Battle Drone

Salem alcazar, the heir

apparent to the free republic

of alcazar.

Heir apparent?

So much for the election process.

Who said anything about an election?

This guy's buying up ordnance to suppress

the latest rebellion against his father.

Dead or alive?

Alive.

The guy he's working for however...

Victor gobefren.

You know him?

He tried to hire me.

Well fortunately for us,

you've got integrity grigori.

Pay was terrible.

Well it shouldn't have been.

This guy's probably

the biggest arms dealer in the world today.

Besides uncle Sam.

I'll tell you what val, while you're contemplating

running for office, we're gonna kill Victor,

- grab Salem, and take home a healthy paycheck, - all right guys?

We're just...

Were just gonna kill him?

Not even talk to him?

Ask him a few questions?

Get his side of the story?

Hey Dax.

Yeah?

Who's flying the plane?

Right.

Right.

He's a liability.

We're all a liability.

He's a bloody time bomb.

You wanna do what he does?

No.

I don't want anyone to do what he does.

Yeah that's right.

That's not the kind of world we live in blackwood.

Alright?

All this used to belong to the kgb.

Not bad for a poor boy from Ukraine, huh?

A man in your position must have many enemies.

I suppose I've made a few.

You don't worry about living in such open space?

We are in the heart of Moscow.

What could I possibly have to worry about?

Do you know who I am?

No, I'm just pointing this gun at you by accident.

Any problems?

Nope!

No?

Dax killed the bloody kaydrum.

The kaydrum?

He was a spy.

Who was he spying for?

The Russians.

The Russians.

You have any idea where we are?

Russia!

Yeah, we're surrounded.

Yeah.

Do me a favor.

Keep an eye on him.

Tie him up, kill him.

Wait!

No, no, you already killed the kaydrum.

But...

You know the deal Dax.

Um...

He could be my next employer.

Integrity.

Huh...

To assure...

You should have offered me more money last time.

Wasn't expecting it this soon.

We need a new exit strategy.

Anyone?

I'll give you anything.

Catering truck?

Anything.

How you feeling?

Oh thanks...

You happy?

What about Victor?

Oh, he's dead.

Pay the man.

That was festive.

Well I must say,

it's a pleasure doing business with the both of you two.

You have an interesting definition of pleasure,

mister rekker.

As do you, mister Smith.

I don't think she likes you very much.

You can't be serious.

Please, let me go. Please, I beg you.

Hello?

Is there something on your mind agent Hayes?

I don't see why we're paying that traitor

to do our dirty work.

That's because you spend too much time in the field

and not enough in the capitol.

Plausible deniability.

Kidnapping the son of a supposed ally in the heart of Moscow

is not something we can afford to have our fingerprints on.

What if he was captured?

Well if the Russians had captured rekker,

they would think they were doing us a favor, right?

I would agree with that.

So would half the Pentagon, that's the point.

So now that we got what we wanted

what keeps them from selling us out?

More money.

And what happens when someone comes along

with a better offer?

Then we make sure that someone works for us.

Somehow that doesn't make me feel any better.

It should.

Vincent rekker.

Do I know you?

Carl kess.

The arms dealer?

I prefer diplomat.

I'm sure a lot of people would disagree.

Yeah, a lot of people are naive.

What do you want?

To make a lot of money.

I'm hoping you'll help me finish what you started.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Rare earth elements.

Pardon me?

There's only two countries with concentrated deposits.

One's China, you wanna guess who the other one is?

The republic of alcazar.

Never heard of them.

Right.

The United States can't be seen in support of a dictator

that routinely uses genocide

as a means of holding onto power

but it can't afford to alienate the only non-Chinese

source of material its economy is so dependent on.

So this guy loses his son in Moscow,

blames the Russians,

and then his army doesn't get the weapons it needs

to suppress the local rebellion. That's nice miser kess.

Well played out. Yeah, unless the

rebellion fails, then what?

That'd be a shame, but it's none of my business.

The moment when you put a bullet in Victor gobefren's head

it became your business.

Like I said, I don't know what you're talking about.

There's an abandoned power plant filled with ordnance,

that was destined for alcazar regime,

but our mutual acquaintances

would like it to go to the other side.

I'm not a gun runner.

Well, but I am,

and all I need are the guns to run.

No, what you need is for someone to go get them for you.

Look, if I don't sell those guns to the rebels,

gobefren's cronies are gonna grow a pair

and hold firm on the original deal.

Either way, a lot of innocent people are gonna die.

True, but one way is a fight,

the other way is a slaughter.

Look, I've done some digging.

Despite your less than sterling reputation

you care about more than just money.

Even if that were true, you don't.

How do I know I can trust you?

Yeah, selling someone else's guns to a group

that's backed by an off the books credit line

from the United States,

that might be the sweetest deal I've ever made.

Ever sweeter if you're dealing to both sides.

But said creditors,

they're sending along an observation group

just to make sure

that everything goes where it's supposed to go.

Okay, I'll make a few calls, I'll verify some things.

Fair enough.

Maybe we'll talk terms tomorrow, okay?

I was hoping you'd be leaving tomorrow.

Leaving?