The Neuromorphs by Dennis Meredith

Author:Dennis Meredith [Meredith, Dennis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Glyphus, L.L.C.
Published: 2018-04-06T22:00:00+00:00

The seven SEAL platoon members showed no sign that they had abruptly gathered their equipment, left their lives, and taken the first flight to Phoenix at the receipt of a cryptic message from Patrick. They had received only a string of acronyms: “BFH, PDFL, PDMP, TARFU” followed by the GPS coordinates of the Phoenix safe house.

The message was meant to warn his comrades that they would become immersed in the worst situation possible. In SEAL slang:

BFH stood for “Big Fucking Help.”

PDFL stood for “Pretty Dangerous Fucking Location.”

PDMP stood for “Pretty Dangerous Motherfucking People.”

TARFU stood for “Things Are Really Fucked Up.”

Now, the team sat around the large living room of the Harwood safe house. They had just heard Patrick brief them on everything known about the android neuromorphs, and their attacks—including the assault at The Haven, the massacre of the Russian mobsters, and Patrick’s search-and-destroy mission in Maryland. Patrick also declared his intention to destroy the neuromorphs.

“You’re nuts,” said Monte “Jammer” James, taking a healthy slug of beer. His fellow SEAL platoon members had given him the nickname because during training, he’d managed to jam just about every weapon he touched.

The team followed the venerated SEAL tradition of giving each member a nickname—not only as a joke, but for anonymity and efficiency when they communicated during missions.

“I vote nuts, too.” said Al “Driller” Harmon. The sniper’s nickname reflected his uncanny ability to hit a target time after time in precisely the same place. He had once taken out five terrorists in quick succession with five head shots.

“Nuts” votes also came from communications specialist Andy “Tinman” Green, Keshawn “Flash” Cranston, and Jack “Pitbull” DeFranco.

Tinman got his nickname for seemingly able to make shattered electronics work, which led the team to suspect he was part electronic himself. Flash had once stormed into a target house too quickly, before a flashbang grenade went off. Even blinded, he had taken out four kidnappers. Pitbull’s powerful, squat build spawned his nickname. As the team’s breacher, he often didn’t need tools to breach a door, using his own power.

“Fucking nuts is how I would put it,” said Eddie “Oopsie” Lane. The explosive expert had uttered that disconcerting exclamation during a crucial moment setting a charge on an operation in South America.

In the end, the label “Nuts” got the most votes, followed by “Crazy,” with one “FUBAR”—Fucked Up Beyond All Repair.

Finally, they came to the wiry, sharp-faced Johnny “Needle” Blake, the Assistant Officer in Charge in the platoon that Patrick had led. He was called “Needle” because of his smart mouth; and due to an ex-girlfriend’s sarcastic reference to the “needle-dick” shape of his penis.

“Okay, I vote that Patrick is only partly nuts,” he said shaking his head. “After all, he did have the good sense to marry that beautiful, intelligent, gutsy woman. Damn, she killed a robot with a fork! Where is she, anyway?”

“Doing something none of us would have the guts to do, I guarantee it. But back to our business. I see the vote is unanimous.

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