Chapter 238 – 238 – The Goal
After my colonists cleaned up the colony site and had breakfast, my colonists imdiately started practicing fighting. Leva and Kat used their chs to train in a place so distance away. Alice takes care of the plants first before finally joining Gwen to practice using firearms. Gwen used a sniper rifle, while Alice used a regular rifle. The rest of my colonists train with replica lee weapons.
Only one stayed where he was. Trevor stood near the house, not moving at all. He is doing battle by trying to hack the digital protection used by the group led by Ethan Pratt. It turned out that the group had a capable hacker. The digital security the group has created is insane, citing Trevor. Therefore, Trevor must mobilize all the potential of his hardware and software to do his own fighting.
Alice and Gwen also practiced so distance away to not stress the pets. Alice shot a rifle at a target in a tree. Gwen did the sa, but on her knees, and peered through the scope at the shot. The mark he had to shoot at was far away compared to Alice's.
Fortunately, there was plenty of ammo as it was taken from the wrecked chs and equipnt scattered near the Acornhull. Even if it was all gone, Manu had practiced making it using the tal and gunpowder that Leva had mined.
The wind was blowing quite hard when Alice ca to Gwen, still training. Gwen's skirt was suddenly pulled away by the wind, exposing her magnificent ass.
She really had no common sense as a lady.
"Hey, why aren't you wearing panties?" Alice stopped her steps when she saw that.
"You should have known. I'm not a fan of panties." Gwen showed absolutely no sign of fixing the skirt she was wearing. "Because I can't be naked all the ti, I wear this skirt and don't wear panties so that the air circulation in my crotch is smooth. Actually, I'm confused. If you're already wearing a skirt, why should you wear panties? That defeats the purpose of the skirt itself."
Alice blinked her eyes. "Ah, now it's ti for lunch."
Alice didn't really understand Gwen's nagging, but she preferred not to ask any further.
"Okay." Gwen got up from the ground, then moved under a shady tree with Alice. The day's nu was potato wedges and boiled vegetables, plus so jerky.
"Hey, Alice. Maybe this is my first experience of facing war… Well, I've experienced violence before, but this ti I'm also required to attack. I have to shoot." Gwen sighed. "Have you ever fought before?"
"Of course, I have fought several wars to protect my tribe. The difference is, that ti, I used an arrow instead of a gun like this." Alice answered, then bit into her jerky.
Gwen was silent for a mont. "How do you deal with all kinds of thoughts that bother you before doing it the first ti?"
A small chuckle escaped Alice's mouth. "It's wrong for you to ask that. Yes, I did face skirmishes a few tis. Whether it's from fellow tribesn or from the beasts that attacked our tribe, but until now, I couldn't shake off the fear and nervousness I was experiencing… I don't know about the others, but clearly, I can't do it."
"I see." Gwen nodded her head. She was about to say more, but her tablet rang.
"To all of you, sorry to interrupt your training. However, there is information that I need to convey imdiately." Trevor explained. "I managed to hack one of the caras of that organization's ch. I will now display the scene I managed to shoot."
The tablet screen then displays a view of several people sitting and eating their lunch. Looks like they're resting. In the group of seven, I found Ethan, three won, and three n. One of the n seed to be typing sothing on his laptop while adjusting his glasses from ti to ti. They all wore dark green military uniforms.
"This is crazy, commander!" Almost bald and crooked-nosed, one of the n rose from his seat. "We will be dealing with people who only want to protect themselves! We have no valid reason to confront them! This is the umpteenth ti, commander! And many of our friends are also victims! Wouldn't it be better if we cooperated with them!"
Ethan sighed. "I've told you many tis, Dean. We will cooperate with them if they hand over their weapons to us. If we don't do that, they can kill us from behind. After that, we will bring so of them to train as part of us. Over ti we will beco big, and we can carry out our ideology well."
"And that is the weakness of your plan, Commander!" Dean snorted. "It's not that easy for us to take their weapons and people, then impose our ideology. Do we have the right to be the governnt of this planet?"
Ethan chuckled. "The beginning of the formation of the state was like that, right? One person or group of people decide to rule over other people. So, what's really different about that?"
"But, that doesn't an…"
Dean suddenly stopped talking and fell with his head covered in blood. Only one mber of the group jumped in surprise, naly the glasses wearer who was holding a laptop. The others just watched Dean with tense faces.
Still holding the smoking gun, Ethan massaged his forehead. "I'm sorry, guys. We have to lose one more comrade of ours and not to the enemy's attack this ti. However, I have been very patient with Dean. He continues to question our ideology, and over ti it will interfere with our noble mission."
"No problem, commander." One of the won stood and looked at Dean. "Just as the commander has said, we must do whatever it takes to achieve our noble goal."
"Let us take care of him." Several people there got up and carried Dean's body away from the place.
It's crazy and weird. Was the man nad Dean not their friend? Why didn't anyone look sad or at least surprised apart from the man with the glasses?
"I-I see an oddity, commander." The bespectacled man, who had been stunned for a while, held his breath as he looked at the laptop again. "This …."
"What is it?" Ethan rose to his feet.
The bespectacled man then looked at the cara. "Looks like they saw us."
"To what extent did they hear what we were talking about?"
"Just a mont, Commander." The bespectacled man sat down and started fiddling with his laptop again. "A few minutes ago… It probably started when Dean argued against you, commander."
"Isn't there anything else important?"
"That still needs investigation, commander. Now I'm still trying to cut their connection."
Ethan then walked to the cara and narrowed his eyes. "O, my friends. Sorry for showing a bad view just now. However, believe , with what I say, I will make your life better, more organized. I can't say it will be achieved quickly, but rest assured that our governnt will make every effort to prosper you."
"I can close that cara connection any ti now, commander." The bespectacled man told Ethan.
"A mont." Ethan hissed, then looked into the cara again. "So, join us."
Ethan turned and motioned for the bespectacled man. The man was typing sothing on his laptop again, and the video stopped.
"I don't know if this will help much or not." Trevor's voice ca again from the tablet Gwen was holding. "But at least we can get to know who Ethan Pratt is a little better. Maybe it can be used as a negotiation material if possible?"
I think Ethan has closed all doors for a good discussion. The man seed to already have an inviolable goal. It can be seen from his words and tone of voice.
"And don't forget, we get to know the number of their enemies," Tom replied.
"That's what the cara shot," Gwen responded. "We don't know if there's anything that wasn't seen in the video. It could be that soone is away, or the cara is not in the spotlight because they are keeping an eye on their surroundings."
"Anyone wants to share their views again?" Trevor's question was answered with a no from the other mbers. "Then we will finish this session. I'll continue my job of hacking into their system. Please continue your training."
The others said goodbye, and the lines of communication were cut off.
"Is that guy nad Ethan…" Alice grimaced. "Ah, it's hard for to explain without using rude words."
"Seems like his brain really isn't right." Gwen shrugged. She was about to continue, but when she saw Alice looking the other way with a gloomy face, she asked instead. "What is it?"
"In a few more days, there will probably be more bloodshed. I know this is different from the previous massacre." Alice sighed. "They will be the ones to attack first, but still… Ah, forget what I said."
Gwen smiled faintly.. "Believe , I also feel what you feel. Why does blood always have to be spilled?"
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