The year is 2044. Anon has just returned home from an overseas deployment in the Kazar territory, fighting insurgents. Anon has been discharged from the military for disobeying orders to fall back, instead pushing forward to take a key position, and holding it. Despite multiple testimonies from Anon's superior officers, the top brass claimed, "A soldier who won't follow orders is no soldier." >With a dishonorable discharge, and penniless, Anon has begun to wander the sprawling super-metropolis known 'Kanto City'. The city is known for it's cleanliness, and lack of crime; all due to the city's elite police force, made entirely of female androids. ---- >Heavy rain poured down into the neon lit street, polycrete quickly absorbing all traces of moisture, routing it towards the city's water reservoir. The only living soul in sight, Anon strolled down the sidewalk in silence, rain trickling down off the polyester coating of his raincoat. Hands tucked deeply into the raincoat's pockets, Anon held tightly onto his stolen M21A4 service pistol. Given to him by his Lieutenant as a parting gift after his tribunal, it was Anon's most prized possession. >Built in a time before fingerprinting ID locks, the M21A4 was a stupidly reliable design, having served in the Kho jungles to the freezing Ubekzen mountains and the Kazar deserts, it boasted a design with zero failures since 2021. Chambered in .45 SPC, it allowed for a variety of specialized ammunition to be loaded, from Hollow Point to RTAC Bluescreen rounds, and everything in-between. With only 30 rounds between 2 magazines, Anon constantly kept alert for other wanderers out past curfew, like him. What he didn't expect was a police cruiser changing it's patrol route. Before he knew it, the cruiser activated its sirens, and locked onto Anon, who had rushed into an alley in a dead sprint. >Unable to follow, the cruiser signalled a SRT team to find the fugitive. Taking shelter underneath an overpass, Anon caught his breath. Another police cruiser flew overhead, it's twin engines whining as it hovered, deploying SRT Kilo-7. Quickly taking cover behind a nearby dumpster, Anon watched the cruiser deploy 5 SRT androids. As soon as they hit the ground, they cloaked, leaving only a shimmer in the pouring rain. Before long, Anon lost their shimmering forms in the bright neon lights of the city. The black and white VTOL cruiser orbited twice around the overpass before flying off, leaving only the constant pitter-patter of heavy rainfall. Grasping the pistol once more, Anon racked the slide, chambering a .45 E-Shock round. Ejecting his non-lethal magazine, he reached for the spare magazine, loaded with his 'lethal' ammunition, containing a 5:1 ratio of HEI and AP rounds. >If not for the fact that the magazine was not in his pocket. In horror, Anon came to the realization that he had dropped it underneath the overpass. Taking a peek from behind the dumpster, Anon spotted the steel grey magazine laying on the polycrete. In a stroke of luck he spotted a shimmer out of the corner of his eye, just as he was about to leave his cover from behind the dumpster. The five members of Kilo-7 decloaked as they inspected the magazine, their red irises scanning over every inch, running it through every database. Anon ducked back into cover, clutching the pistol with white knuckles. Kilo-7 spread out into a line, with a perfect 4 feet between them, weapons trained on the dumpster Anon was hiding behind. … >Three cracks split the night, reverberating through the alley, followed by the chatter of automatic weapons fire. Anon’s dive out from behind cover gave him several nanoseconds of surprise against the SRT Androids. Military-grade implants injecting several reflex enhancing serums directly into his brainstem, Anon’s brain shifted into overdrive, processing every piece of information fed to it from all of his senses. Pseudo-Adrenaline flowed through his veins; E-Morphine preemptively dumped into his nervous system as pain suppressant. Anon’s only limiting factor was his biological body, and the action of his firearm. Even on his mil-spec chem cocktail, Anon was no match for the processing power of the 6th generation AIs of Kilo-7. --- >... >Suspect acquired. >Suspect is armed. >Analyzing… >Model: M21A4; unregistered; .45 SPC; >In violation of ordinance 410.9; >Threat percentage: 84% >CAUTION! >Threat threshold exceeding acceptable parameters. >Non-lethal weaponry authorised. >... >//Run combat_protocol >Engaging. >//CAUTION// >Damage Report: /E-SHOCK/-LEFT ARM-e̸͞r̵̢͟͠r̸҉͜ờ͟҉r҉̸̢̕͟ e̸͞r̵̢͟͠r̸҉͜ờ͟҉r҉̸̢̕͟ >System Shutdown… --- Anon knew his E-Shock rounds would temporarily disable Androids, but that was moot if he couldn’t disable them all before they opened fire on him. Engaging from left to right, Anon only managed to hit two before the androids returned fire from their specialized AC-10 carbines. Several 6.5mm non-lethal C-S rounds penetrated his raincoat, digging into his flesh before dispensing their unique brand of CS6 anesthesia; designed to enhance the anesthesia effects when the victim was using chems. Before succumbing to the anesthesia, Anon squeezed off a desperate last shot. 10,000 volts of electricity shot up his leg, into his heart. Convulsing uncontrollably, Anon gasped for breath, anything to dull the knife-like pain in his chest. Having completed it’s electric charge transfer into Anon, the E-Shock round disengaged the 3 prongs, and fell to the ground. The remaining units of Kilo-7 kept their rifles trained on Anon, unsure of how to proceed, wasting several cycles attempting to come to a decision. --- >Scanning… >... >Suspect heart rate over 190 BPM >Caution: Suspect heart rate below 50 BPM >>Orders? >>Detain suspect? >Requesting information… >... --- Taking advantage of their momentary weakness, Anon fired on the three remaining Androids. For good measure, he fired into the 2 previously disabled androids, ensuring they’d remain in a shutdown state. Quickly retrieving his spare magazine, Anon disappeared into the rainy night. --- >System reboot… >Activated. >Sensors active >...Scanning… >Suspect has escaped custody. >>>///INCOMING TRANSMISSION\\\ >New Priority: Manhunt - Suspect Tag: 4N0N >Warrant for Arrest: Illegal possession of a firearm; Assaulting a Law Enforcer; Curfew Violation. … … >SRT Bravo-1 through Golf-4 activated. --- Anon clung to the alley wall, limping along. The rain had turned from a downpour to a lazy drizzle. The CS6 anesthetics were beginning to overpower Anon’s body. Unable to lift his increasing lethargic limbs, Anon collapsed to the ground, blacking out.