corner, placed her head in her arms on her knees, and waited for slow extraction. Silently the woman wept.

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Dominic shrugged. "Lil' hot. Bout two hundred degrees Celsius. Best to wear sunscreen." He smiled, looking down at Braxton's phone. The poor boy was waiting for the call of a loved one... a call he'd likely never get.

A Tech Con trooper walked over to Dominic. "Sure, the last of our refugee camps in Leonis has been filled. We're out of places to put these people."

Dominic turned to the trooper. "Send whoever's left to my private estate. I'll attend to them personally."

"Yes sir."

Dominic turned back to Braxton. Most of the other refugees were filing in line for processing. He needed to get this kid moving now... else he might never get up again.

"Hey," he called out softly, "hey, what's your name?" He offered his hand to the young man. "Let me help you up. We're going to get you out of here, alright? Can I do that for you?"

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Braxton's heart dropped. Not survivable for anyone. If she wasn't in a bunker, she wasn't alive. He clenched his jaw at the thought, gripping his phone even harder. She would respond. She had to respond.

"Braxton Mortemira," He let himself be helped, figuring Gerard could look out for himself.

"Yeah, alright."


Kelby continued to cry for the loss of her life, and the unknown of her future.

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"Braxton Mortemira," Dom smiled, "my name is Dominic Hagan, and I am honored to serve you." He helped Braxton to his feet, leading him through the thronging masses of refugees. "I'll take this one myself," he nodded towards a Tech Con guard. He would lead Braxton through the tunnels of the bunker towards the landing pad. A Kevlin force field kept the incredible radiation heat from getting into the bunker. Up ahead, a Tech Con transport awaited them.

"Do you have any family own in the bunker with you, Braxton?" Dominic asked as he lead the boy towards the ship, "anyone else that I can arrange to stay with you when we arrive at my manor?"

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Eventually, a kind-faced Tech Con agent would kneel down in front of Kelby and lightly touch her shoulder.

"Come on ma'am," he smiled at her, "come on. It's time to get up. It's time to let go. Come on. The world won't get fixed in here." He offered her his hand.

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Braxton nodded and looked to his phone once more before pocketing it. He would wait forever if he had to, so long as she responded. She had to respond. He followed Dominic Hagan in silence. It seemed he was leaving this place quickly, but where were they going?

Oh that's right. The manor. Braxton shook his head, patting his pocket.

"Only my woman, and she's got my number."



Kelby looked up, wet roads down the dust on her face. She took his hand and rose. He was right. From down here, she could do Langara no help. Swallowing this, latching on to this, Kelby would be lead by the Tech Con agent wherever safety happened to be

The setting changes from Caprica City to The Aschen Core

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High above Langara, just beyond it's orbit into the depths of space, a rescue was under way. From Caprica City citizens were swept by an unknown ally in the midst of terror and destruction. Riots had stricken the streets of Caprica, the people rallied in abandon at the end of the world. In the madness descended an unknown enemy. From the clouds dropped a seed of death, the mother's crash landing eclipsed in the after-flare of defensive detonation.

The ship coursed true to wherever it was going. The Aschen Citizens inside didn't know much about their final destination, only that it was a promise away from Hell. From the safety and comfort of a guest cabin they did what they must to cope. After all, they were survivors.

Expression nearly blank, Gerard Lorette gazed out a large ovular window. It was cool to the touch; he was glad to discover this when leaning against it. The view was captivating, something he hadn't seen in a while. He never quite got used to the feeling of watching the planet shrink behind him. He sighed, looking to the other in the cabin.

"So, I guess here we are."

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Alisia folded her arms as she halted, standing behind Gerard. She let out a long sigh, captivated by the sight beyond the window. "Yeah, here we are indeed." She replied, not sure of what to say really. Curling a strand of brown hair behind her ear, she continued gazing outside the window. "I never would have guessed things would get this out of control..." The female said remembering the situation they were in, her gaze moving away from the window. Realising how odd things were once again.

The setting changes from The Aschen Core to Ra'shak Village

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A boom and then a crack echoed in the distance, followed by plumes of smoke rising up on the horizon. Clearly seen from the village. Something Strange was going on, the sound of a thousand bad things encroaching on the fringes of the jungles surrounding the village...

The setting changes from Ra'shak Village to Seshka Falls

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The cracks of laspistol fire echoed through the jungle, catching the ears of five Tech Con Mercenaries making their way through the jungle as they surveyed lumbering points and native strongholds.

"Did you hear that?" Corporal Emerson said, slinging his Plasma rifle on his shoulder. Sergeant Siler nodded.

"Yeah, sounded like weapons fire, coming from the falls."

"Let's go, make a move on." The Sergeant said, as they started quickly towards the incoming weapons fire, boots impacting the underbrush as they ran. "Get frosty men!" He called out, as the five men quickly followed behind.

It was a short jaunt, and they quickly came up on the waterfalls. Five men in total with weapons drawn and aimed down at the lone 'Imperial.'

"You! Drop your weapons!" Sergeant Siler called out, racking his Plasma rifle, while the remaining mercenaries quickly moved to take cover.

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Hearing the zealous cry of a dedicated Imperial, General Maximus makes his way toward the source, taking great care to not fall into a trap or hazard. Upon hearing the command for one to drop their weapons, Maximus proceeds slower, taking great care to minimize his footfall. Noticing now, a man taking cover, Maximus levels his gauntleted hand. Firing the stormbolter, Maximus sends a short hail of about four mass reactive warheads at the mercenary. Should he be unable to dodge this burst, The man or humanoid would be struck and one of two things would then occurs. Either the armor piercing, 20mm gyroget like warheads penetrate their enemy and explode insideof them


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They are rebounded in some way. In the event this occurs, If not properly stopped, even an explosion occurring outside the body carries the risk of collapsing lungs and harming internal organs.

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Hearing the order to drop his weapons, followed by the familiar crack of bolter fire, TorgÀrd continues on his charge towards the two xenos before him, firing his laspistol at the big cat, Achak, the bolt of red light aimed right for the beast's left eye. Should it not be able to dodge in time, the flesh of the creature would prove to be of little match for Imperial engineering, and a fist sized hole would appear in it's head. Should this occur, TorgÀrd would now focus on Tapu, holding out his golden blade, issuing forth a challenge as he gets closer to the beast.

"Comes feel the wrath of the man foul creature."

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(my bad)

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Makya grabbed onto Lerot as the Imperial tensed to fire his weapon. All three of the bolts fired by TorgÀrd missed their mark as the young Mira warrior dragged Lerot behind the cover of a rock. The pair were caught between the bridge and Imperial, and now the Aschen too were approaching from the side of the bridge. If they crossed the bridge. Makya and Lerot would be in a bad position. The arrival of yet another Imperial soldier from the base of the falls - now firing explosive weaponry on the Aschen mercenaries - did little to improve the situation.

Makya grunted. Sometimes it was best to just clear the fuck out. He released the hilt of his knife and grabbed Lerot's arm as he pointed up.

"Can you climb?" he asked. The rock face would provide them cover from the Aschen while they were contending with the Imperial soldiers.

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Corporal Venner had but a split second to hear the bolter fire before the explosive projectile impacted the armor and subsequently spalled before exploding, sending the singular mercenary back and on the ground with critical injuries, but not dead.

Of course being so quick to open fire revealed the man's position, and two other mercenaries swung their weapons about. "We're taking fire!" One called out, before he returned fire, sending a fusillade of brilliant green bolts of energy towards the General. Each bolt carried enough plasma energy to liquefy most armors and cause third and fourth degree burns on armored and exposed flesh alike.

The barking of Aschen weapons continued, as one of the Mercenaries shifted, and now two were opening fire on Maximus in a salvo that would likely leave no survivors.

The Sergeant sneered slightly, and then he fired a three-shot burst down at TorgÀrd, three green blobs of plasma hurling towards him at the blink of an eye.

"Corporal Emerson, get reinforcements on the horn! Notify Commander Norton that we've engaged unknown hostiles!"

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As the lowly corporal falls, Maximus keeps his arm raised, quickly adjusting the aiming point at the Mercenaries now turning to face him. Unwilling to let him possibly call out for help, Maximus reopens fire, sending a withering hail of continued bolter fire. As this occurs, Maximus strafes toward the nearest source of cover, a rock big enough to take cover behind if one knelt.

If they had energy weapons then this wouldn't be an easy battle. The carapace plating could stand up to a few shots maybe, but anything above one or two was dangerously pushing it. He would have to hope his suppressive fire would be enough.

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"I grew up on the mountains didn't I?" Lerot breathed, still surprised at how close he was to being dead....again.

He chanced a glance over the rock at the firefight that was unfolding.

I come here to study a waterfall....and a war breaks out....

"I vote we get out of here and let them kill each other." The mage was no soldier, and he doubted he'd be able to handle himself even if he was.

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