"Max" A female voice called out to me, are they calling me? I'm not max.
In an instant, my vision quickly came up. In front of me, a mountain, a snowy mountain, one so big that I can't even see the top. Covered in white clouds with snow falling down, looking to my right, I see 3 people, wearing the same outfit as the mercenaries of parabellum. Wait, is this just like what happened to me before when I was knocked out? Even though I see the mountain, I don't feel the cold, nor the feeling..... That this is me who is here, is this an out of body experience?
"Max" I hear a pat and my visions shifts to the left, to the person who was calling for Max.
"Max, were here. The mountain where were supposed to go to." The woman spoke through her mask.
In an instant, after she spoke, I feel myself jump out off bed in haste, in fear and bathed in sweat, is this me? is this my body and my room and not an illusion of someone else's? As I thought to myself with fear, I see that, on the desk there was a folder. Probably containing the report of our mission like the ones before. I step out of bed and retrieved the folder, inside contained what I expected, the report of our previous mission. Though this one was longer, now in separate pages. Guess I'll spend the waking minutes of mine just reading this report, i placed the 2 papers in the folder and placed it back, the paper left on my hand read "REPORT" Stamped in red on the top. The contents read:
"Report: 54 during the ambush, 127 confirmed kills on the warehouse, 12 on the convoy, 68 captured hostile insurgents, possible support from foreign organizations such as Burnwick. Weapons and medical supplies recovered from supply trucks in the convoy. Sustained 62 casualties during the entire mission and multiple destroyed or damaged vehicles. 108 injured overall in the mission. Support from Parabellum academy, payment successful and mission accomplished." Below the text were pictures of the surrendered insurgents, among pictures of crates possibly carrying the mentioned supplies, and the logo of Parabellum Academy in the middle. Wonder what the other 2 are.
Putting the 1st paper to the side away from the folder i grabbed the second one, this one had the words "New policy" Stamped on it, this is most likely talking about the restrictions. The paper read:
"Effective immediately, all missions that support, work for, or are under any military bidder will be cancelled and removed from the available missions. This is imposed due to a recent case of espionage of the Esterian Army on the Blue Arch mercenary academy, where multiple confidential files were reportedly stolen, though the thief and the mastermind of this theft were apprehended and arrested. To further strengthen security, all customers must not have mercenary companies collaborate with each other in any mission whatsoever unless authorized by the alliance governments. Fortunately, any wealth accumulated prior to the restrictions can be kept. All mercenaries performing missions ordered by military customers have been recalled and compensated for the waste of their time. This restriction though will have grave consequences on all mercenary companies as military joint missions are one of the most profitable tasks many companies have. Though with this setback, a slow surge in previously minor missions from different customers has been spotted which may be a silver lining for us mercenaries. Any mercenary caught performing missions with any military customer will be placed in a facility cell for approximately 2 weeks. Continued offenses will result in complete removal of the title of mercenary and removal of all wealth as well as weapons of the mercenary, a new mercenary will replace the disgraced mercenary as soon as possible. Thank you for understanding and deepest apologies for this sudden change."
Anyone found helping the military will be imprisoned huh? This seems too excessive for many nations to have this policy, but security first i suppose. The first one was a report, while the 2nd is about the new restrictions. What's the third one about? Putting the 2nd paper aside i grab the last paper, this one read "New suppliers" The paper showed pictures of logos, below each one is the name of the logo, the name of the company. A small text lies on top of the logos. It read: New weaponry companies as well as new products. Enjoy the new and sudden sale of weapons, have fun with your new weapons!"
It showed logos of new companies before, but some i recognized such as Stormer Corps. Well that's done. I placed the 3 pieces of paper back into the folder. I suppose i will shower to start the day fresh, i step inside the bathroom and begin my normal routine of bathing, shower and clean clothes.
After bathing and cleaning my clothes, i am now ready for the day, i wonder what i will do now. I suppose eating first won't be the issue, with the door open i see Alina, on the couch holding a book in her hand. As i step out, she looks at me.
"Hi Damon." Alina lifts her hand to wave at me, and looks back to her book.
""Did you see the folder as well?" Alina turns a page on her book as she asks.
"Yeah, one about the report, another about the restrictions, and the last one about our new suppliers."
"Are there any injuries on your body, or any scarring?"
"None at all, not even the slightest hint of scarring." Alina looks back at me, with a confused expression on her face.
"You heal that fast? That is astounding."
"What are you reading?" I ask Alina.
"It's a book about medical supplies, reading it, the military have a far more advanced medical equipment than the civilian populace." Alina replied.
"This is better for me since I'm the medic in this team, but don't worry you don't seem to have any issues with getting shot at. Right Damon?" Alina chuckles for a bit and looks at me.
"Ok I'm sorry."
A brief silence followed as the both of us stand quietly, not knowing what to say next. Maybe since she works in the medical field she may know a thing or two about this trance and the visions i have.
"Alina, umm. Is it normal to have a sort of trance? When you fire a gun at an enemy then feel as if your body was taken over and something else was making you shoot the enemy?"
"Hmmm." Alina thought for a second.
"I haven't heard of any trance, but I do know that the more times a merc fires at the enemy, shooting will become a reflex. So I suppose that your trance is just something like that. Only caused from shooting at the enemy, that your mind will do it for you." Alina explained. She's probably right, the amount of times I fought. My brain is now accustomed to it, but at least it makes shooting easier. What about the visions though.
"Alina what about visions of sorts, like you see through other people whenever you're unconscious or asleep, because this thing recently happened where I will see through someone else's eyes."
"That I can't explain Damon, i haven't heard anything like that happening. You sure it's not just very wild dreams?" It can't be dreams, unless my new trait is having very active and realistic dreams. Guess I can just sit on the couch with her and think of what I can do.
"I guess I have all my questions answered now, can I sit on the couch?" I ask Alina.
"Sure, nobody's stopping you." Alina replied.
Sitting on the couch i contemplate on what to do, man doing things during relaxing period and not on missions is boring. Eating is the first thing on my mind but what about after that, the paper did say that we may not have much missions anymore, not in the first half at least. A new mission is probably gonna show up in 2 weeks.
I should get breakfast now, maybe i can think better on a full stomach.
"Alina I'm heading to the cafeteria for now."
"Alright, take care." I stand up and wave goodbye to Alina.
I walked to the cafeteria surrounded by mercenaries again chit-chatting.
I get to the cafeteria, which has many more people than before. I spot a vacant table, guess I'll see what the food is first. Walking to the counter, they served coffee, and pancakes already topped with syrup and even chocolate syrup. Now THIS is a breakfast. I get pancakes and coffee then walked to the vacant table which still stayed vacant.
I begin eating the pancakes, slowly chewing the hot pancakes. people come and go in the cafeteria as many finish while others begin eating breakfast, maybe I will buy another weapon or explore the facility again, but for now I shall eat.