I do not rember much about the trip back to the Red Dragon base. Although I was beaten up early on, it took everything I had to stop myself from grinning widely like an idiot. I can't wait to actually steal all the chas that Alia had!
I was cuffed, gagged, blindfolded and dumped unceremoniously into a vehicle of sosort. I could sll other people near and the distinct acrid sll of the tobacco that I had slled earlier on the gang mbers who had handled so roughly.
I sat up and bowed my head, trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible. Apparently I failed miserably.
"Stinkin' b*****d." Snarled a gang mber as he landed a kick on my stomach.
"Ooof!" I grunted in shock. I did not see that coming.
Literally.
And figuratively.
"You ruined my day off! A*****e!" He landed another vicious kick on my body.
"Enough." A soft voice commanded.
The fact that I was left alone for the rest of the trip bore testimony to the clout that the owner of the voice wielded in this particular squad. I took a note of that voice and bookmarked it sowhere in my brain.
Thereafter, I spent a relatively peaceful few minutes in the vehicle.
Peaceful, and incredibly exciting.
The resonance I felt with the helicopter wreckage was back, and it was back at full force. I could sense with extre clarity the number of vehicles in the convoy as well as other sophisticated machines within them.
Three Armored Transport Vehicles including the one I am in. And a high-grade transforming automobile that could turn into a cha!
I also knew for certain that if I but willed it, these four vehicles would imdiately turn into particles and be absorbed completely by . I could easily turn into the cha and make good my escape.
But I didn't, because well, I was a smart boy.
Okay fine, a greedy boy.
I knew there would be more machinery and chas in the Red Dragon base, and I certainly was not going to miss the chance to enter the base and get close to all those delicious 'food'.
Sorry Alia. If you're reading this, that was . The first of many, if I might add.
But I'm not THAT sorry because you deserved it. You're not a very nice lady at your tender age of fifty now, and you certainly were not any better when you were thirty five.
Although, I have to add that out of the people I've stolen multiple tis from, you certainly were the most generous. And this first incident was a fine example of your generosity.
It truly set the path for my rise to glory.
I imdiately knew the second we entered the Red Dragon base because I could feel a powerful surge of resonance that was unlike anything I've felt before. It was so strong and it drew my interest and desire so much that it felt like hunger pangs.
It was the presence of a powerful cha sowhere beneath . I shivered slightly as I 'beheld' it in my mind.
At a hundred ters tall, it would dwarf everything in the vicinity if it ever left its storage area. But its size was not the reason for sparking the strong desire within . The main reason was its cha core.
Oh yes, that cha core.
It was a beautiful white cha core. So rare and so valuable. Alia must have either robbed a Universe grade trader to get the money to buy one from the blackmarket, or robbed a dying white cha pilot that crash landed nearby.
The other alternative was to rob a military convoy, and as impressive as it was, the Red Dragon gang was rely that, a junkyard gang. There was no way it could go against a military convoy with a white cha in it. It would be like an ant trying to rob a labrador.
No bloody way.
Under normal circumstances, it was almost impossible to see a white cha on this side of the world.
But there it was. And it was incredible.
It's really difficult to explain just how incredible a white cha is. I guess I have to start at the beginning.
You see, after USAA weaponized the technology that revolutionized everything, the age of chas dawned upon humanity. Human controlled chas quickly dominated the battles that took place.
Nothing could beat the firepower and flexibility that human beings could produce with coordinated attacks made by squads, platoons, companies or even battalions of chas.
It was the perfect weapons platform.
Where previously, hundreds of n were needed to maintain and operate a weapons platform capable of levelling a small town such as a battlecruiser, now just a single pilot in a cha could do it.
A pair of chas could lay waste to an entire tank company. If manned by capable pilots, flight capable ones could even go head to head with a squadron of the air force's best fighters.
Imagine a thousand such chas marching towards you. You may be surrounded by hundreds of thousands of other n with sophisticated technology such as tanks, artillery and even the airforce.
Trust , you'd still be shaking in your boots.
And because of that, within a century, the armies of the world were almost exclusively cha.
At first, the trend was to build human-sized chas that packed a trendous punch. They were extrely flexible and agile, and the militaries of the world loved them.
However, these human-sized chas were quickly overpowered by larger ones who were able to install stronger weapons systems and deliver more 'punch'. Soon, the trend went back to creating large, oversized chas to complent the shortcomings of the smaller chas.
These large oversized chas were installed with ridiculous amounts of firepower. They beca so powerful that they were classified as 'Nuclear Grade' and were subject to the Non-Proliferation of Nuclear Weapons Treaty (NPT).
Only the biggest powers could own them.
And so, what began as a ballroom dance of cha innovation devolved into a couple dance between the USAA and The European Empire.
They banned the developnt, production and deploynt of chas above a certain grade which was determined by the core of the cha.
Only the two superpowers were allowed to develop, produce and deploy gold chas.
The rest of the world would only be allowed to build the blue chas. For a select few allies of the two superpowers, they were allowed to build the higher-grade white chas, and only in very limited amounts.
These white chas were a symbol of penultimate power.
And not only were they powerful symbols, they also had sothing that made them extrely powerful and special, unique powers that were not found in the blue chas.
White chas are able to trigger their cores and release a minor nuclear explosion, one that would be strong enough to obliterate everything in a square kiloter. Excluding themselves, of course. They were built to resist that minor explosion.
Now you understand why I was so ecstatic in finding a white cha in Alia's base. Upon consuming it, I would gain the power equal to any nation in the world not called USAA and The European Empire.
I studied the white cha with my senses for a few seconds more and sohow I knew that I wouldn't be able to 'eat' it in one go. It was way too big and way too powerful.
"Interesting" I thought to myself.
I still had no idea how my 'devouring' ability worked, and I was very eager to find out. But I guess that white cha could wait.
Because, to my great delight, I could sense a few blue chas in the vicinity too.
Ten, to be exact.
I'll start with you guys! I thought happily to myself.
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