<strong>Tiberius "Caesar" Mengsk </strong><br/><br/><strong>"The only thing I want to hear out of you Reaper is your kill count, I got two for sure."</strong><br/>My grin flashed once my polarized visor of my visor cleared and soon afterward I was removing my helmet to get something that was not recycled air into my lungs, I immediately caught the smell of acrid smoke, gun smoke and sundered flesh and I took a deep breath as if it was the greatest smell in the world. Turning my attention on the dead creatures I kicked one over and inspected it from far away as Sarge asked me the million dollar question.<br/><strong>"If Father knew of these things Sarge, they left me out of the loop. Nothing in my briefing had anything remotely close to what we saw here today. We had expected rebels but I can guess we know what happened to them now."</strong><br/><em>Still things were not adding up, why the barricades to prevent entry IN? What happened to the tools and everything in this colony of worth? </em><br/><br/>I knew once the adrenaline went down I would feel the fatigue of the day but it was not the time to even think of bunking down for the day. The beep from father came after that, making me think the spooks in intelligence truly had done something to wire me to Papa himself. Turning my attention to the reports I snorted.<br/><strong>"Ok, High command word is in, we are allowed to use Lethal force on whatever the hell these things are. No changes to our orders" </strong><br/>Chuckling at the destruction I looked around.<br/><strong>"Sarge, let's get these boys patched, reloaded and moving I do not want to wait around for wave two." </strong>