directed by=Todd Haynes
Country=USA
scores=28371 vote
genres=Biography, History
Writed by=Nathaniel Rich
Duration=2 Hours, 6 Minute
Dark waters.

It's nice story, but it's too long
no need for all the 2hours

[ first] [ prev] [ First Appearance] [ next] TOP SECRET - NOFORCON - NOXENOCON SIGMA (BLUE LEMUR) // 50 // CONFED Kteshaka'an was an Unified Outer Rims system halfway between the Great Gulf and the Unified Inner Systems, firmly in the Unified Out Rim. It was an agricultural system with moderate resource extraction. Three planets firmly in the green zone providing food for nearly 200 systems, the great gas refineries and the asteroid extraction and smelting facilities providing raw materials to the great factory worlds of the Inner Systems. For two thousand years the lemur who evolved on the middle planet of the Green Zone had been pacified. The birthrate had been controlled through genetic engineering, their numbers diminished to sustainable levels so that after their system resources were collected the species would still survive according to the Unified Science Council. The Lanaktallan had ensure that the species would be a net contributor to the galactic system rather than net consumers and for 2, 000 years had carefully nurtured the system so they could harvest the fruit of the largess of the system. Then the Precursors had came. The Lanaktallan had fled the system or entered shelters to protect them until the Precursor machines left. Even worse, the humans had arrived right after. The Lanaktallan had watched from their shelters and from their ships as the Terrans arrived, clashed with the Precursors with a fleet that kept arriving during the battle, getting larger and larger as time went by, and refused to withdraw even after taking more than 10% casualties. Finally the Terrans drove out the Precursors and began landing on the planet. Massive dropships that disgorged robotic soldiers, Terrans in heavy armor, tanks, artillery, air defense, and many other craft and personnel. Ustelet was a Hakanian, one of the small people who had managed to evolve on the middle planet of the three in the Green Zone. He had been raised to care for the Overseer's gardens outside of their luxury apartment. When he was done tending the garden, he received his rations for the day and was allowed to return to the burrows that the Overseers allowed them. He had watched the Overseers enter their shelter, stood there in the garden and watched as the doors closed and the tube had retracted into the ground with a hum. For a long time he didn't know what to do, so he went through the manor and cared for the plants. When darkness came he went back to his burrow. There he heard others repeating the same thing. Many were worried, no ration coupons had been given out and the dispensers would not give any food without the coupons. Ustelet and his warren-mates had huddled together, worrying about the lack of food. The next day the houses were still empty. Ustelet wandered around, caring for the plants, then went and stood in front of the computer terminal that was supposed to give him a ration coupon. It was dark, silent, even when he risked touching it a few times. He and the rest of his warren-mates went to bed hungry. The next morning Ustelet had been walking to his place of employment. The shuttles had shut down, just sitting in the street, when he had spotted something new. A group of Hakanian females, all walking down the street, holding infants, leading children, looking around with wide eyes. Ustelet had run forward, stopping and looking at the female. She had stared at him, fascinated by the way he looked. She was a house servant by the name of Elleft. She and other female house servants had heard crying and investigated. They found infant and child Hakanians in a building and had rescued them. Then they had started walking, looking to see if anyone had food. In desperation Ustelet had opened an Overseer food box, handing out the food to the females. He waited for an Overseer to rush up and chastise him, maybe even hurt him, for opening the box, but nothing happened. That night, many of the Hakanians did not return to their warrens. Instead, they sat out in the green places, where there were trees, bushes, plants, and pools of water, and watched the bright flashes in the sky. They oohed and ahhed over the flashes, the streaks, the patterns in the sky. The next morning they began to leave the cities, streaming out into the fields and farms and great sculpted parks. They ate what they could, drank from they could, as they left the cities. Ustelet stayed in the city. He painted arrows to where food plants were, to where water was, and wandered the empty streets. On his travels he found a display screen. On it he managed to puzzle out the meaning of the pictures. The pictures were asking if he needed help. If any of the Hakanians needed help. He pressed the icon that he needed help. The icons asked if someone could come in to help him. Looking around the empty street, where litter was blowing around despite his attempts to pick it up, he wondered why someone would ask that. He pressed yes and forgot about it. Two more days, searching the city during the day and watching the flashes in the skies at night, and he met a creature. It was big, black, made of some kind of metal that was dark it almost hurt his eyes, that seemed as if it should gleam but did not. It was bipedal like him, only it stood straight up and was huge compared to him. It had glowing blue eyes. It knelt down, and using Overseer speech, asked if he needed help. Ustelet answered that he was looking for lost females and immature Hakanians. The big one promised to help, then began to follow him around the city. Ustelet saw other bipeds, some as big as the one that followed him with thudding footsteps and the faint sound of humming, others smaller but harder to see, as if their clothing was blurring into the background. Twice he encountered females holding children being loaded into vehicles. He worried, until he was allowed to accompany the vehicle. The vehicle, driven by two of the smaller bipeds, took the females and the little ones to the farms outside the cities. There he saw the smaller bipeds, with the larger ones standing around, handing out food, blankets, water, toys, and in some cases even helping out by giving females and little ones medical care. Ustelet went back to the city, helping the search. On the fifth night, the flashes, began a crescendo and then slowly stopped right before dawn. That day he still searched, eating when he could, drinking for the stale tepid water when he found it, but found nobody. He headed toward where the ships came from the sky and looked around. He had always been curious about it, but had never been allowed near it. There were no Overseers to chase him away. He sat on some boxes and stared at all the wondrous things. He slept inside a mass transit vehicle, for Overseers not for Hakanians, then got up to wander about the massive building. He found abandoned luggage, rotting food, and litter scattered everywhere. A roar got his attention and he ran to the window to see what it was, his natural curiosity getting the better of him. Ships started landing. The Overseers began to return. Tubes of metal raised up out of the ground, doors opening, and Overseers came out. The tubes rose again and again, more and more Overseers coming out. He ran out to the big black biped, who's eyes were still glowing blue, standing next to it and watching as the tubes came up and the Overseers exited the tubes. "They left you here to die, " the big black biped rumbled in Overspeech. "They went away, " Ustelet replied, half agreeing. Ustelet saw his own Overseer and the family leave a tube. The female trotted over, reaching down and grabbing Ustelet's ear. "Why are you not tending my garden, slave? " Madame Overseer harrumphed. "You will docked ration coupons for every wilted leaf. " "Release him, " the big biped ordered, stepping in between them. The Madame Overseer gave a blubbering exhale of shock, clopping backwards. She motioned to the nearby Security and Social Police. Four of them came trotting over, three holding sting-sticks, the fourth holding a thing that Ustelet had never seen. "This, this... creature, interfered with my discipline of my slave, " Madame Overseer harrumphed. "Teach it a lesson. " "This system is under Terran Confederacy Martial Law, " the biped said, the words vibrating Ustelet's fur. "Kneel down and put your gripping hands behind your head, " an Socio-Police Overseer stated, galloping nervously around the big figure. "Or be prepared to be negatively stimulated. " "An assault upon one is an assault upon all, " the big biped rumbled. "There is no need for violence. " The Overseers jabbed the big biped with the sting-sticks. Ustelet closed his eyes, not wanting to see the big biped fall down and foam at the mouth. He wished he didn't have to hear the scream. "This is a violation of Terran Confederacy Martial Law Statues, " the biped rumbled. Ustelet heard more sting-sticks go off. "You are assaulting a member of the Confederate Marine Corps, a duly recognized and bonded authority during this period of Martial Law, " the biped said. Ustelet opened his eyes just as the Socio-Police Overseer with the strange thing lifted the long object to its shoulder and pointed it at the big black biped. More Overseer Socio-Police had shown up. Ustelet could even see LawSec and CorpSec surrounding the biped, that had moved away from Ustelet, who was now forgotten. "Do not, " the biped started. The long thing the Overseer was holding gave a loud crack and a line connected the biped with the object for an eye-watering second. The biped still stood there, a light smear on its chest. "First violation. Transmitting to Command and JAG, " it stated. Several of the Socio-Police and LawSec drew their weapons. Ustelet had seen the SocioPolice and Corpsec use those weapons to kill unlucky Hakanians who had been accused of violations of the Social Order Policy. He winced, but watched, as he had forced himself to watch the executions. More of the bipeds were showing up, only to be immediately surroudned by the Overseers with weapons drawn. "This area is under Confederate Martial Law. Set down your weapons and raise your hands, " one of the smaller bipeds stated. Ustelet saw he had a sword in a sheathe on his hip that was longer than Ustelet was tall. One of the LawSec sneered and spit cud on the ground at the bipeds feet. "This is corporate property. We do not recognize your authority. " Another LawSec, with a much more ornate sash, pointed at the smaller biped. "Execute this fool as a lesson to his compatriots. " A LawSec turned and fired, hitting the biped in the chest. The biped looked down at the impact point, which had not even marred his strange clothing that kept changing colors. "SECOND VIOLATION! " all of the bigger ones intoned. Ustelet saw the big black biped's eyes all go from blue to green. Ports opened on their backs and large tubes rose out of their backs, connected to their bodies by chains of smaller tubes. "You don't want to do this, " the smaller biped said. "You can still stand down. " The LawSec Overseer with all the flashy stuff on his sash clopped forward, pressed his pistol against the biped's exposed forehead, beneath the short black hair but above the mechanical eyes. And pulled the trigger. The biped's head didn't move and when the LawSec Overseer drew back the smoking pistol all that showed was a purple mark that faded to red and vanished between one breath and the next. "THIRD VIOLATION! " all of the big ones stated. "COMMAND AND JAG JUSTIFICATION REACHED! " Their eyes went to amber, the same as the small bipeds, all the mechanical eyes turning color at the same time. Ustelet watched as swords were pulled out. Not clean edged metal but ones with edges that roared and blurred and rattled. The biped that had been shot in the head pulled his out, the blade going from choppy looking to a blurry roar, and swung it at the Overseer, hitting the centuar-like creature at the base of the upper torso. Blood sprayed as the sword howled, tissue gobbets sprayed across the street, bone and cartilage was ripped apart, and the sword tore free. The Overseer didn't even scream, just fell into two pieces, its mouth working. All around Ustelet the bipeds set to work with swords. Two of the larger ones turned and faced vehicles, the tubes on their back suddenly vomiting flame as a loud BRRRRRRRRT sounded and what looked like a solid beam of light connected the biped to a LawSec vehicle. The LawSec vehicle suddenly exploded as it was ripped lengthwise down the side. Ustelet dove to the ground, covering his head. Loud thudding footsteps sounded and a black armored foot was on either side of him. Ustelet looked up just in time to see the big black biped rip the Madame Overseer down the torso with the sword, flesh and blood spraying from the rapidly moving teeth on the edge of the blade. Overseers were screaming, pushing to get away, trampling at each other. SOme were shooting around themselves with pistols, forgetting their LawSec and CorpSec training as they tried to keep the crowd from knocking them over. A shot hit one of the smaller bipeds. The big one standing over Ustelet turned and the tubes over his shoulder roared again. BRRRRRRT! The crowd just... dissolved as the twin beams of light swept across it. The Overseers, those nigh-on gods to Ustelet and his people, exploded into rags of bloody flesh. In a few moments it was over, the street cleared of Overseers. "Are you all right, Colonel? " one of the smaller ones asked the one who had been shot in the head. "Yes. Drop the Marines. I want this place locked down. Eject the Lanaktallans. We'll sweep the system, make sure they're all gone, and turn the place over to the natives, " 'Colonel' said. He walked over to the huddled Ustelet. "I'm not going to hurt you. None of us are, " the 'Colonel' said. He knelt down, holding out his hand. Ustelet took it carefully and was surprised that he was gently helped to his feet. "We are the Terran Confederacy, " he said. "How may we help? DO NOT DISTRIBUTE NOT FOR PUBLIC RELEASE ---------NOTHING FOLLOWS---------.

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Reviewed in the United States on December 8, 2019 Format: Prime Video “Dark Waters” Distributed by Focus Features, 126 Minutes, Rated PG-13, Released November 22, 2019: There’s a scene in the 1976 political drama “All the President’s Men” in which Dustin Hoffman and Robert Redford as Washington Post reporters Carl Bernstein and Bob Woodward need to request from a Library of Congress staff member every checkout slip processed in the past three years in one of the largest libraries in the world. “I’m not sure you want ‘em, ” the sympathetic librarian tells them, “but I got ‘em. ” And in the next shot, the camera slowly pans upward to see the two reporters beginning to sift through tables and tables filled with hundreds of thousands of library checkout slips, in an attempt to find a single clue which will help them to solve the mystery behind the Watergate break-in. There’s a similar scene in “Dark Waters, ” the new fact-based legal thriller from Focus Features now playing in movie theaters across the United States. In the scene, the intrepid attorney played by actor Mark Ruffalo requests from the gigantic DuPort chemical conglomerate records of research material related to the manufacture of one specific compound. In reluctant compliance with the request--as well as an effort to discourage any future investigation by the government--DuPort sends the attorney dozens and dozens of packing crates filled with records. And with a sigh, Ruffalo as the attorney hunkers down in his law firm’s conference room to begin the Sisyphean task of examining the hundreds of thousands of documents, one by one. Both scenes are important to their pictures’ narratives, enormously revealing background touches in unusually engrossing movies. The purpose of the segments is plain--that any result, is desirable enough, is worth working for. If “Dark Waters” and 2000’s “Erin Brockovich” were playing as a double feature at a drive-in theater, you might feel compelled to leave halfway through the second matter which picture played first. But sometimes surface resemblances can be misleading--while the two pictures have similarities and both are informative and richly entertaining movies, a major difference is that the older picture’s conclusion is more because the events of “Dark Waters” are still playing out. Adapted by screenwriters Mario Correa and Matthew Michael Carnahan from writer Nathaniel Rich’s New York Times Magazine article “The Lawyer Who Became DuPont’s Worst Nightmare, ” in “Dark Waters” a successful and upwardly mobile attorney for a prosperous corporate legal firm places his carefully-plotted career on hold to help a rural farmer pursue a complaint of a local refinery’s waste water is poisoning his discovers that the case leads to the highest echelons of corporate America. If neither DuPont nor Teflon are among the sponsors for this year’s Academy Awards broadcast, don’t be surprised to find Mark Ruffalo’s name among the Best Actor nominees for his role in “Dark Waters. ” Ruffalo is the rare performer who puts his money where his mouth is--a dedicated social activist as well as a gifted actor. When the actor combines the two pursuits, people tend to take notice: 2015’s Academy Award-winning “Spotlight” is an example. In “Dark Waters, ” Ruffalo seems to be trying hard to blend into the ensemble--after adding a few pounds to portray the real-life Robert Bilott, the actor resembles Oliver Platt--but his talent, and his social conscience, shine through in every scene. “Dark Waters” is good, solid, smart motion picture entertainment. You have to work a little to keep up with the plot development--this is one picture for which your ninth grade chemistry will come in handy--and the picture’s conclusion isn’t completely reassuring. The ultimate message is as sobering and troubling as it is inspiring: ”THEY don’t protect us--WE protect us. ” But if you think about it, that’s what Jefferson, Hamilton, Adams, and the other founding fathers were telling us all along. Supporting Ruffalo, Anne Hathaway disguised in a succession of unflattering black wigs is wasted in a nothing role as Ruffalo’s brittle wife, but the reliable old pro Bill Pullman has fun in a showy little role as a seasoned and wiley small-town country lawyer who’s amused to find himself taking on big business for the first time in his career. And ubiquitous supporting player Bill Camp has the role of a lifetime, so persuasive as the crusty West Virginia rancher whose problems set the plot in motion that the viewer might well mistake him for the real deal. Directed by Todd Haynes, “Dark Waters” is earning superb reviews from the critics, including an approval rating of 97% from Rotten Tomatoes and 93% from Metacritic. The picture’s been gaining momentum at the box office--originally placed into a limited release pattern in only five locations across the United States and Canada, the film expanded into 94 theaters during its second week and entered the Box Office Mojo charts in eighteenth place. Now playing in 2012 theaters across the US--about half the number as, say, “Frozen II”--the picture has risen to an impressive sixth place in the Box Office Mojo Top Ten. “Dark Waters” is rated PG-13 for some disturbing images, and strong language. Reviewed in the United States on December 6, 2019 Format: Prime Video This is what cinema should be, but very rarely is... a film that deepens our understanding of our world and our lives with drama, script and performances. In the end, it might even save our lives. Thank you, Mark Ruffalo, Todd Haynes, you did yourselves proud. Reviewed in the United States on February 21, 2020 Format: Prime Video Verified Purchase WOW!!! OUTSTANDING CINEMA!!! Heart-felt, well executed, powerful drama!!! All-star cast delivers first-class performances!!! Fact based thriller that will keep you glued to the screen!!! Mark Ruffalo did an outstanding job of being loveabley believable!!! In the vein of CLASS ACTION or A CIVIL ACTION,... yet horrifyingly true!!! PERFECT PURCHASE!!! For your family night explanation of the Deep-State!!! Reviewed in the United States on December 6, 2019 Format: Prime Video "Dark Waters" (2019 release; 126 min. ) brings the story of Cincinnati lawyer Rob Bilott's long legal battle against DuPont. As the movie opens, it is "1975 Parkersburg, West Virginia" as we see several teenagers (one of them a young Bilott) go swimming in a lake that we later see being sprayed with chemicals. We then go to "1998 Cincinnati, Ohio", and Rob has just made partner at Taft, one of the large law firms in Cincinnati. Then a stranger shows up who is from Parkersburg and knows Rob's grandmother. The stranger, Wilbur Tennant, claims that chemicals have ruined his farm, he has the VHS tapes to prove it, and can Rob please represent him.... At this point we're 10 min. into the movie, but to tell you more of the plot would spoil your viewing experience, you'll just have to see for yourself how it all turns out. Couple of comments: this is the latest movie from Todd Haynes, whose prior movie, the excellent "Carol" was coincidentally also filmed here in Cincinnati (where I live). But that is where the comparisons stop. Here, Haynes brings to the big screen the long battle that Bilott fought against chemical giant DuPont. The film starts a bit tentative in my opinion, but after the first half hour, the tension doesn't let up as DuPont is fighting with all of its might against Bilott. This movie is a labor of love for Mark Ruffalo, who stars and also co-produces. I've seen a lot of the films that Ruffalo has made in his career, and I don't know that he's ever been better, playing the almost mousy yet determined lawyer. Anne Hathaway seems underused as the supportive spouse but as the movie goes deeper, her role expands. The movie was filmed in early 2019 in and around Cincinnati, and the downtown area is featured extensively, including Fountain Square, the Queen City Club, the Hall of Mirrors at the Netherland Plaza, etc. The movie had a red carpet premiere here in Cincinnati a week before it got a limited release. This weekend it got a wide release, and the Friday early evening screening where I saw it at my art-house theater here in Cincinnati was attended okay (about 20 people). This movie will create strong word of mouth, and if it manages to pick up some award nominations (as it is expected), this could have a decent run in the theaters. If you are interested in a tense legal drama where Mark Ruffalo shines, I'd readily suggest you check this out, be it in the theater, on VOD, or eventually on DVD/Blu-ray. Reviewed in the United States on February 19, 2020 Format: Prime Video Verified Purchase Watched it with my 13 year old daughter. We both loved it. The acting is impressive, the story tied and well-told, and the director respects and values its audience. The story is so important, everyone should see it, regardless of political opinion, education, etc... Unless you're part of the 0. 0001% who just don't care at all and have a dead mind and a heart of stone. Thankful for the real-life people that it depicts. You'll see.

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10/10 Must see & worthy of (at least one) Oscar.

Dark waters movie true story. Xteen hundred men So a normal tuesday in WW1. [ first] [ prev] [ First Appearance] [ Last Appearance] [ next] Vuxten got his men arranged in a fire circle, all weapons pointing outward, two meters apart, with himself in the center as he raised one arm up and 417 boosted his radio. They'd recovered three of the four 'speed-balls', which were crates that had used the mag-system to land safely. He'd ordered the heavy weapons split up. The worst injury he had was Private Jolek had choked on the piece of gum he'd tabbed up right before he'd been fired out of the drop assault ship. The Private was OK, just embarrassed. "Striker One Alpha to all Striker elements, LZ Tango secure, " he pushed through the static. "Striker One Alpha, this is Striker Actual, " Lieutenant Rogers said. His voice came through clearly and Vuxten wondered what he was using to broadcast. "We're on our way, hold what you've got. " "Roger, sir, " Vuxten answered. --incoming goobois-- popped in over the radio. --four coming in-- --SIMBAS ARE HERE-- roared through the static. --THREE INCOMING-- "Incoming friendlies, " Vuxten snapped. "Four goodbois, three simbas, " he turned to Lance Corporal Doxik. "Get the biteyfish up. Take three men, recover the speedball. " "Roger, " Doxik said. He pointed out three men, one with a flamethrower. "You three, with me, we're going to recover the fishbois. " Vuxten watched the head out as seven blue dots, representing friendly forces, rapidly converged on his position. The goodbois were vat-grown canine brains in heavy duty combat chassis, the simbas were something known as a 'tiger' done in the same way. They came in smoothly, silently, weaving between the wrecked vehicles, the glowing spores swirling around them. Vuxten closed his eyes to see the overlay of how everyone was laid out. He put the four goodbois at the four points of the compass, a simba ten meters to the front and the other two ten meters to the left and right. "Go to wargear, weapons free, " he ordered. He watched as the seven black warsteel framed deployed heavy weaponry. The goodbois switched to warboi icons and the simbas's toothy grins just got wider on their icons. "Case is lodged, deploying fishbois, " Doxik said. "Roger, " Vuxten said. There was a steady thudding sound, coming closer, along with the sound of gears moving. Everyone crouched down, looking for where the noise was coming from. The simba and warbois kept scanning. "Heavy metal incoming, Striker One Alpha, " Lieutenant Rogers voice came, clear as if he was standing next to Vuxten. The searchlights were first, shining in the intersection, then the robot came around the corner. Thirty feet tall, wide shouldered, the head fashioned to look like a black metal skull. Five more came after, spread out, with warborgs and Terran Marines spread out around them. Little ovals swarmed around the platoon suddenly, winking lights along the sides. Vuxten felt the oval machine's gestalt reach out to him, bump him several times, then 'Fishboi Alpha' pinged on his HUD. He ordered them to spread out, watch the flanks, and the sixty small anti-grav buoyed cyborgs swarmed away silently into the darkness. "We've got V Corps coming in hard. They'll be boosting our security for the shelters and running fire missions. They're splitting up between Telkan-1 and Telkan-2, " Lieutenant Rogers said and Vuxten nodded, knowing his armor would transfer the signal. "We're getting 3rd Armor Division and elements of 1st Recon Division and 8th Infantry Division. We need to clear the craters. " "Sir, I'm not sure that's wise, " Vuxten said. "Those 'islands' were fairly large and the last time I saw that the creature underneath it was almost fifty meters high. " "Admiral Howell has targeted the craters for an orbital strike each. We're just here to guide V Corps in, " Rogers answered. He got within 50 meters and Vuxten saw the dreaded "LOCKOUT" appear on his armor's weapon systems. "Energy or kinetic? " Vuxten asked, thinking about what he'd encountered. "Energy. You use orbital kinetics you might as well use atomics, " the Lieutenant answered. "The Crawlers absorb energy, sir, " Vuxten reported. "Islands that big, those fibrous mats can probably absorb a lot. " There was silence. "Popping a commo drone, " Lieutenant Rogers said. A streak launched into the sky. Vuxten watched the drone unfold, the memory-duraplas unfolding into a bird with a jet engine. It shot upwards, toward the clouds so that Lieutenant Rogers could get better signal. A dragonfly covered in chitin with jaws full of teeth swooped out of the cloud and grabbed the drone in its mouth, crushing the drone as it swooped back up into the poison laden clouds. One of Vuxten's men snickered and Vuxten snapped a meme of a human dressed as a bat slapping a younger Terran in the face to the snickerer who just snickered again. Vuxten rolled his eyes and painted the LT with a whisker laser. "Sir, if you're more than a mile from any repeater base you're on your own, " Vuxten said quietly. "Nobody can hear us, nobody can see us. Until we get near a repeater, we might as well not exist. " "That wasn't in my briefing, " The Lieutenant said. "Anything else I should know? " "The crawlies soak up lasers and particle beams and ion slugs, but they overload if you put enough power into them. When they open their mouths you go for the mouth. If they get a good shot their chitin spikes can penetrate warsteel. They adapted quickly and the Navy battle started a lot of mutations, " Vuxten said. "Those pods there, there, and there, " Vuxten tagged different colored plants that looked like onions or round balls with a pointed top. "Those are chaff, plasma flares, and microprism launchers. They'll go off if they detect a strong sensor pulse. Everyone's going to need to run off of passive systems with whisker lasers for commo. " Vuxten pointed out the barnacles on the buildings. "Those deploy what we call 'firebees' which come in fast and hit you, exploding. In the more heavily patrolled areas some of them are starting to use crude EFP's backed by plasma, so consider them able to pockmark warsteel. " "None of this was in my briefing, " The Lieutenant said, his voice growling with frustration. "Then whoever did your briefing was incompetent and stupid, " Vuxten said. He knew it was rude, but they had just dropped him into a ruined city with people who had no idea what they were doing. "Sir, what exactly is our mission? " "Establish an LZ for elements of V Corps to build a firebase and log-base in this critical location, " The Lieutenant said. "The middle of a ruined city. At night. Where seven atomics have gone off creating half mile lakes that have what we call a 'monster island' in them. Where it is overrun by crawlers, " Vuxten said slowly. "Thirty miles from any Telkan settlement or shelter. Where no Telkan will willingly go. " He paused for a second. " That critical location? " Vuxten asked. "Well, when you put it that way, " The Lieutenant said. Vuxten's stress management system tossed him an image of a cartoon human dressed in a suit, repeated one on top on one the bottom with the logo "Could Military Intelligence be That Out of Touch? " on top with the bottom reading "No. It is REALITY that is wrong. " 417 flashed icons of disgust. The company had gathered up, the searchlights on the big robot combat armors sweeping over the dark street, the CorpSec building, and the parking lot. "Turn off those blasted lights before I shoot them out, " Lance Corporal Doxik snapped to the robot jocks. "You're waking up the crawlies. " Vuxten looked at the walls and saw that several plants had unfurled their leaves and petals, trying to orient on the light to maximize their absorption. The big mechs turned off their lights. Vuxten tagged the LT's big robot with a commo laser. "Sir, you need to call this off. If V Corps lands here they're going to be fighting their way out. This place is thick with moss, who knows how many nesting pools and pods there are, and it's been growing this whole time. This mission's a no-go. " "Can't. They're maneuvering for a burn-in. We've got two hours, " The Lieutenant said. "Then we need to set up the beacon outside the city, " Vuxten argued. "We lost the beacon when Peacock went down, " The Lieutenant said. "They're going to be using terrain mapping, land in the big crater, establish a base. " "That's the dumbest plan I've heard in my life. Who came up with that horse shit? " Gunny Wentmark broke in. "Sir, who developed this action plan? " "Military intelligence, " The Lieutenant said. "That can't be right. They've been down here with us, they know the situation on the ground. They have the data on all the crawly types, " Wentmark stated. "It came from Hyperion-One, the orbital station, " The Lieutenant admitted. "General Altair himself helped develop it. " "So, the plan came from guys who have been in orbit the whole time, who can't even see the fragging planet, and stated that our scout reports have to be in error because they can't computer model anything biological damaging warsteel despite the fact that Mantid warrior caste could? " Wentmark sneered. "We're following their warplan? " "Do we have any atomics? " Vuxten broke in. "What? No, " The Lieutenant said. "If they land near those craters the crawlies will go berserk. Any water source we've found, they defend it with five to ten times the amount of forces that we've seen at other places, " Vuxten said. "Using atomics on the craters would clear them. " "We have to destroy the ecology to save the ecology? " The Lieutenant mused. "I think it's a bit late for that, " Wentmark said. "Sir, you've got us on lockout. Your armor still thinks you're in the base or maintenance depot. " "In a minute, gunny, " the LT said, his voice edged with something that Vuxten had never heard before. "What's the hold up? " a new voice broke in. Lieutenant Shayshes, the warborg CO. "Our weapons are locked out. " "It appears that our planners who came up with the warplan neglected to take into account facts on the ground, " Lieutenant Rogers said. "I'm trying to figure out an action plan. " "Well, someone needs to take charge, the veining on the moss is starting to expand. My warborgs have to move around to avoid having vein work spread under their feet, " Shayshes growled. "Longer you stay in one place the more they bring at you, " a fourth voice, Lieutenant Marxin, CO of the Terran Marine platoon. "We haven't been spotted yet as far as I can tell, " Lieutenant Rogers said. "Sir, look down, " Gunny Wentmark said. "See that carpet of moss you're standing on? It's full of nerve fibers, veins, and sensory tendrils. Trust me, they not only know where we are but roughly how big we are as well as how many of us there are. 'spore count up' 417 added. '320% increase' the little green mantid flashed a picture of a Telkan being covered by snow in a blizzard. "They've already started attacking us, sir, " Vuxten added. "Spore count is up, heat dissipation is down. They'll start with some probing attacks soon. " "We've got the firepower, " Lieutenant Rogers said. "We can push through the to the LZ. " "We don't have any firepower, Lieutenant, you've got our weapons locked out, " Lieutenant Marxin added. "We need to go weapons free. " "Yeah, yeah. Hang on, let me see, " the LT started mumbling, forgetting to go offline. "Um, standby mode. No, I don't want to restart. Where is weapon lockout? " Lieutenant Shayshes brushed Vuxten with her whisker laser. "Oh. My. God. He's never been outside the wire. He has no idea that the entire crawl is one big mass. " "Corporal, we need to move out, we're seeing itty-bitties in the air, " Lance Corporal Doxik said. "Turn your auto-filter down, use this profile. My 742 worked it up. " Vuxten's armor dinged with the datapacket receipt and 417 loaded it. It lowered visibility but showed just how high the pollen and spore count was and edited out only the spores and pollen. There were moths, bees, and little dragonfly like creatures moved through the air. "We need to get moving, sir, right now, " Vuxten snapped into the discussion about how to deploy the firepower. "We've stood in one place for too long and their scouts have found us, " he tossed out the filter profile 742 had worked up. "Shit, " Wentmark snarled. "Sir, we need to move out. Lift the lockout. " "Give me a minute to think, " LT Rogers snapped back. "Just a minute. " "We don't have a minute, sir, " Wentmark told him. "Stand fast, Marines, " The LT said. "Just... wait a minute... " "VEIN BOLT! " Came the warning. Vuxten's icon said it was Impton, his gunner from that FTL engine beacon run. Vuxten turned, heading the warning, seeing the moss and fibrous mat bulge down the street, heading straight for them. One of the nodes was pumping nutrients into the system, forcing explosive growth in the nearby pods and buds, pushing nutrients through meter thick veins that were normally flat widths of fibrous material. "Sir, " Wentmark snapped. "Move all bois to Telkan attached! All Telkan units! Weapons free, override! " Vuxten snapped, chanting out the code. "At ease that, Vuxten, I'm trying to get it done! " Lieutenant Rogers yelled out. The simbas and warbois roared, the fishbois clicked, and all of Vuxten's men's icons flashed to display that their weapons were hot. With a trickle of concern he noticed that half the warborgs had been redesignated as Telkan attached. "Parking garage! Crawlers in the structure! " Vuxten snapped, immediately turning and pointing at the structure that so long ago he'd had to enter and exit the building through. "Cut the artery! " The warborgs and the Terran Marines immediately spread out. Four of the heavy warborgs ran toward the parking garage, kneeling down as their shoulder mounted weaponry came online. Two of the Telkan marines cut loose with 40mm grenades, blowing out the moss ahead of the swelling bioluminscent cabling of veins buried in the moss. "Vuxten! Vuxten! " the LT roared out over the line. "Cease fire! " The crawlers burst from the parking garage in a winged cloud, flatworms with massive jaws, wings every twenty feet, sliding out from where they'd been feeding on the armored limos. Smaller ones swarmed out of the top story and from the roof, ones as big as a truck started moving out of the lower parts of the garage. "LET'S ROCK! " Shayshes bellowed out, the heavy 20mm minigun she was carrying opening up, smashing the crawlies. Her men joined her, cutting loose with weaponry that Vuxten's men would consider heavy weaponry, wielding it like a greenie handled his microrifle. "Air units get up! " Lieutenant Rogers called that. A half dozen of the armored Terrans flexed their knees, crouching slightly, the shields over their fans retracting. "No! " Wentmark snapped. "Your turbofans will blow out. " "Bolt disrupted, " Fanit called out. "More vein bolts incoming! " Private Lukel called out. "Two, six, eight, MANY MANY INCOMING! " "Sir, we have to get moving! Disable the lockout! " Wentmark snapped. "I'm trying, " The LT snapped. "I'm thinking! Um, I can't disable the lockout. 18th MILINT on Hyperion-One has control of the lockouts. " "AND WE CAN'T TALK TO THEM! " Wentmark yelled. The warborgs were pouring the cannon fire and mini-missiles into the parking structure, the front of the CorpSec building. The warboi FIDO frames were engaging any airborne enemies that slipped through, the simbas handling the little ones. "INCOMING VEIN BOLTS! " another one of Vuxten's men called out. Vuxten whipped his head around. The glowing vein pattern was rocketing down three of the the four streets that made up the intersections on either side of the parking lot, with the traceries covering the entire parking lot and over the parking garage staring to glow. "I'm trying, I'm trying! There's gotta be a way for me to disable the weapon lockout. " 'robot armor didn't unlock during drop no brothers launched pilot only' 417 told Vuxten. "Sir, a greenie can unlock your systems! You didn't disengage right from the dropship! " Vuxten snapped. "POWER BLOOM! " some yelled. 'shit shit shit' 417 called out. Around the Marine company the moss erupted in plants that had gone dormant, denied nutrients to be put into a quasi-hibernation. The spores thickened up as the ejectors spewed out their guts, fires burst into plasma enriched life as tailored spores erupted out of a plant's bulb before a bioplasma ejection cause them to explode. The whole world seem to erupt into greenery.

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