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Lance Corporal i/c of Radio
Lance Corporal i/c of Radio
 
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=== Beach landing ===
=== Beach landing ===
Group Captain David Bundie set his jaw. He scanned the ragged company, lined up on a pew and hooked into the static margin line.   
Group Captain David Bundie set his jaw. He scanned the ragged company, lined up on a pew and hooked into the static margin line.   
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Bundie shook his head. “Let’s hit the trees, boys.”  
Bundie shook his head. “Let’s hit the trees, boys.”  


What happened next would be with him for the rest of his life — a period far longer than, as he watched the disaster unfold, he held any hope of expecting to see.  
What happened next would be with the boy for the rest of his life — a period which turned out to be far longer than, as he watched the disaster unfold, he held any hope of expecting to see.  


[[SIV]]s had grunt in the flat. They toted decent firepower — you couldn’t be casual with them — but they were unwieldy bastards. They had ''limited'' downside protection against liquidity drains, were underpowered in choppy markets, and basically under-gunned. Against and anyone who knew what it was doing they were easy pickings. They should be no match for an experienced unit of seasoned killers like the Irregulars.
[[SIV]]s had mucho grunt on the flat. The caterpillars ate up the sand. They toted decent firepower — you couldn’t be casual with them — but they were unwieldy bastards. They had ''limited'' downside protection against liquidity drains, were underpowered in choppy markets, and basically under-gunned. Against and anyone who knew what it was doing they were easy pickings. They should be no match for an experienced unit of seasoned killers like the Irregulars.


As such, tended to be staffed with greenhorn sappers an army could afford to lose. The industry slang for the poor suckers aboard a SIV were “expendables”.  
As such, tended to be staffed with greenhorn sappers an army could afford to lose. The industry slang for the poor suckers aboard a SIV were “expendables”.  


Bundie surveyed the theatre from his foxhole. He knew at once: ''this was no ordinary [[SICAV]]''.
But ''this'' SIV was odd. Bundie surveyed it from his foxhole. It was more manoeuvrable: more agile, quicker; more professional, ''volatile'', less predictable in their defensive manoeuvres. The usual  reporting and compliance harness was dramatically cut down. There was no depo. And it was ''fast''.
 
It was more manoeuvrable: more agile, quicker; more professional, ''volatile'', less predictable in their defensive manoeuvres.


Bundie hiffed a [[QIB]]. It was percussive. It threw up dirt and sand.m and left a ditch. The SIV stopped. It backed up. Its front turret swivelled round and regarded the crater. A hosed extended and filled it with water. The SIV rolled over it  
Bundie hiffed in a percussive [[QIB]]. It blapped spectacular. It threw up dirt and sand and left a decent ditch. The SIV stopped on a dime. It backed up. Its front turret swivelled round and regarded the crater. A fire hose extended. and filled it with water. The SIV rolled over it.


“Holy hell,” muttered Tucker. “Self-sourcing liquidity. That's pretty cool.”
“Holy hell,” muttered Tucker. “Self-sourcing liquidity. That's pretty cool.”


Bundie thought, ''that's more than “cool”. That's unbelievable. Where the hell is it sourcing that cash?''
Bundie thought, ''that's more than “cool”. That's unbelievable. Where the hell is it sourcing that cash?'' Then Bundie knew it: ''this was no ordinary [[SICAV]]''.


“Throw in another. They have limited reserves. They can't do that indefinitely.”
“Throw in another. They have limited reserves. They can’t do that indefinitely.”


Tucker bit off the pin and tossed in another [[QIB]]. “Roll ''this'', Fatboy,” Tucker chortled.
Tucker bit off the pin and tossed in another [[QIB]]. “Roll ''this'', Fatboy,” Tucker chortled.


The [[SIV]] retooled. The hose snapped back. An ack-ack poked out of the turret fast. It ''shot the QIB out of the air''.  
The [[SIV]] retooled. The hose snapped back. An ack-ack poked out of the turret fast. It ''shot the [[QIB]] out of the air''.  


Bundie swore ''How the hell was it doing that?'' It was gaming out scenarios and learning the Irregulars manoeuvres as fast as they could change them up.  
Bundie swore. ''How the hell was it doing that?'' It was gaming out scenarios and learning the Irregulars manoeuvres as fast as they could change them up.  


Bundie clocked the insignia on the uniform — ''that’s three-star MD at the mandate and a EVP on the confirmator''. And they were tooled the fuck up: these were not standard issue CP-shooters.
Bundie clocked the insignia on the uniform — ''that’s three-star MD at the mandate and a EVP on the confirmator''. And they were tooled the fuck up: these were not standard issue CP-shooters.
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History will record that the entire division of SIVs were wiped out later that day by a coordinated denial of service attack on its rear CP programme. When the relief forces combed the beach after the armistice they found no trace of either man, or the OSLA.
History will record that the entire division of SIVs were wiped out later that day by a coordinated denial of service attack on its rear CP programme. When the relief forces combed the beach after the armistice they found no trace of either man, or the OSLA.
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