Story [Issue 38] What You Don't See (Part One)

[mcmonkey25 717]

The alarmed went off, screeching into the silence. “We’re going out again boys, load her up and prepare for a nasty fight.”

 

This was the routine, every morning, when the call came, the machine had to be loaded with fuel, ammo, whatever it needed; the wheels had to be greased and supplies were put on board in preparation. “Where's she going to today boss?” asked Mark, head of technology and mobility.

 

“We gotta go to Serpuhov; another bleeding Deathmatch, surprised he ain’t bored of it yet.”

 

“Yeah, well those sure as hell are draining on us; 60 minutes of pure hell and a load of deaths later and all we get is the meagre amount of crystals to buy some supplies, or increase the damage. What does he want her with anyway?”

 

“It looks like a Ricochet and Viking job, but he wants us to use that Emerald paint on it, doubt there’ll be many Thunders so expect a bumpy ride until he changes.” The boss marched off towards the front of the garage and looked out over the battlefield. He’d seen it so many times now, and so had his boss. Every nook and cranny was known, every sniping spot, every drop zone, every gold box pad.

 

The boss sighed; “Here we go lads. Mark, stick to his plan. Will, be ready with that paint. As we don’t have Mammoth, you can store Vulcan away Kai, but remember to keep Railgun out, he likes to change to that. Let’s rock this pitch.

.....

 

60 minutes went by, and 5 equipment changes later, mcmonkey25 had pulled in 6000 crystals but at a cost.

 

“185 supplies used, 120 kills, 98 deaths. Below average, he’s slipping”

 

“Probably just tired, anyway, changing to Hammer and Hunter is what did it. No micro-upgrades and little skill… I’m surprised he’s even a Generalissimo”

 

“Give him a break,” uttered the boss, “if he doesn’t use it at all, there’s no point in him having it, he earned it anyway, it’s better out there than gathering dust in the garage like Freeze.”

 

“I just wish he stuck to what he knew, our statistics our lowering and it isn’t looking good if he wants to make SemiSeries”. Pod was the statistics technician. He flicked through numbers on an imaginary spreadsheet in his AI, seeing what chances mcmonkey25 had of winning a battle or catching a gold.

 

“Well Pod, talking about it isn’t going to get him anywhere, he needs to train, hopefully he’s picked something good.” As he spoke, the alarm went off and a large board of details came into view on the holo-screen.

 

“Sandbox XP/BP 4v4, BP and Emerald, he’s keeping it simple. Now I want him in that battle as soon as possible guys, we don’t want anyone running and we need some more crystals.”

 

“On it boss!” called Kai from the garage as he pulled out the correct equipment. Will painted the slightly rusted Wasp and oiled up its speedy wheels.

 

“Mark, you got a tough job remember, I want you to react as quickly as possible and make sure that if he wants to go left, he goes left!”

 

Battle Entered

Loading

Equipment accepted

3, 2, 1…

 

.....

 

Mark fell back onto his bed and let out a long sigh of relief.

 

“Man, tough day today; he was zipping around in that Wasp like a dog after a bone.”

 

“Tell me about it… Then that photoshoot with his friends, he was equipping combos quicker than I could change them. I could hear him getting frustrated with the speed but there wasn’t much I could do.” Kai picked up a copy of ‘Changing pace’, a manual obviously meant for people like him.

 

“We really need another guy, boss said he’d be getting one soon. No-one round here knows anything about crystal expenditure, we’re really wasting our time with some of these buys. I can’t do that percentage stuff, so I’m useless, it’s damn near impossible for me I’m telling you.”

 

Just then, there was a knock on the clunky metal door to the garage. Will jolted upright, having been woken from a rather violent dream.

 

“What was that? We can’t be being shot at?” Another knock, this time followed by a rather timid voice.

 

“Hello, this is mcmonkey25’s garage right? I haven’t got the wrong address?” A small grate in the door opened and the boss’ brilliant blue eyes stared piercingly at the man.

 

“This is there alright. What do you want? We haven’t got a delivery coming in, didn’t buy anything.”

 

“No, I’m not here to make a delivery; I’m Deano, your new mathematician. You called the agency about a week ago, said you wanted a guy, salary 3k a week.”

 

“That’s right. You’d better come in, it isn’t awfully safe out there nowadays, all sorts of crooks.”

 

Deano walked in to the staring eyes of the other men in the garage compartment. He managed a brief smile and sat down to the chair the boss had ushered him to.

 

Mark was the first to talk; “So, you’re the new maths whizz, right? Glad to meet you, I’m Mark. I work on mobility and all the machinery and stuff.”

 

The shortest of the men that walked up to Deano and offered him his hand. “I’m Will, I paint the tank and make sure it doesn’t rust nor squeak. The decorative stuff really.”

 

The last man smiled at him and gave an awkward wave. “Kai, equipment changes, the heavy lifting’s my thing. Lugging about the big stuff that these weaklings can’t handle.” He gave a friendly nudge to Mark and winked at Deano, assuring him that it was just banter.

 

Deano turned in his chair to face the older man who was stood behind, who had let him in. “Sorry, I didn’t quite catch your name.”

 

“You just call me the boss and we’ll get along fine,” he said, grinning at Deano. “You’d better get some rest though, we got a lot of talking to do tomorrow and I want you all up bright and early. He’ll probably be playing at 8am like he always does nowadays. A right pain he can be sometimes.”

 

The men laughed and then walked back to the dormitory. Deano put down his suitcase and went into what he thought was the bathroom, before finding himself in a storeroom.

 

“Hah, not that way! First door on your left before the entrance room,” announced Mark smirking as Deano left the room.

.....

 

Deano woke up to the smell of oil and the sound of something mechanical whirring. He rolled over flicked on his holo-pad and saw that he should have been awake 15 minutes ago.

 

“Am I late? So, so sorry, I think I overslept” declared Deano as he ran into the common room.

 

“Yes, you are, but not to worry, he’s oversleeping too, so we have time to discuss what we need to. Oh, and cereal is in the cupboard; Kai ate all the granola so you’re stuck with Shreddies.”

…..

 

After a quick shower, Deano went into the boss’ office. The desk was covered in papers filled with numbers, charts and diagrams, all from Pod’s database.

 

“That Pod is a real good piece of machinery, he’s kept everything ticking over for now, but we need you ‘cause we just don’t know what to buy anymore.”

 

“Well, how much we got coming in and what have we got in the bank?”

 

“Pod estimated 7k a day, with about one gold every three days. Add that to the 300k we’ve already got and that’s your lot.”

 

“Well, if that’s it, I had better start working out what we should and shouldn’t get. I’ve got some predictions on the sales as well as the distribution of our funds between Micro-upgrades, new equipment and supplies.” Deano pulled out his holo-screen and swiped, bringing up a large database of numbers and figures. He appeared to tap some in before pressing enter. The screen flickered with numbers as he turned it off. He looked up and smiled at the boss, who cocked an eyebrow, intrigued by the process.

 

“It’s a large, automated filing system, basically projects where money can go. I’ll plug in the percentages later and then see what crops up,” answered Deano smiling at, for once, having superior knowledge.

 

The alarm went off. “Great timing, you’d better find a nice viewing spot Deano, Massacre DM, it certainly lives up to its name,” the boss winked and then shouted more instructions to the other men.

 

“He wants Railgun and Hunter Kai. And Will, make sure that Needle is looking perfect, wouldn’t want to make us look bad in front of Deano. Mark, you get yourself ready, those hills are a real menace, even to a solid Hunter.”

 

He turned around to see Deano clutching a sideboard as the compartment lurched into movement, moving towards the battlefield. “You alright there kiddo?”

 

“Ummm… I-I’ve never seen a battle b-before. Let alone a t-t-tank in action.” Deano was slightly trembling.

 

“Well then why the hell did you sign up for this?” shouted the boss as the machine whirred louder and the whole garage rocked.

 

Battle Entered

Loading…

Equipment Accepted

3, 2, 1…

Dropping.

 

“Buckle up; you’re in for a bumpy ride Deano. There ain’t no turning back now.”

Edited January 7, 2018 by Hexed

[canadian_tank 226]

Is there 2 parts only? Can you add one more?

Edited August 15, 2015 by canadian_tank

[muhammad-raafay 3]

I dint even read!! Hahaha

[Helindu_2014 830]

3rd

[Shedinja 1,488]

An interesting concept. Interested to see how this plays out!

 

 

 

I dint even read!! Hahaha

3rd

Why do you people even post anything...  <_<

 

 

[anuclearbomb 220]

An interesting concept. Interested to see how this plays out!

 

 

 

Why do you people even post anything...  <_<

 

 

because they want their opinions to be heard (read)

 

 

nah they just want attention.

 

 

nice article congratulations ect, i'll get back to you on corrrections(rrrr)

Edited August 19, 2015 by anuclearbomb

[anuclearbomb 220]

 Every nook and cranny was known, every sniping spot, every drop zone every gold box pad.

 

 

 

ALL HAIL THE GRAMMAR NAZIS!!!

should there not be an and/ comma there?

(red underline) This is nitpicking, but a mistake is a mistake, otherwise perfect article(at least as far as i have found)

Deano? like the Flinstones dinosaur deano? 

EDIT: it's been fixed.

Edited August 19, 2015 by anuclearbomb

[sahl_super 157]

Intersting  :rolleyes:

[MiR4cUl0uS 815]

Intersting :wub: But why do you have to do this?

[Indra_Otsutsuki 329]

Awesome story telling mcmonkey25!

[mcmonkey25 717]

Is there 2 parts only? Can you add one more?

There may be more than two parts... maybe not... I don't even know myself yet

[MatjamRicochetShaft 30]

i love it! u need to do this more often! its like a real tank battle but in the form of Tanki! im going 2 do that-u know mcmonkey25, u could b a book writer. :)

[ReesAlvin 3]

i love it! u need to do this more often! its like a real tank battle but in the form of Tanki! im going 2 do that-u know mcmonkey25, u could b a book writer. :)

I totally agree. There is a little swearing, but other than that, your grammar was excellent, you had good perspective, the story was very fluent, and it went very well. Amazing Job! I love how it ends, nice cliffhanger!

[lordmostafa 3,821]

Quite the interesting read, honestly!! I really enjoyed the concept and the idea you have there! Can't wait for the second part :D

[Fahad776 0]

There may be more than two parts... maybe not... I don't even know myself yet

Dude.

[DireFlyer 454]

A very nice piece of writing. Enjoyed  it thoroughly :D, oh and have him stick with rail :ph34r:

[canadian_tank 226]

There may be more than two parts... maybe not... I don't even know myself yet

when is the next one?

[Claudiu 562]

LOL funny.