- "Lieutenant Bradley Cotton. I've been posted here for around 6 years heading up C-SWAT, dealing with overmodified criminals that go ballistic due to a complete disintegration of empathy and humanity. I'll be handing out Cyberpsycho detail as it comes up, but be advised we already have a half-dozen cases on standby..."
Most of the recruits thoughts flash to the screamsheets they had seen headlining cases of cyberpsychosis. The news pages unabashedly showed photo after gruesome photo of the prelude and aftermath of a police take-down. Even trained C-SWAT operatives fell in droves before taking a single overly modified human down. Weapons used were of the light to medium artillery type, so deaths were always messy and bodies seldomly recognizable.
- "I've had some military experience, but mostly involving internal conflicts against overzealous corporate forces on hostile takeover benders. I will be responsible for your heavy weapons training, as well as supervising any modifications you might undergo."
As he spoke, light furtively shone off his cybernetic arm. Unlike most fashion-minded solos and cops, Lt. Cotton had chosen to go with the standard industry model, without realskin or designer chrome covering. It was all gun metal and pistons, which did not inspire calm, but helped during conflicts. His left eye had also been replace with obvious cybernetics and there was not telling what had been changed inside the rest of his body. Meyer even wondered if Cotton would one need to be taken care of...
His short presentation over, it was now the good Captain's turn.
- "As you all know by now, I lead not only this precinct, but this happy little band of hopefuls. Before my assignment here, I was handling cases in Atlantic City, first as Lieutenant, then as Captain, for 5 years each. I had done a 1-year round in each major department, Vice, Robbery, Homicide and Internal Affairs, before entering management. My transfer here was not entirely my idea, but I've decided to make the most of it by pushing for a bigger budget and acquiring you people. I won't lie to you, both the Mayor and Governor expect fast and positive results, so I have a lot riding on you."
- "Great, Interjected Marli, so you DO want supercops..."
- "In a sense, yes, replied Esteban, but burning you out is not an option, hence my desire to split you guys into teams to better handle the workload. When one team handles Vice or the lag from Homicide, the other will take on C-SWAT duties. Your cases may become intertwined, as this sector boasts quite a few illegal ripper doc clinics, but that's a good thing. Everyone will always be on the same page. I will hold the fort here for Vice and Homicide, while Cotton will supervise C-SWAT."
The tension eased slightly. Captain Esteban clearly had a well laid out plan. All that was left for them to do was not screw it up in the field.
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