The Valkyrie lab was hidden underneath an abandoned farm situated within an extremely large forest. The farm itself was enclosed by a tall electrical fence.
A Black Harrier helicopter descended on the abandoned farm. Six fully equipped agents dressed in black emerged from the aircraft.
“I am the captain of Night Owl Squad three, Silver Blade. I've come under orders to transport the Valkyrie Squad.” introduced the stone-faced captain.
“Stop wasting my time.” replied an irritated Hila as she fixed her tousled hair.
“There are vehicles in the hangar, I will take the helicopter,” she added.
Number One, who had been chosen to lead the Valkyrie squad, stepped forward.
“Test subject number One greets officer!” he greeted with a military salute.
“Follow us.”
“Yes Sir!”
As Hila hopped on the helicopter, she frowned.
“Strange.. it feels like I've forgotten something.
*
Machinery tuning room.
Drake was almost done with crafting the Lightweight Mechanical Arm. It had proven harder to craft than expected. Although the organization had taken away most of Drake's resources, there was still enough left for him to work with. He had primarily used manganese, a tough alloy well suited for making weapons and armour.
While the design of the Lightweight Mechanical Arm was very basic, it would have to suffice, he didn't have any more time.. today was the D-Day.
Drake put down the wrench in his hand. The Lightweight Mechanical Arm was now complete.
«Ding!
Lightweight Mechanical Arm (left)
Quality: Average
Basic stats:
Damage: 35~58
Defence: 13~17
Power level: 38
Durability: 270/270
Equip requirement: 25 Strength
Stat bonus: -3 speed
Length: 0.51m
Additional Bonus: +10 strength»
Drake gained three thousand experience points from crafting the arm. Crafting generally rewarded more experience than assembly or enchantment.
Drake currently had 21 strengths, so he needed to spend another four stat points to equip the Mecha arm.
After crafting the Lightweight Mechanical Arm, Drake crafted a 73-WASP and enhanced it to 38-47 damage. He also forged a 10-damage carbide tactical knife.
He hid the Lightweight Mechanical Arm and the enhanced 73-WASP before heading out to the canteen.
The canteen was like a recreation room of sorts for the staff in the facility. They would come here to relax and while away the time. Drake had learnt a lot of information from eavesdropping on their conversations.
A group of guards were chatting noisily.
“I want to go outside too! Being confined for so long is getting on my nerves.”
“Well, Hila's an officer. Her status is much higher than ours.”
“Man, I'd do anything to spend a night with her.”
“Hey, watch your mouth. Do you why she's an officer?”
“Because.. she's a superhuman?”
“Of course she is!”
Drake rejoiced at the confirmation of Hila's absence.
“Looks like today is the day,” he murmured to himself.
Drake got up and headed to basement 3. His target was the surveillance room.
There were two guards stationed outside the surveillance room. Before entering the corridor, Drake slapped a piece of half-chewed bread onto the surveillance camera. He had learnt that the guards did not take their shifts seriously, and true enough, nothing happened even after a while.
After composing himself, Drake entered the corridor and approached the two guards.
“No unauthorized personnel.” warned the first guard.
“It's Zero. Just shoo him away. He's a useless piece of trash.” laughed the second guard.. too bad he was about to be facesmacked.
The first guard nodded. He was about to push Drake away when suddenly, Drake grabbed hold of his wrist and stabbed the second guard in the chin with a knife. The knife pierced into the guard's brain. Drake then immediately manoeuvred around the first guard to perform a chokehold on him.
Crack!
Drake had dispatched both guards in an instant!
«Ding!
You have dealt a fatal blow!
-162
You have killed off the Germinal Organization, gaining 360 experience!»
«Ding!
You have dealt a fatal blow!
-171
You have killed off the Germinal Organization, gaining 360 experience!»
Drake carefully placed the guard on the ground before ordering the system to check their stats.
«Level 7 Agent
Strength: 10
Endurance: 15
Health: 0/150»
«Ding!
You have acquired four bullets.»
Drake re-equipped the dagger before slowly pushing the door open.
A jaw-dropping sight greeted him!
Two guards (one male and a female) were pressed together in an extremely compromising position. The sound of the door opening had startled them, and they were staring at Drake in horror.
Spicy!
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