Rehn's Story - part 1

PL
Cos na dobry poczatek, jak sie spodoba to napisze dalsza czesc. A dobry cliffhanger nie jest zly.

ENG
Well here's something to start with, if people enjoy it I will write the next part. And a good cliffhanger ain't a bad thing.



A dust cloud hit the mercenary in the face, forcing him to take a step back and raise his tattered scarf up, covering his face. Should've brought damn goggles with me. - the mercenary thought to himself as he was coughing.

The weather on Mars was dull and repetative but for a first time visitor on the red planet it held some surprises, definitely not of the nice kind. Rehn landed four kilometers to the east, not wanting to draw attention from the outpost he had to infiltrate. He's been walking towards his goal, keeping a steady pace, measuring time by observing the movement of the Sun and the moon called Phobos in the sky. The contract was fairly simple, land, get to the objective, infiltrate, complete the objective and then get out. For Rehn it was a straightforward job that meant enough cash to pay the bills, even if it was blood money. Right now tho, he just kept thinking about the game that he was going to miss, something his ex fiancee. Even with time zones and getting on a fast ship Rehn had no way of getting there even to see his kid leave the field at the end of the match.

Long and tedious hours later he finally saw the familiar glint of metal, knowing his objective is in reach now. Rehn was tired and worn out from the walk so he sat down behind a rock, his back turned to his goal. He threw his backpack onto the ground and took out a small cylinder with a mouth piece. He put it in his mouth and held it with his teeth. Rehn twisted the other end of the cylinder and gas hit his lungs with high pressure. The mercenary inhaled deeply and threw the canister away as he breathed faster, the gas spreading from his lungs and through his system, quickly getting rid of the weariness of the long walk. Once again Rehn thanked the terraformers for breathable air and the atmosphere allowing survival without an enviro suit. He got up and put his backpack on, coming from around the rock and revitalized, he continued his journey.

As he got close enough to see the movement of guards stationed at the outpost, Rehn threw his backpack on the ground, he wouldn't need it any longer. That was the advantage of buying one time equipment. Rehn rolled up his left sleeve, revealing a biomechanical varmbrace that had organic cables leading further up his arm, this was the advantage of being a failed experiment. He lifted a small panel on the varmbrace and pushed two small buttons down. Rehn immediately felt the organic armor plating on his back expand, growing a sturdy armored suit over its wearer. He frowned as the organic plating began to encroach on his neck and face. Shit I hate this part.