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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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Mercenary group employed by Tech Con in charge of security Tech Con assets on all worlds.

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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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Tech Con Mercenaries made their way behind Randin and raised their weapons at Parson.

"On your knees, hands behind your head, cross your ankles! Now!" They barked, bright lights from their rifles shone upon the boy.

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The Captain looked to Green and shook his head. "Higher paid? Nah we just have bigger guns, we caught the suspects didn't we? While you stood there and insulted us." He said, pointing to the bar. "Piss off." The Captain added.

Meanwhile the Mercenaries closed in, one of them withdrawing a Mana inhibition collar and a set of binders, a third mercenary keeping the light on the child.

"Is his shadow powers magical?" One asked, as they secured the kid with binders, and the aforementioned Mana inhibitor.

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The Mercenaries laughed for a moment, and then they looked to eachother. "A Terran facility lacks the abilities to confine him, we'll keep him confined at the Tech Con base to the north of the city... of course... applied to Terran Law, should he remain on behavior, and not assault any Tech Con personnel." He explained, knowing that the cells in the detainment block were well lit, without any shadows.

"But of course, we'll ensure he's properly taken care of.. Take him to the APC, and let's get him processed."

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The Mercenaries weren't having any of the waterworks, one of them reached down to heft Parson to his feet. "You'll be in the ward of the Terrans, we're just holding onto you... but I'm sure you've heard the rumors of what happens to people in Aschen Custody." The Mercenary taunted, as they led the kid out.

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Tech Con Mercenaries are waiting.

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The room where Parson was being kept was brightly lit, with piercing flourescent lights shining down from overhead. The walls of the cell were metal, and the door was a thick plazen glass, which was capable of stopping even most small arms fire. Two Mercenaries stood outside the door and waited for Inspector Kaye to transfer the boy out of the facility.

Parson was denied food and water for the past few days, as part of Tech Con's aim to wear him down, he was denied all forms of entertainment, and the soundproof cage he was in denied him social interaction. All part of Aschen psychological warfare.

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Two Mercenaries waited on the other side of the airtight door, the energies of Mana Disruption could be felt as a slight tingling sensation as Randin passed through the barrier, an automated rotary plasma turret dangled out from the ceiling, high-resolution motion sensors capable of picking up a fly. Yes, not even a fly was allowed in this installation. The small thumb Sized Gypsy would have to use caution, as screens wired with electric currents covered the vents, and heavily armed soldiers patrolled the halls of the compound.

Randin would be accosted by the Tech Con security officer, whom sat at a desk adjacent to the door. "You will surrender your weapons and sign in here." He said, sliding a clipboard towards Randin.

"Check in and sign the prisoner transfer forms, then we'll send someone back to escort the prisoner out to your care." He said, over the din of his radio.

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The two guards at the front gate looked to the van, and then tilted their heads. "I didn't know we contracted with an external source to maintain the base, we have our own people, cordon the van off and search it, could be a Halo trick." He said, the Trinnium Gate not opening, but the outer electric fence opening up, two HiLux Fast Response trucks, armed with rotary plasma cannons and pissed off mercs inside stared at the van and it's driver, the gate closing behind them with a loud clunk, while several mercenaries and security officers seemed to gather around the van, throwing open the doors and rummaging through the contents.

Inside the base, the Mercenaries led Randin through the halls, passing through several Anti-Magic forcefields, any magical being that tried to cross with the detective would be met with a systems shock of anti-magical energies. And once more two heavily armed soldiers, one of them seeing the fluttering creature, and attempting to swat it.

"Damn flies, I thought this base was airtight!" He complained.

The Cell block was also heavily fortified, with several armed guards watching Parson in his cell, two Soldiers rolling up a dolly with straps and restraints, a second mercenary handing Randin the transfer paperwork. "Sign here, here, and here, once the boy's outside he's yours."

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The Mercenaries continued to accost 'Walton' searching him and the van slowly, rummaging through everything. "Check for Bravo and any explosives." He said aloud, tapping the metal plating of the van. Of course you couldn't be too careful, with Tech Con.

Five Mercenaries approached the cell with guns drawn, aimed at Parson and ready to fire as the door hissed open, Randin would be escorted to the cell as the Mercenaries shouted. "You, On your knees, hands behind your head, cross your ankles!"

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Tech Con Mercenaries stepped into the bar with their Disruptor rifles primed and prepared for any possible engagement. Eying the interior and the patrons, the lead Mercenary directed his men in wide circles around the interior of the bar, all of them inspecting the interior carefully.

"Everything checks out." One of the men said, as he nudged one of the drunken patrons with his disruptor rifle.

The Bartender would keep his eye on Grimes for a moment. "I don't think anything is going to go south in here, the calvary is here." He said, pointing out the four Tech Con mercenaries that made their way into the bar, seemingly searching for something.

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Tech Con Mercenaries eyed Margaret Maddox and whispered amongst themselves, fanning out as one peered out the door, the Limousine Margaret pulled up in, being hit by one of the Tech Con HiLux's, the white armored truck leaving a size-able dent as it found a parking spot. One of the mercenaries laughing before four more Tech Con mercs walked into the bar.

"Who wants drinks!?" One shouted.

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Tech Con Mercenaries kept fanning out and checking people, with one Tech con mercenary approaching Grimes. "Identification please." He said, holding out his hand, the Tech Con logo imposed on his chest. Tech Con was especially weary of all scatterrans.

"Let's go Scatterbrain." He said, which was an Aschen slur for Scatterrans. "Identification, now before I splatter your shit all over the wall, you baby eating piece of daggit dung." He added, racking the charge on his disruptor.

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The Mercenary nodded and checked the ID. "You Scatterbrains are gonna get a reckonin soon, I don't take kindly to your kind in my bar." This Aschen was obviously quite the racist, incapable of seeing past the Red Line, the ID cards were slid back.

"I know a snake when I see them.. give me a reason frakker." He said, signalling back to his fellow Mercenaries, whom seemed to crowd around. "Hey! Let's get back to the compound!"

One Mercenary had his gaze on Accius. "Hey! Check this Prawn mother frakker over here! We gonna card them too!?"

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shook his head. "Hey, leave the prawn alone, we need to file the frak out of here." He ordered as they began to slowly filter out of the bar, back to their vehicles.

Slowly they would back out of the bar, and leave.

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The Mercenaries continued to escort Randin and the boy through the confines of the base, doors opening up with an audible hiss, the paperwork signed and everything taken care of, as far as the mercenaries were concerned, whether or not Parson escaped did not bother them any more. "If you need a higher grade facility, I am sure that it can be arranged that Parson be interned here for the duration of a sentence. We pride ourselves on this facility being.. escape proof." The Mercenary said, a Tech Con salesman walking up to them, and nodding.

"Indeed, the state can pay us to house and feed the condemned, our facilities, as you can see.. are state of the art." He added, leading them through a set of blast doors, which opened up with another hiss.

At the gates, the men checked out. "Proceed, let's online the backup generator before you start your work." He said, getting on the radio to call up the Power Control crew.

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Alarms began to blare, the lights not even flickering one bit, but Timo was successful in one thing. Setting the alarms off, and damaging several defense systems in the process, it wouldn't be long before tech crews and security would arrive in the area.

Timo's tampering was evidenced not by lights flickering, but several containment forcefields being deactivated with a loud crackle, and when they approached the door to the weapons checkin, they would find out it wasn't responding. The Lead Mercenary frowning. "That's not right..." He said, flicking the switch to learn that nothing was happening.

Indeed Timo had some more time to do damage, as damage to the wires had effectively locked him into the main bus room, Security was already alerted, but the door to the room wouldn't open, their voices heard outside. "It's not responding, the subject is inside, open the door and take them out!" One was heard barking, before the ignition of a plasma torch was heard.

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The door was kicked open, and four Security officers poured in, quickly assessing the situation, while two more stepped in. Timo would unfortunately learn that the room was sealed. The only vents were small and near the ceiling of the room, if the slime could scale walls, then it would find an escape that way, at least until it reached the filtration system, which dipped the vent into a powerful disinfectant solution and an energized grid that caught dust and viruses, crossing through this would be difficult, if not downright painful for the Dhampir.

"Clear! The main bus is damaged, we have an overload, sir half the base is without power."

Such was the case, as the bright overhead lights flickered and then turned off, but there was a seamless transition, as bright battery powered halogen emergency lights kicked on, the boy would soon find two disruptors, with mounted LED Flashlights pointed at him.

"Who is working for you!?" The Mercenary shouted, weapon pointed at Parson while the lead Mercenary pointed his weapon at Randin.

"I want an explanation right rinky tink!" A mercenary ordered, and if Parson tried to break free from the grasp of the Mercenary, he would likely be shot right then and there.

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The Mercenaries looked to eachother, then back to the boy, then to Randin. "We're stuck in here until power comes back on, so you probably should make yourselves comfortable, they could probably reroute through the secondary bus."

Indeed that was evident, as the lights flickered back on, and the doors to the lobby slid open with an audible hiss, everything was functioning once more. "Now get out before someone more daring levels the base." He said, motioning for Randin to escort Parson out, reclaim his weapons, and leave the base.

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The Mercenaries continued to lead them towards the exit, reinforced blast doors slowly opening up to allow the daylight in. "We don't issue meals to people staying for short periods of time." He said as he kept walking. "It's against policy, should you have been here for more then three days, you would have been given a meal, but judging on your file, you wouldn't eat bread anyway, just the blood and flesh of humans, if it were my way, I'd have you gunned down in the back."

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The Lead mercenary thought for a moment, then he nodded. "This base has an on site protein bank, where dead bodies, Terrans, etc. are processed, their organic systems broken down to the very basic enzymes and amino acids.. I am sure the Protein bank can spare some blood rations..." He then turned over to one of the Technicians, whom went back into a room, several moments later, he emerged with a large blood pouch, easily two liters of blood was in that pouch, all artificially grown, blood cells, nothing was harvested from a human.

"Here." He said, handing the boy the blood pack. "This way, no one gets hurt, all this is completely grown from scratch, right here, in this base."

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The Mercenaries would slowly lead them out, and then Randin would have his weapons promptly returned to him. "There you go, you know.. Tech Con is willing to sell from the Protein bank, you pay us, we supply unlimited blood to the boy, it'd be a pretty sweet deal, wouldn't you agree?" He said, as another Technician rolled up a 55 gallon drum of blood towards Parson. The blood sloshing in the plastic refrigerated container.

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The Men in the base nodded. "Have a nice day! Thank you for choosing Tech Con private detention systems! Helping you detain your criminals!" Then the base door was closed with a loud hiss, Parson no longer Tech Con's problem.

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"HIMIV Geryo you are cleared to land." The Voice clacked in a reply as the Tech Con technicians worked the controls and such of the mining facility, waiting to greet the Belkan retinue, there were several mercenaries on the lookout for UCON Assets and Counter Balance. "Your vessels need to approach with caution, and covert, this meeting is to be confidential, this never happened." The Mercenary explained from his position on the radio, one of the gaping hangar bays in the Tech Con mine opening up to welcome the Belkan vessels into the mine, large enough to accompany all of them, to keep them out of sight from prying eyes.

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Tech Con Mercenaries were lined up in formation to greet the group, at first glance, anyone with enough smarts could tell this wasn't the Aschen Government, rather this was a Tech Con installation, nestled in the asteroid field.

One of the Mercenary captains approached the three, and extended his hand. "Please, this way." He said inclining his head, making his way through the halls of the mine, which had a fully contained atmosphere, special platforms lowering the vessels into large gaping hangars should they proceed down. Eventually, the three would be led to a large room, Hagan, and Dr. Graystone silently sitting at a large table, the Mercenary captain inclining his head. "Have a seat." He said before leaving.

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Tech Con Mercenaries are poised to strike when the order is given.