By the time I injected my last stimulant into my neck, I could already feel my partially vaporized intestines slowly regenerating while my helmets round camera lenses scanned everyone's bodies making their statuses appear in my HUD view as I did first squads alpha group together with Lilith's platoons second in command Wolf and platoons paramedic Catherine finally caught up to me.
"Jesus christ captain we need to get you to medbay and put you inside a regeneration tank asap."
Catherine cried out after seeing my injury as she ran up to me and was about to pull me to the medbay by force.
"I'll be able to heal on my own save the regeneration fluid for them they can't heal as fast and efficiently as I can and that's an order sergeant."
I ordered as I pried Catherine's hand off my right arm while pointing with my head at my injured soldiers and after picking up my rifle started walking back to my room.
"Captain don't do this to me the boss lady is going to skin me alive after hearing about this!"
Catherine practically begged me.
"If she does try it tell her ill beat the living shit out of her to the point she won't be able to come out of a regeneration tank for a month."
I said as I disappeared back into the darkness while the alpha group and Wolf started picking up the injured into a princess carry after checking their conditions the same way I did.
Fuck! What sins did I commit in my previous life to get commanders like those two psychos?!
Catherine cursed as she joined the alpha group while tears were practically rolling down her cheeks already just thinking of how pissed off Lilith will be that she failed to talk her stepbrother into going to the medbay.
...
"Fucking spores I fucking hate those cunts! They are fucking harder to kill than fucking cockroaches!"
I cursed under my breath after entering my room as I mentally order my microchip to disengage my exoskeleton armors magnetic and mechanical locks.
[Magnetic and mechanical locks disengaged]
Came my microchips notification as I started taking off my armor starting with my helmet.
Revealing my white hair with my back and sides shaved clean and tied into a high bun, ears with black ring earrings, red eyes with dark circles under my eyes, 20 years old looking above average European pale face covered in surgical and battle scars.
"Urghhh."
I grunted in pain as I took off my armored vest and armor plates from my body because I was no longer in DAM and since the mode was still at its experimental stage I couldn't just turn off my pain receptors individually just like the exoskeleton armor which by this point had only 3 percent of energy left and I couldn't turn my mode back on because my sore and itching all over the body was already at its limits.
Cough*Cough*Cough*
I coughed out a mouthful of blood onto my floor as I took off my mechanical exoskeleton and my black skintight environmental control suit revealing my 6.3 feet tall naked muscular and ripped body covered in scars with a perfectly V-shaped tattooed top with wide shoulders and my mangled, rusted and wore down 30 years old dog tags resting between my bulky pecks.
Fuck! To think that their so dumb yet so fucking hard to kill thank god these sons of bicthes haven't visited the sol system otherwise the navy would be fucked if at least one of the motherships survived an engagement with them and reproduced.
I cursed to myself once again as I dragged my dead tired body into my shower cabin which was barely big enough for me to fit in to take a cold shower to cool off my burning body which was another side effect of DAM.
As the cold water trailed down my sweaty burning body cooling it off I scheduled a meeting for all the ships departments heads through my microchip and sent out the order to the ship's computer which notified all the heads only for the KIA list sent by AM to pop out in my view.
"Fuck..."
I cursed out under my breath as I turned off my shower and after pressing a button made the metal sink extend from the shower's front wall.
Then after drenching my face with cold water I raised my head and looked at my faces reflection inside my mirror which was something straight out of a horror movie.
My skin was that of a corpse with open rotted wounds in which maggots were squirming and feasting on my rotten flesh while my red eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were bleeding with my rotten blood.
"You failed your soldiers again! They put their trust in you and now they're dead! You bring nothing but death and destruction to all those around you and everywhere you go! You should just put a bullet into your brain and die already!"
My reflection screamed at me in a blood-freezing and soul-shattering voice only to disappear after I shattered my mirror with my right fist.
"Shut the fuck up you're too noisy."
I murmured under my breath as I started taking out shards from my barely bleeding knuckles as my blood coagulated immediately.
...
As I reached the conference room's door the two military police guards fully geared up in the same equipment the marines were using with one of them with the white skull paint job on his helmet snapped to attention and saluted me.
As they did I saluted them back.
"ATTENTION!"
As I entered the room full of smoke because of the smoking addicts after the MP soldier without the paint job lovered the doors lever and opened them Lilith gave the command at top of her lungs causing all the people inside to immediately stand up from their chairs and snap to attention.
"At ease."
I gave the command as I sat down on my chair at the large rectangular holographic tables front, removed my beret from my head, and placed it onto the table while taking out my vape and inhaling deeply.
"First things first the burial ceremony for the dead crewmembers will be held at 00.00 ships time inside the hangar bay since the second squad is out of commission for the time being only the first and third marines squads will serve as the honor guards any questions sergeant major Lilith?"
I said as puffed out a cloud of smoke from my mouth.
"No sir!"
The visibly pissed off at me Lilith but was as professional as she could be answered as she stood up, snapped to attention, and sat back down.
"Alright since chief Mark is currently recovering in medbay I will skip the things concerning the engineering and cut to the chase."
After I said this I inhaled my vape once again while my officers who already knew what I was going to say but wanted to hear me say it to kill all their lingering doubts and hopes for good turned their heads in unison and looked at me.
"Unless the wormhole leading back to Earth opens up again somehow we're not going anywhere so we just do what we came here to do, we drop onto the planet, kill anything that stands in our way, and build a home for ourselves it's simple as that any questions?"
"Yes sir what about the natives? Our satellites have clearly identified signs of intelligent life forms who seem to be in a medieval period, do we also kill them no questions asked or do we try to negotiate with them?"
Senior lieutenant Beowolf with strong german features built like a hulk who was the head of CIC and commander of MP, also Wolf's big brother asked me after standing up as he placed his cigarette bud into the ashtray.
"That depends on the natives if they're cooperative we will absorb them into our ranks that is of course if the experimental language translators that we brought even work and if they don't well senior lieutenant Beowolf you know the drill better than me."
"Understood sir no more questions."
Beowolf said with a fucked up grin as he sat back down.
"Captain since we're staying for good the no fertilization protocols are no longer valid right?"
Senior lieutenant Natasha who was Catherine's lover with assets befitting her slavic blood asked.
"Yes, they're no longer valid so prepare to perform baby deliveries any more questions, Natasha?"
"No Captain."
"Any more questions?"
I asked as I scanned the room.
"No? Then your all dismissed."
As everyone left the room I finally couldn't hold it in because the morphine in my body was wearing off already.
I inserted my hand into my right thighs pocket only to find it empty.
"Fuck!"
I cursed out as I banged my head into my chair violently in a fit of anger from the inhuman pain of my intestines slowly piecing themselves back and my burning stomach wound closing itself which was increasing by the second.