Apollo V.
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Apollo continued blasting and knocking on the microbots. “That’s it! I’m done with them!” Apollo’s eyes started losing their color, fading into electric blue. “Get down!” Apollo’s arms and feet turned bright blue and a sudden wave of electricity was released, frying the nanobots and some exposed wires. He then passed out cold.
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Apollo flew down the hall and aimed his hand at the microbots, destroying a few clusters with electrical pulses. “Andaluza! Any means necessary, they’re cutting the power!”
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Apollo threw the device into one of the capsules and locked it. “Perhaps you haven’t heard of Jack Monroe. He can kind of tear it apart.”
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Apollo opens the door and grabs the device, holding onto it as it buzzes around the room. “Andaluza can you crush it?! This thing is made of something strong but it weighs nothing!”
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Apollo put down the rocket. “Ok, fine. What do we do then? Blow down everything with pressurized exhalation?”
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Apollo pulled the rocket out of Andaluza’s hands and sprinted back to the mainroom in less than 3 seconds. “Would it kill you to lift weights instead of me or my rocket?”
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Apollo pointed to the monitor, unimpressed. “Yeah, except you hit a holographic beacon. The ship would’ve died by now. I’ll go restock the rockets.” Apollo went to the explosives room and came back holding a 200 pound rocket. “I just need someone to show me how.”
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Apollo hit the autoclean and it cleaned the monitor. “Pandora. I know I designed the computers and that I would spam the buttons, right? No! I made a loop feature that executes an action up to 5,000 times! Use that.”
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Apollo quickly stopped Andaluza. “No. If we go to get her it will just further identification. But, you do have a point about her being known as one for the time being. What we have to do is face the gunslinger.”
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Apollo spoke through the camera. “All good. Docking area secure. Andaluza you don’t have to flex your muscles that much, just get over here.”
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Cartographer makes a small whale scream and hits the sensor. “I can’t pick up anything!! I’m sad now!”
Apollo looks again at the map. “This is too small of a force to attack this facility. The Gunslinger must be planning something larger. Yes I know it’s him! We have a good record with everyone else!”
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Apollo watched the monitor as the shots bounced harmlessly off the shields. “Good thing I didn’t design this base. Looks like a large platoon headed our way. Wait, they’re still cloaked. Don’t fire back. They will drain their energy using the cloaks. Then we can take them hand to hand. I have a feeling it’s the gunslinger.”
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Apollo entered the launch vectors and hit the fire button. “Good work Pandora, they’re headed for him.”
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Apollo rushed down to the computers. “Okay, we’re done. And you’re right, something is coming towards here, but it’s constantly beeping. Probably a horrible cloaking system. Whoever owns a cloaker that can even vanish from these computers for even a minute is probably prepared.” Apollo hit the comm button to everyone. “Prepare for space defense! If the enemy docks, we have to take them out hand to hand! Weapons downstairs, those tubes are meant to outfit you instantly in an operations uniform!”
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Apollo turned the page of the book. “This book is amazing, Andy’s right. Look at this one!”
Neural Arson: Burn the nerves of a victim severely, causing pain. Will regenerate over time. *Page has been ripped*
“Oh…someone took the rest!”