Something actually fresh for a change

Been wanting to do more stuff with the cyborgs. For some reason I've grown fond of this design, or the character I should say. Not very many of them look alike, and the look of most differ pretty dramatically, as the design approach leans heavily on creativity rather than efficient manufacturing and standards.

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The blizzard of fire and screams was finally subsiding and replaced by low booming of heavy particle rays tearing their targets in the distance. The artillery ships had arrived.

Alex viewed the horizon for movement in the smouldering stone carved trenches. Nothing, just tender streams of vapor, as expected.
Alex didn't know about their new destination, about their new enemies, nor did he really care. He had cleared his sector and remained intact. He heard reports through his COM system, it seemed his team mates were all there as well. Knowing the sweet virtual paradise would await soon after recollection at the orbit he would have let out a sigh, would he have been able to make any sound. For a while, he would again be free of this arduous and dirty physical existence and immerse into an effortless world of flowing light and pleasures.
Somewhere behind them were the augmented troops. The poor sweaty bastards must have been scared shitless by the rough ride.

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