Carnivore Valley

Background check

"Mister Brits told me I'd like what I see in this file, he said he wanted you to come here Arno, you were, as he said, a bullet magnet..." Rebecca laughed "I never saw this file, Brits only gave me a heads up... So lets see shall we?" She said and opened it.

Arno swallowed seeing her read, then her smile slowly faded, until her face had a confused expression, she looked up at Arno, then took a step towards Bison and pointed at him.

"In your six years as a Marine, how many times did you get shot?"

"Uh, never mam"

"And besides the one you killed in the bar, how many did you kill in the line of duty?"

"I can't confirm mam, we always just fired back at the gunfire"

"Ok..." Rebecca pointed at Helga "Did you get shot before?"

Helga pointed at her side "Once, through here"

Arno shrilled, that was a hellova sexy voice.

"And how many did you kill?" Rebecca continued.

Helga held four fingers up and counted them down "A drug Lord, a crime boss, a smuggle boss, and a trespasser in zhe sss"

"Four people..." Rebecca had a strange smile in her face, she pointed at Genevieve "Shot?"

"Never, and I killed five high priority targets" She smirked.

"Ok then..." Rebecca loses her smile when she got to Arno.

"How many times did you get shot... Mall cop?"

"Uh..." He squeamishly looked at the other three, then at her "Including the one from recent events, that's eleven times mam"

There was a gasp among them "Geez boy, you gotta learn how to duck!" Bison said.

"Talk about enjoying the taste of fresh lead in the morning mall cop! You must look like swiss cheese" Genevieve said.

Rebecca held her hand to them and they went quiet, she opened the file again.

"Age twenty, you hit contact with a gang of retail center robbers, where you got shot twice..."

"Yes, one in the leg, one in the hip" Arno said.

"How many of those robbers did you kill?"

He shrugged "I don't remember"

"Eight, you took down eight Arno, all using your Glock, and all of them had AK-47's" Rebecca looked at the soldiers, they were suddenly very quiet.

"Age twenty one, you struck contact with a gang of cash in transit robbers, where you were again, shot twice, and you killed..." Rebecca looked up "Ten, using your pump action shotgun"

There was tension in the air now, only Blake gasped softly, she now knew why he chose a pump action.

"This is also where you lost your first partner, Eslin..."

"I remember" Arno said sadly.

"Age twenty three, you responded to a bank robbery, the news report said it was all our war in that bank parking lot, you and your new partner Rudi fought like hell, and you managed to kill ten with your pump action shotgun, one with your pistol... But then they ran out right?"

Arno nodded.

"Here mister Brits said you picked up an R4 military issue assault rifle from a dead robber and continued fighting because you and your partner Rudi ran out of ammo, and was being pinned down by gunfire, you killed another two robbers using the R4, then five robbers scaped the scene..." She looked at him with questioning eyes "The robbers were all ex military, and ex police members"

Arno felt the other three stare at him, he never really wanted to be reminded of those days.

"You got shot three times then and ended up in a coma for a week" She paged over "Age twenty four, late at night you disrupted an attempted ATM bombing... That sounds nasty" She said looking at him.

"What's nasty?" Genevieve asked.

"As it reads here he disrupted them, the one planting the bomb panicked and it exploded, taking out five of the fifteen robbers, then you got shot three times here as well, but managed to kill another eight of those bombers with that shotgun of yours"

"Yeah, that was nasty, they got blown apart pretty badly" Arno said holding his hand to his mouth.

"And finally, the latest entry is two days ago, you were escorting a jewelry truck when the robbers came at you, you got shot once, and killed four, the fifth one died in the hospital later on"

"Oh, so that's what happened to that fokker behind the pot plant!" He said and chuckled.

Rebecca slapped the file closed and held it out to Blake "As you can see, he's no mere mall cop, but that's not why I chose him for this squad, none of your training matters, no amount of times you got shot, no amount of people you killed, each and every one of you brought a piece of knowledge that will favour the other" She scanned their faces.

"So what did you choose him for? He killed forty seven men?" Helga asked.

"His ability to protect himself and those around him, he's as hard to kill as a honey badger, and yes, call him security if you want to, he is in essence here to protect you three"

Arno suddenly felt like that could earn him some flack from the other later on.

"Make no mistake, the fact that you three are soldiers means he's going to have an easy job, all I needed was a person who has the mentality of fighting to the very end, and take as much of the danger away before he stops fighting..." Rebecca looked at Arno.

"Those robbers who came after the jewel truck, they weren't there for the jewels Arno, they were there to kill you, it was a hit"

Arno's eyes grew "Bullshit!"

"Brits confirmed it, they belonged to the same group of men who tried bombing that ATM a year before, apparently you killed the son of a very notorious crime boss"

He gave a pitched giggle "F, Fok! Now I'm glad I'm not there anymore"

Rebecca smiled "And that's why Brits wanted you out"

He sighed " In that case, God bless him"

"Well!" Bison said walking around and slapped Arno on his shoulders "I guess I'm sorry I called you a mall cop boy"

"That's ok. You can call me Tomato sauce, or Sauce for short" Arno chuckled.

"Tomato sauce!?" Genevieve asked.

"Because my name rhymes with the word Sauce in Afrikaans, and I got shot so many times in Brits' company, they started calling me Tomato sauce"