"Scalpel." The doctor said holding out his hand. A nurse reached over and handed him the scalpel. "Right, we're beginning to extract the bullet from his arm. Shouldn't take more then an hour." The Doctor said taking the blade and pushing it gently against Austin's skin. Bloody oozed out slowly. "We'll need to be careful, he's lost a lot of blood on the way back."
Austin's fingers twitched, though he was completely out, mainly on the morphine and other drugs to keep him knocked out. He felt the pain but could hardly react. For, he was after all, doped up, so to speak. As the operation began, Austin was out cold. Yet, anyone watching could see his eyes where moving quickly behind the eyelids, a case rapid eye movement, he was dreaming.
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"Right, ready?" Rockwell said. Austin only smiled as he knew what was coming. "Ready, Rocky. Hopefully basic's does kick in here."
Rockwell laughed lightly and pressed a button. A supernova torpedo hit the bottom levels of the station, as well as a secondary explosion, a smaller one, blowing the door down. Austin clicked off the mic and started to run.
He ran fast, extremely fast that he slipped and slammed into a wall. Luckily it was only for a moment. Two Kusarian Guards, well armed, rushed down the opposite corridor, exactly like Austin planned it. One guard shouted, "Halt! Or we'll open fire!" Austin merely laughed and flicked them off before breaking into a full sprint again. The guards opened fire, bullets pinged into the walls behind him and next to him.
Rounding a corner, sharply, Austin ducked down and pulled out the pistol Rockwell has slipped him. After loading the pistol he cocked it and stood up. A guard rounded the corner behind Austin. Austin quickly ducked back into cover after firing off two shots. The shots barely hit the Guard as he let a full clip into Austin's cover.
Austin waited for the right moment. Which was the clip dropping on the metal floor. Standing up quickly Austin proceeded to the hanger doors, The guards in hot pursuit.
Outside Rockwell was dealing with his own small problems. Fuchu quickly launched a wing of Police craft, and the nearby Battleship sent a Naval patrol of a Destroyer and two gunboats plus fighter escorts. Things where about to get extremely heavy.
Back inside, Austin scrambled for his ship. Taking a bullet to his right arm. Caught up in the adrenaline rush, he didn't feel it enter. Before finally strapping in, Austin turned and fired an entire clip at the nearest guard. Two bullets hit, the other missed, the two that did hit however, didn't kill.
Flipping switches, the old Paladin prototype came to life. Austin grinned as his shields came online just as the bullets inside the Station started flying. Ignoring the fact he was still in the station he quickly plugged in the communications and spoke over the headset. "This is Austin Goodman of the Bretonian Armed Forces. Kusari, you let an Ensign escape your so called maximum security prison. I might add into fact that this is dishonorable to your kind, and If I where you I'd go to that lovely Green tea room, commit sekkepu, and while your bleeding out mutter all the things you love about your so called honor." His voice had a hint of laughter in it. "Now then. I suggest you clear out of here before I blow down those blast doors."
A few of the Guards dropped their weapons and quickly ran the way they came. Others however continued their assault, and just as planned, the track Austin's ship was on began to move to the Airlock doors, which opened. After a few minutes of taunting the Kusarian's while his ship was getting ready to be launched, the outter doors opened, and hostile fire was coming in. Austin could only laugh as he gunned his ship into open space and free from the stations defense turrets.
A few moments passed by as Austin nabbed Formation with Rockwell's ship. "Well then...." Austin said, before looking down at his arm. "Apparently I was shot, and it hurts like hell." Rockwell could only laugh. "Well, that was fun wasn't it?" Rockwell replied. "Indeed it was..." Austin said turning from private communications to system wide. "Hahaha! Take that Kusarians!"
Over the communications, a familiar voice came through. "Wait, what?" it was the voice of a Kusarian Farmer, who strangely enough was in the right place are the wrong time. "Ah, you heard me you bloody Squinty!" Austin chuckled into the mic.
The Farmer mumbled lightly "Who are you?!"
Austin couldn't hold it back, "I am Ensign Austin Goodman of the Bretonian Armed Forces, and you, sir, just witnessed a bold escape from your bloody detention center!" On the other hand, Rockwell responded with the "...Uhm, Freelancers." After hearing Austin's response he could only laugh.
"Right then, we'll be leaving this rather lovely system of yours. Through a jumpgate. Have fun." Austin said, as Rockwell's and his ship entered the Galileo jumpgate. During the start of the jump phase the farmer could only reply, "Comeback and fight you gaijin cowards! Stand your ground!" Austin could only laugh, Rockwell, on the other hand, replied "Cowards? We, sir, are not cowards. For I believe I bravely helped a fellow Armed Forces officer escape from prison, and now it is time to make our departure. See you on the frontlines." Final word to be recieved in system for the Kusarian was Austin saying "Chap."
Once in Galileo they proceeded to Liberty Space, sanctuary, or no harassment at least from Kusari. Quickly passing through Liberty Space they entered Magellan. Where they encountered severe Ion Storms.
Austin was bleeding out, slowly, but still was bleeding out. He managed get the wound to only ooze a little, but couldn't stop it.
An hour passed before Rockwell's ship and Austin's ship touched down outside the Royal Bretonian Hospital. Austin managed to make it to the front desk without Rockwell's help. But then he collapsed, and the folks around helped him into a stretcher and rushed him to the Emergency Room.
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The Doctor smiled lightly "Alright, hand me those, tweezers." A nurse handed him the tweezers, and he inserted it into Austin's wound. Beginning to pull out the bullet. "Get ready to stop the bleeding, hopefully we can get the wound closed within the hour." He said, finally able to retrieve the bullet. Dropping it in a bowl off to the side. The Doctor sighed, "Alright then, lets stop this bleeding. So he doesn't die on us. Would rather him die on the front lines then behind the front lines in a hospital." The Doctor mumbled.
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"Mom? Dad?" A kid called out. "Mom! Dad!" No reply came.
The street was filled with people he didn't know, none of them looked Bretonian, in fact, they weren't. "Mom! Dad!" the kid called again, lost in the crowd of strange people. He noticed movement, strange movement, in the corner of his eye turned quickly. Only to see a Kusarian kid, getting gained up on by Blood Dragon's. He wasn't scared, for it all happened in a matter of minutes.
One of the Dragon's looked up to see a kid, about the same age as the one they were messing with, charging at them wielding a knife, not just any knife. But a combat knife. He stumbled backwards as he was hit full force, kid and blade. Gurgling he fell over, lifeless.
The other Dragon quickly backed off seeing his friend lifeless on the floor.
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Laughter is heard as a steel doors creep open "This! This is lovely! An old Bunker on Leeds! Haha I'm going to be a lucky, lucky chap. Hm, maybe I can turn this into my own apartment. My secret little project. Can't wait till I show the chap's this place. Hopefully they'll help me renovate it, or at least, contribute to the funding.