File # 4362: The "Fanservice" Incident

22 of November, 2008, 05:52:48 pm.

The Alpha Squadron transport helicopter moved quickly through the night, with the Beta Squadron's chopper following closely behind. Floyd looked out the side opening to see only the massives, snowy wasteland, which seemed to stretch on forever, and a black, seemingly harmless installation. Nub's Profile, Floyd thought as he and his men grew closer to the only visable structure in the icy white plains.

"So, what are we dealing with today? Bunch of dumb otakus gone on a riot like standard?" said Unreal with a slight hint of Canadian accent.

"I wouldn't mind dealing with another easy standard," responded Judg "I'm sure there are some juicy colonist daughters we can rescue from their virginities there as well."

"Capt., what ARE we dealing with?" asked Ing.

After a brief second of silence, Floyd answered. "I've been told we're doing some sterilization of the area. Something in its early stages is in that building. We're not sure exactly what, but the brass think it might be similar to the lolis."

The chuckling and remarks of robbing virginty that had been audibile to everyone in the chopper only a few moments ago quickly ceased.

Judg clutched his standard issue H&K MP5 a bit. "...Lolis?"

"Lolis. That's why they want us to get in there and sterilize the area." Floyd noticed the look of fear on the faces of his men, and did what he could to ease them. "Don't worry, like I said, its in its early stages, so we'll most likely have to quarantine a few infected colonists, possibly terminate them if the need arises, then you'll be able to find some of those colonist daughters you're after."

"Heh, sounds like a plan." Judg returned to his normal self after hearing the basic plan that had been given to Floyd less than four hours earlier by Salty, the anime expert who was assigned to the team in order to diagnose the situation. He currently sat away from the other members of the squad, looking very civilian in his attire as opposed tactical wear the squad wore. Other than his brief introduction to the squad and his provate relay of information, Floyd had not heard him speak once.

"Touchdown commencing" said Parrot, the pilot of Alpha Squad's chooper. Within a few moments, they were on thr ground, and the team quickly moved into formation, checking the area. Beta Squadron's chopper landed a few moments after, and SA2, its leader, approached Floyd.