Intergalactic Warriors: An interlock

Far away alone...

Rogers was way exhausted now than he can ever imagine,h was thirsty as well. He has been thinking about all the posibilities of surviving and getting out of this planet as soon as possible. THIS PLACE WAS A DANGER ZONE. And it was way risky to be alone without your infantry on enemies ground or a battlefield. He checked his tracker and their wasnt any sign of rescue or danger. He knew very soon he might have to either give up the ghost or the galaxy would come to his aid. He thought about John ,Sonia and mirabel. They would have thinking ways to get in touch with him. The sun on this planet was scorching hot and air seems like it will filled with gas but it was condusive for humans. Rogers was walking slowly and head down, he was weak to the bone.

"Hail Ray"

He heard a voice or atleast thought he heard a voice, (whichever came first).

"Hail Ray"

He now paid attention, he stopped in his tracks and listened. It was the " DESERT PATROL" . This people known as the desert patrol are inhabitants of this planets who are living on it as well they are mostly refugees and likewise mine the diamonds illegally. When their are battle on a particular geographical area on the planet, if the area fell unto their region they would relocate quickly to another region, their properties are disposable and mountable tech that is they live on made-shift tents. Rogers needed to hide as he could hear one of their vehicles coming up ahead, though it was only one vehicle that he could see . He felt for his penknife in his pocket and brought it out, just incase who knows. The vehicle stopped just in front of him with screeching tires, the engine humming like a wine-STUNGED BEE. Rogers breathed if this people would kill at least he would make sure he stabbed one of them on the neck with that he can have a peaceful demise. But if not…..

The windscreen slide down. A husky looking fellow with gigantic beards and a sunshield peeped from the automobile.

"Get in here soldier and drop that little steel back into your pocket, you ain't killing anybody anymore today" he said.

Rogers exhaled, at least this man doesn't seem like trouble but who knows. He obeyed and slide the penknife back into his pockets and then proceeded to hop into the back seat.

"What's your name soldier" the husky man asked as he steered the engine.

" Rogers...Rogers Silman"

"I am Ricmon...but my friends call me TITAN" the other man replied. " Take this...you must be dehydrated from the scorching sun out there"

He gave Rogers a water bottle. The soldier quickly took a gulp without hesitation.

"Damn planet with highest heat more than close to 45 degree Celsius." Titan said. " There are days it is even worse"

"Where are we going to" Rogers asked.

The husky man pointed at the windshield.

"I know you would ask about it. I was expecting you will definitely ask about it. We are the planet keepers most people know us as desert patrols we keep the diamonds safe...hahahha" Titan laughed.

"Okay." Rogers was calm maybe the desert patrol people weren't as bad as they were taught to know back in the base to be precise his own base...BASE Q33.

"I know what you might be thinking fellow" Titan said. He looked at Rogers through the mirror and then focused on the road.

"And what might that be"

" where is this fellow taking me to" Titan laughed." Well I am taking you to my camp or would I say the deset patrols camp. There you would get some food and enough water for that face of yours that's looking like you escaped a nuclear missile"

Rogers felt like laughing at this man jokes. But with soldiers you shouldnt show emotions that includes laughing to senseless jokes. He was begining to admire Titan or atleast he thought he was not so bad because if he was he wouldn't give him water to drink and like Titan says he is taking him to their camp for food and shelter till he figures out how he would reach the others. The others that has brought him to the question. How can he really reach them.

"Is a teleportation cellphone or a transmitter in your camp.?" Rogers asked.willingly.

"Ah yes there is one. What. You want to call your fellows"

" Yes I need to reach Megma my planet and inform my base of my whereabout." Rogers replied.

"Well you will get it Rogers. But can I tell you a secret"

"Okay. Go on" Rogers was attentive. Who knows what secret this jolly fellow was about to share.

" don't go asking for a transmitter or telephone in the camp. They might think you are calling enemies." Titan said more like in a whisper." Leave it to me I will bring you a transmitter without the others"

"Alright" Rogers knodded in affirmative.

" Aye here we are" TITAN yelled. He pointed again with confidence." Grasp yourself because the others would have see you don't tell them that you and your kind came to dominate just tell them plainly that you are a soldier from the infantry who has been fighting for the Peace keeping of this planet and your planet is emm..emm "Titan stammered" What is the name of your planet again."

"Megma" Rogers said.

"Aye yes Megma. You know what don't say much I will help you if need be"

Rogers was not quiet sure if the rest of the patrols would be as friendly much as Titan was. It looks like it wasn't going to be safe as much he thought likewise. Anyway they might consider him as a defenseless soldier that he was.

Entering the camp wasnt much. The road blockage was pieces of metal that was heavy but removable. The patrols some wore mask while others just tired handkerchiefs round their noses to help regulate the gaseous air, and others wore none.