Battletech Chicago Merc Corps

I dream of Tukayyid

The hell hole promised some profit, but alas, the 19 yo I was with had no idea of the value of salt since the great desalination project. Fortunately, we were able to find the looney-tune who attacked the pilot with the spanner during all this kerfuffle. She is stored aboard the helicopter.
I’ve grabbed all the utensils I could, plus the spore, from the kitchen. My personal kit had to be sat on to close. I’ll look around and see if there is anything else of value in the kitchen.
I attempted to break into the officers liquor to take that.
What I need is one of those things the medic put the kook on. Then I can take the entire liquor cabinet with us. I always say that when all else fails, you still have booze!
That was a successful effort. Now aboard the helicopter, which is stuffed with a tank? Who the hell wants a tank? It looks like hell. Shit!
And there’s the scout car too. Let’s see what is happening and what the holdup is the what the what?
The planet is under attack! What the what? Let’s get out of here!



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