System Wars: Here Comes the Heroes!-Chapter 36: Rampage

The Salbanbo "High Yield"-Class Carrier-Freighter, or HY for short, is the main workhorse for the Salbanbo Empire's navy because it had the highest usefulness-to-cost ratio that the Grand Accountants of the Forbidden Bank had managed to calculate to date.

With a length of 700 meters and a width of 300 meters, the HY ships were able to house multiple regiments, work vehicles, and harvested materials with extra comfort.

Granted, the living quarters are essentially multiple pod hotels stacked upon one another, but the salarysoldiers of Salbanbo understood it was all for the greater profit.

However, there was a weird structural flaw to the HY ships that was never addressed due to the simple fact that it was too costly to fix.

Every single HY ship in existence has their main thermal exhaust port located at the very top of the ship and was constructed in such a way that one could technically fire a well-placed missile and destroy the whole ship in an instant by blowing up the power reactor.

Not only that, but this main thermal exhaust port actually branches out to the rest of the ship in order to move some of the heat around as a means of maintaining a relatively warm and comfortable work environment.

But, this also meant that someone could technically scale the vent and go anywhere around the ship however they pleased.

Of course, someone had to be absolutely insane to travel through a thermal exhaust in such a manner.

___________Speaking of insanity__________

'Hmmm, this vent is getting hotter and hotter the longer I travel down it,' Tin Star observed as he kept diving downwards, feeling the wind whistling past him. 'I think I should probably bail before I hit that heat source.'

During this descent, Tin Star noticed that there were multiple holes to his left and right that seemed to lead elsewhere. As to where those holes led to, he had no idea.

'Eenie, meanie, minnie-this one.'

BANG!

Figuring that one tunnel was as good as any other, Tin Star proceeded to fire off a bullet to his left and launch himself into a tunnel on his right and began rolling down it like he had just fallen down a large hill.

Which wasn't entirely inaccurate.

'Rolling, rolling, rolling. Rolling, rolling, rolling...'

All good things had to come to an end though, as Tin Star eventually rolled right through a heating grate and into a large storage room.

Clatter!

To be more precise, Tin Star found himself parsing through a storage room that appeared to be designed for weapons and armor, which mostly consisted of mass-produced rifles, armor of questionable quality, helmets of even more questionable quality, and a whole mess of random gadgets.

"Hmm."

Lifting a rifle from the rack, Tin Star held it in his hands and began to mimic how he thought the Salbanbo soldiers made use of them. Thanks to his [Gun-Fu] skill, Tin Star had an innate sense on the benefits and drawbacks of any firearms he could get his hands on.

As such, he was able to break down the SE-SR-ZX800 in a mere instant.

"Energy-based magazine that carries an abysmal charge, so it necessitates someone to carry multiples. An adjustable power dial that controls the power of a sound-based projectile that's most effective against solid pieces of armor and objects as opposed to composite and pieces, but it has a fatal flaw that causes the rifle to explode if subjected to a frequency above its safety threshold... hmmm."

Tin Star wasn't entirely sure why, but he had a feeling he had just jinxed a whole lot of random strangers.

__________Cue the scene change...________

"Blast him! Blast him!"

BAM! BAM!

"It's not working! It's not working!"

BOOM!

"My insurance premiums!"

After Gaia Mask (SK), declared his intentions to the Salbanbo warriors, he immediately followed it with a rampage of epic proportions.

Referencing several comic supervillains with amorphous bodies, Gaia Mask proceeded to stretch, expand, and harden their sandy limbs in order to inflict maximum damage against the Salbanbo soldiers and their hovertanks. On occasion, he would even pick up a hovertank and toss it like a toy car into another, causing additional collateral damage.

During this rampage, Gaia Mask was worried about getting eviscerated by the sonic rifles that the Salbanbo were using to shatter the Lumenlithics. As it turned out though, he had nothing to worry about.

"Weapons are ineffective! They were not designed to damage swarm-like beings!"

"We need a different type of ammunition!"

"We have no other types of ammunition!"

The salbanbo weapons were apparently designed to destroy solid objects that were a uniform whole, and not collective piles of smaller objects, so the blasts of sand didn't do much except tickle his body.

Not only that, Gaia Mask learned a neat little trick partway through his rampage.

"Possible road to profit: we maximize the power of the blasters!"

"Agreed."

PWEEEE!

"Fire!"

BOOM!

"Crystal Guard!'

BOOM!

"Gah!"

"My rifle insurance!"

"Hah! Consider that the price for harvesting innocent people!" Gaia Mask roared as he dismissed the crystals on his back.

"Haha! Well said, Gaia Mask!" Platiknight praised with his full chest.

Using [Gaia Guardian], Gaia Mask was able to create crystal resonators across his body and amplify the soundwaves produced by the blasters.

This sounded counterintuitive at first, but then SK realized that the blasters couldn't handle being exposed to frequencies higher than some unknown limit.

He wasn't entirely sure what occurred, but the blasters became useless when subjected to the sounds produced by resonating crystals, with some even exploding in the process.

Regardless, thanks to this development and the fact that the Salbanbo soldiers couldn't do any meaningful damage to him, SK found himself having already finished about half of the objectives in regards to his latest quest.

'A dozen or so down, another dozen to go...'

_____Now let's change the scene back_____

"Yeah, none of this stuff is going to fit my frame," Tin Star concluded after looking over the armor in the arsenal. "Let's just practice stealth...and good old-fashioned burglary."

Once he had confirmed it'd be easier to move in his current outfit, Tin Star proceeded to leave the arsenal via the automatic door after he had stolen a spare security key that was left in the arsenal.

Checking to his left and right, he saw that the door was connected to a hallway that led to a dead end and a T-section that had indecipherable signage.

"Damn," Tin Star cursed. "Why wasn't I written with language skills in mind?"

Pulling an old silver dollar from his pockets, Tin Star was about to flip to determine whether or should go left or right.

"Heads I got left. Tails I go-"

"BAAARRGGGHHH! LET ME OUT, YOU SLIMY BASTARDS! I'LL TURN YOUR INNARDS INTO STREAKMARKS AND YOUR BANKS INTO PARKING LOTS!"

"What the hell?"

That is, until he heard the screams of a cybernetic voice yelling obscenities and threats of violence. coming from the hall to his right.

"Well, it sounds like there's a party happening over here," Tin Star determined after hearing the ruckus.

A few quick steps, some fast turns here and there followed by a well-timed somersault, and Tin Star eventually arrived at where the yelling was come from: a little room that appeared to be a prison hold of some kind.

At least, that's what he assumed when he saw a series of empty prison cells that made use of forcefield technology, with the only occupied one being guarded by a pair of nasty looking cyborg lizards armed with those shoddy sonic rifles.

The source of the screaming was none other than this lone occupant, a strange looking cyborg humanoid with what appeared to be engine pipes sticking out of his backs, a speedometer over his heart and a pair of oversized technoboots that looked like they could walk any surface.

At least, that's what Tin Star assumed when he saw the cyborg run across his cell's floors, walls, ceiling, and barrier door.

Conveniently placed above the barrier was a monitor displaying the identity of the cyborg, alongside a list of crimes and a bounty price.

...

Wanted: Nitropulse

Bounty: 50000066 Units.

Crimes:

Galactic lane robbery

Larceny

Grand Larceny

Salbanbo Insurance Fraud

Dine-and-dashing

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Noise pollution.

57+ Others.

Description:

A heavily modded Gaboren from the Leo Star Cluster. Took out a loan from the Salbanbo Bank of Commerce #774 and used the funds to install a highly experimental mental and physical accelerator.

Reward to be claimed from the planet of Xelva-55, once handed over to the Grand Damiyo of the System.

...

"Release me from this cell, you money-grubbing parasites! Or face my wrath!" Nitropulse roared as the engine in his chest began revving and roaring.

"Cease wasting your voice units," the Salbanbo guard growled back. "You are overdrawing my patience."

"Well then, I guess now is a bad time for me to tell you to reach for the sky, huh?"

"Huh?!"

"Where did this intruder come from?!"