"Interesting. As far as I am concerned, we never saw them and the deal never happened. We will be gone the instant you finish testing and payment is confirmed." Ken says, while Ryker is busy playing with his phone in the background if this all.
"I expect no less. Now, type 01 through 05, commence battle calibrations on targets on my mark in sequence." The guy in the business suit answers. "Mark."
The robot with the pistol does a power slide towards the little wall on your side of the firing range, starting into a sprint so fast you almost flinch. It comes to a stop just behind the wall and squeezes off a full magazine downrange, each bullet rythmically fired with the exact same amount of time between them. All of the bullets find the center mass.
Next up is the shotgun droid. He shoulders the shotgun and walks forward while shooting, pumping the shotgun without breaking stride. The exact place where the shells hit isn't very clear, mostly because the target is shredded to pieces.
The droid with the smg, who seems less armoured than the rest, picks up a second smg in his off hand and runs zig zag toward the little wall, squeezing off bursts as he goes. By the time he makes it to the edge of the shooting range, two targets on the far side are full of holes.
The droid with the assault rifle, the heaviest armoured one of the bunch, grabs two extra magazines and goes to stand at the little wall. He shoulders the rifle and fires full auto, the recoil seemingly not affecting him at all. Every time his magazine is empty, he pops in a fresh one and does the whole thing over. The center mass of no less than three targets are full of holes.
The fifth bot with the sniper rifle walks away from the firing range. A few steps later, he activates what you guess is optical camouflage, disspearing nearly completely from view. Before long, you lose sight of him. In the next minute or two, five shots ring out. You spot a muzzle flash on the ground floor, once on a walkway above you, once near the wall on the far right, and you don't even see the other two shots. You look over and it seems he hit the head of each target dead center.
"And?"
"All within parameters, sir. Working better than we expected to be honest."
"Excellent. Load them back and get ready to head back to the office." The man says to the scientist before turning back to you. He smiles his too perfect smile again. "You'll find that your payment has been deposited in full to your specified account. Do check."
Ken makes a quick check, and indeed the payment has been deposited, along with the bonus promised for the testing.
"Well then, I-"
The man is interrupted when a loud crash is heard outside of the hangar. The sound of cars and gangster rap is getting louder and louder.
"Friends of yours, mister salesman?"
Ken peeks out of a cracked window. He sees Four jeeps, each with four thugs in them. He can't see exactly, but they seem to have various pistols and at least one ak-47. Standing upright on the back of the lead jeep, with one arm heavily bandaged and a megaphone to his mouth, is the white thug from back at the airport.
"Yo, I know you're in there you son of bitch! You offed my boy Biggie! Get out here with your hands in the air or we're going to shoot up that entire building, yo!"
The man in the business suit is still smiling his too perfect smile.
"You must lead such fascinating lives, you black marker people." He turns to his scientist again briefly. "Don't load number 4 and 5 in yet, in case we need to muscle our way out of here."
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