The Kitsune of the Federation

Chapter One

***FEDERAL NEWS NETWORK***

"Today federal officials declined to comment about the latest trend of human victories in the White Horse Nebula as Arachnid activity has been annihilated. This latest trend was the first of many moral inspired surges of volunteers to the Federal Armed Forces due to the string of victories when staging for more advanced operations in the sector of the galaxy. However we go to our leader for for information as to where the recent Victories have taken place.

For the past year: Federation Control has been established against the Arachnid incursions on frontier settlements. Many have wondered who are the ones clearing the way for humanity to be the dominant race in the galaxy. So Federation Network's have provided information as to what and how this series of victories have been established; in fact our own Miitary Commander, Sky Marshall Dienes provided some insight as to what this 'Unit' is.

Sky Marshall Dienes stated in an interview; 'Due to the extraordinary efforts of the Federal Spec-Op's Brigade future colonial activity will be honored in their part to extend humanity's reach into the galaxy. Their activation and creation almost four years this day has proved to an unimaginable success in our campaign to rid the galaxy of this Insect Insurrection! They shall never give ground to the Arachnids nor retreat from any assignment, my own blood shall demand this to our people!'

This was from the Sky Marshall this afternoon when the Federal Council dismissed its daily activities; territorial expansion has been an urgent issue to raise human populations to combat incursions from the Arachnids themselves. Still there are those who wish to have 'wait and see' policy when it comes to the Arachnids; to give light to this approach, Federation Officials allowed a Scientific study from the front-lines of the Spec-Ops Unit who cooperated with the expedition extensively.

In an exclusive interview with Federal Arachnid Scientist Lisa Thomas: who confirmed with Federal Committee on potential bug behaviors on the battlefield. Her findings will be discussed by the Federal Council in the next day of activities furthermore suggestions on Arachnid policies will be potentially changed as to how the Bugs are in her findings.

The Head of Bug Behavioral study announced,' During our field time experienced in the Mobile Infantry while conducting parallel studies with the Spec-Ops Brigade we have determined that Arachnid intelligence is a viable danger considerable to the survival of human troopers on the ground. More so we find evidence of a small hierarchy on the battlefield where human troopers are individually targeted if alone or perhaps surviving for so long. Spec-Op's Troopers have voluntarily tested these theories in the field with our equipment nearby, remarkable courage from those men and woman: our findings have been proven true...'

Almost her findings were challenged by pro-humanitarian party members who disagree that Arachnids could evolve independently or remotely become adaptive.

Pro-humanitarian spokesman declared to an interview: "There's no evidence in past incursions nor any future speculation that Insects have superior intelligence. These cowboys, these yahoo 'Spec-Ops' are just rumored men and woman who have no regard to human evolution. I reckon..."

The latest casualty estimates range from 198,500-200,000 killed within the year; a fifteen percent better survival rate currently in our Armed forces which is due to our own Federation leading the way. If you wish to enlist to become a 'Citizen' find the local planetary recruitment station in your Colony, City or Asteroid Post. The Federation needs you, now more than ever, Federal Services Two Years guaranteed or more for your duty.

Later on in that day, Scientist Thomas took that time to display her findings to the Federal Intelligence Committee later on in the day; in other news the attack on Planet Armstrong V draws out into a trench war beyond Reserves are to be sent there to contain the incursions in the Armstrong System since it has key Industrial Resources ready to be used by the Federation's arsenal.

Due to the lack of Space Fleet superiority has made reinforcement drops considerably dangerous for Mobile Infantry Ground Troopers.

In Other News, the recent protests of extremists in the Gama Cluster, near our Sol system have been growing violent as of lately. Many consider the build up of Federation Troops as a means to an end to suppress there 'freedoms' and 'independence'.

Later to follow…

A man at a bar idly swished the last of the alcohol down his throat as his eyes briefly flickered to the TV implanted on the wall. The idea of the Federation not losing men and woman to the Bugs was pretty much a pile of horse shit but the soldier within him determined it wasn't a total loss of life yet.

Inhaling the stale smell of a freshly built bar on a Federal FOB really made the progress of fighting the Arachnids worth the effort. The man sighed running a hand through his hair as if annoyed with something from within him; the effort and progress?

Those two words really set the stage in how a man in this Federal Era could live despite the life expectancy of a MI Trooper whose main purpose was to fight an enemy on the ground whose advantage numbered more times than an actual persons rib cage.

This war had only just begun yet the latest causality estimates he had received from Federal High Command had placed the first major offensive at roughly: 850,000 dead within the year or so; a fucking blood bath in other words.

"After all the bloodshed I had to go through to reach this place; Earth decides on more anti-bug news to get more activists shot or even killed. When will this be enough, when I die or when another ten million more do behind the scenes before the war breaks out."

A small shake of his head and another refill of alcohol in the glass made the man wonder if the Federation would ever change its tactics but he knew secrecy was the key to successful control over the Human Empire across the galaxy. Whoever thought Alien technology were just myths, those people were right, the bugs had a key and humanity just forged it into their own weapons.

These Secrets held more power in politics than any other battlefield known to man ever since the collapse of the United States back in the two thousands give or take; everything had a breaking point one day. All it took was enough time, pressure and eventually something had to give. And when it did give, usually chaos flooded the world till someone had to pick up the pieces.

"I wondered if I died that day or even considered to stop myself from becoming human; all I have done and for what? Another grave without a body to bury, it's never enough to satisfy the success over the body counts."

Before he could reflect on anything further the man glanced over to his left to see another male sit next to him.

"Sir, is this a bad time?"

The first man smiled while downing another glass of alcohol, good stuff.

"Nope it's not a bad time at all Lieutenant, in fact it's a good time as always." The younger man who hesitantly sat next to the first held a binder with a hologram with the Federations Symbol on it; unassumingly it was filled with operations data and future endures within the sector his unit was in.

"So I take it that Federal Command is asking on our status again? Which by extension want us to deploy more operations in this system?"

The Lt. nodded much to his Command Officers smirk; he already knew what was coming as the lower ranked soldier merely sighed. It seemed that they were needed as moral and literal victory models for the rest of the Federation Military to carry on without any more doubts. That was the price of being very successful behind most of the battles the public knew back on Earth and with her colonies across the human territories.

"Not that I really mind the updates, given to us. I think of it as a voice that some of us are fighting for the benefit of Earth. Ah who the hell am I kidding, they just want more feed on how good the war will be as we push these fucking arachnids away from this sector. To the victor go the spoils of war eh…"

"Considering we've got our A.O in this province, Bug activity has been decreasing since the latest waves of our forces have touched down. Sir it's almost too easy now but is this right to feel cocky?" the Lt asked the other officer who smiled mirthlessly, that was a feeling he knew would cause of a lot of death whenever it was brought up.

Oh he knew that all too well mind the records say.

"Never feel cocky unless you want to end up sliced like a piece of meat that you already are."

This drew a reaction from the Lt who looked curiously yet nearly pissed at the comment. His superior noticed this before resisting an urge to pull out a dagger to see if he could say that sentence with discipline carved into his chest.

Yet he withheld it, this was not his home world where he was founded by his father.

The other officer considered it fortunate his subordinate could pick up the sarcasm and blatant attack on his intelligence. Nearly fortunate as he sighed re-pouring another shot of alcohol to cure the itch in the back of his throat; Federation had some of the best drinks when a man needed to drown his emotions for a bit.

The Federation: Humanity's United Front that made the universe insignificant but he knew better, something was egging his footsteps as his unit swept the worlds were Arachnids infested, something was etching him onward…

Almost daring him to find what it was; something that the Federation was frightened to find out.

"You already know both of us are expendable pieces of flesh, the Federation has its perks but being considered important is rarer than finding needle in a haystack. However…"

The man idly twirled the alcoholic liquid in the glass, the light constantly reflecting small shows of red and purple onto his uniform. Unwittingly within those swirls were battles he had fought in, the battles where dozens died, men became nothing more than the damning spirits in what the living hoped to avenge.

He felt his heart grow colder.

"Hold the line! Don't let up!"

*Gunfire echoed in his ears*

"We'll pull through we need to get to the LZ…"

*A horrid screeching sound followed; with soldiers agonizingly death-cries*

"Sir! They're breaking through we need immediate…"

Static like sounds followed suddenly by explosions to implode a man's ear drum.

Silence reigned for a moment as the TV continued onward with the Federal News in the background much too both men whose grim smirks said many things; propaganda really made it their day to listen too. Not that it made much of a difference to one of the two; he was fighting for something back home on Earth as it was.

It didn't do much to one of the two whose memories were harder to forget given the chance of the day.

"Despite the fact we are competent we are slightly above expendable flesh; we're flesh that is just a little harder to replace. Always remember that Lieutenant." The officer being spoken too really let loose a small entertained smile as the other grimly chuckled at that.

Now whoever said during a War soldiers could not enjoy the banter of their own lives that were expendable to fight an enemy who nearly outnumbered them five to one.

Just then the door leading to the bar opened revealing another person entering.

A female Captain walked in moving to sit on the left side of the first man who merely stared ahead flatly, he had a feeling that something just kicked off.

"Colonel, bug holes just opened up from landing Zone X-Ray in the Southern Continents, Fleet Command has advised us to settle in that area to contain them before spreading along the primary supply lines." the woman was a red head with startling blue eyes and a body to match any hot blooded males desires but to the man, the Colonel he merely nodded absently while staring ahead at a mirror.

He saw his reflection: calm and indifferent, he no longer felt like a human now.

Not that it mattered much, at least anymore.

"Understood Captain; go prep the 3rd and 4th battalions for immediate dust off. I want Major Sten and Major Dae in my HQ for debriefs. We'll learn more as we go." The leading commander downed his drink before inhaling deeply, time to go do the grind again. It always was the same, but for a reason he knew that was close to his heart: today was a day to live no matter what.

The Colonel stated getting up as the Lt handed him his Beret which was a black coloration with the federation's symbol on a crest over the left eye brow. He placed it neatly as he folded the ridge to make the signature beret look complete.

It was a good thing to wear on most days so far.

"Lieutenant Sanders go with Captain Daniels as her runner and report back when both Battalions are ready for land operations." Both officers saluted him as they rushed out of the bar leaving their Colonel looking at the mirror with his reflection, he smirked as he finished his last drink of alcohol.

As he turned to leave he slammed the glass down upside down letting the light reflect into the cylinder.

A name tag caught in the reflection, the silver bars giving voice and direction to who this person was…

"Uzumaki."

And above it was the full bird insignia of a colonel, glistening in the fading light of the bar as he walked out of the building only to be met with something inspiring.

The wind blew directly into his face; sending pieces of reddish dirt as the skies above bled red to announce the sunrise. A damp smell wafted through the air, it was going to rain soon what a beautiful day to fight and to die at the same time.

As he walked out of the door Colonel Uzumaki was met with two columns of officers on each side of him ranking from Junior Lt's to Majors that he knew over the course of the years fighting in the Spec-Op's Brigade across the galaxy.

Glancing to the senior ranks that were only the two Majors at the beginning of the Columns they sounded off.

"Present Arms!"

In the light of the planet in the distant reaches of the Galaxy, the sun lit up the misty day as Colonel Naruto Dienes Uzumaki walked with a dozen men saluting him as he made his way to the Command Headquarters, all really inspiring in his mind as he got to the end of the dozen man column.

"Be at ease soldiers."

Walking to the building in the center of the FOB was a simple stroll across a desert landscape whose climate was so dry that instantly Naruto felt his lips dry out. He idly tapped his mouth to see if the texture was matching his thoughts; his mouth went dry next, typical planet.

This was an arid planet where the Spec Ops Brigade had more than some Search and Destroy Mission.

A breeze went by his ears as he looked back to see a column of marching soldiers behind him, the Federations Officer Academy back on Earth trained enough men to understand unity was a critical tool for the masses. He sighed frustrated since most of them were older than him which he was turning twenty in another year in change, awesome.

He blamed himself for being here since he always strives to become the best soldier his father wanted him to be. The man had his moments where he did cherish him, his adopted son but he was a task master down to the wire. Warfare and history were his favorite things to learn, but doing the actual work was even more fun.

Moving across the barren terrain, Naruto moved to see a square like structure with four turrets on each corner facing the sky.

Those were Gatling guns designed to shoot down air-arachnids or be useful to thin out swarms of the bugs if they mounted a charge. They fired equivalent to the old .50 Calibers back in the twenty-first century, crude but effective at taking huge shreds of meat off. The best way to respond to an enemy that had brute force, throw even more brute force back at them to make them bleed, painfully.

They were nicked named as 'Butchers (1) '' or so the Brigade called them.

They were an experimental weapon the Federation wanted to test out, so they came here with the Spec-Ops to see if they could hold out. Usually weapons were quite effective with them yet for some reason; Naruto believed the Federation's R&D wanted them as lab rats before letting conventional units have them. Too much money and even considerable trust that if an accident occurred, public outcry was there in the shadows awaiting its time to shine.

The HQ was surrounded by electric fencing, another experimental weapon that was still glitch at times but they served as deterrents for the bugs. The brigade considered them as possible fatal deterrents at the least. Useful till otherwise said. "Not that it will matter, there considered to be prototypes with a heavy price tag on their names, amazing that weaponry is a pain to build."

Walking into a small tunnel like entrance he was met with a short corridor leading to the Command Operations, basically a giant room filled with computers, holograms and one massive touch screen orientated map that directed where the Spec-Op's forces were located on the planet. It was basically any little boy's dream of running his own army against the Bugs.

Moving to the table, several of the officers he called for moved from behind him or were waiting at the Hologram table, he sighed again tugging his beret before standing at the head of the 'group'.

One pair of blue aquatic eyes scanned around, seeing that the two majors in question were here Naruto took this as the time to start this debrief.

"Major Sten, Dae. As you can see, bug holes have opened up in the southern continentals, simple orders: Search and Destroy."

Naruto keyed the map to zoom in as 'red' signature's indicating Bugs moved up from the grounds, they had small recon drones in the area so information was limited at the moment. Major Dae, a woman in her early thirties questioned the area which the Colonel obliged with his nod. Most of his senior ranked officers were shored up in other Units before he 'drafted' them into the Spec-Ops, he wanted flexibility with a good amount of brute force to withhold a storm. So far, he took the time to enjoy the moments he had with these people over the few years.

"Colonel, how bad are the bugs going to swam? The last time we had these holes, 3rd Battalion had a hell of a time trying to establish a foothold, sir." She spoke to the point which Naruto could respect and relate too, but nonetheless he answered as best as he could. Usually mission details were sketchy but this brigade had held the line against the Arachnids for awhile now.

"Unknown but you better expect tankers to be there, we'll have fleet support on the horn if you need to it send up. 4th Battalion, Sten, you'll be roughly thirty clicks south of 3rd's position." The blond paused as he looked to his right to see a tech staff hand him a report; he took it without reading since the debriefing was still going on. The small holo-notebook had information pertaining to the Objective here, at a glance it was nothing worth mentioning to his Staff here. Not that this planet held any secrets, it was a dead end.

"Your terrain… " The map zoomed to another spot in the mountains was highlighted with Blue locations, pre-scoped targets to search for an object, "Will be here in this sector, you know were searching for the prize here. Federal Command believes this planet has another artifact that the Arachnids are hiding; I don't need to remind you that the danger in finding the structure will have. My 5th Battalion will be on stand-by if you find the structure, from there 1st and 2nd Battalion have our backs."

Naruto paused to read the report from the tech staff a few moments ago, he frowned at the Orders from Federal Command, and seriously this was the last thing he needed. Nothing ever went to plan anymore, these past few months have been so chaotic it barely gave the Spec-Ops to get a mission done without adequate time frames. Someone in the top brass was getting anxious or scared for results more than ever.

"Alright, debrief dismissed. And be safe out there ladies, gentlemen." He added to his officers nodding in grim determination, they would need all the help they could get. Still the officers around the table saluted him as he returned it before unlocking the digital report.

'From 'Federal Command: to Acting Spec Ops Commander Colonel Uzumaki, your next assignment is to assist and search for Arachnid Artifact on Planet Klendathu; details are unknown whether information is accurate. Roughneck Unit shall be shored up to give Spec Ops enough time to Scout out target areas; requesting personal interest . Furthermore Actions are to be placed upon the following: Spec-Ops Brigade shall commence operations in a dual-coordination with Federal Forces and Agencies… (2)'

"I'm not god or anything. Why are they pulling me personally, I swear Politicians are getting worse by the year now."

The Colonel muttered to himself as he mused on whether to pass up this chance. Multiple planetary scouting missions and such could lead to a greater danger for his unit but at the same, if both planets yield rewards then it was enough for the Federation to Grant more funding and Unit Numbers to his resume. Not that he wasn't doing well, the more men he had and able bodies, then he more time to get things done quicker without using the Conventional Forces to be Meat Shields.

Looking down at the map, Naruto frowned because the lack of activity on this planet meant a dud. The operation here was on the ending portions, nothing suggested anything related to their objective lied here. So he could take a leave of absence to take the 5th Battalion to scout out the supposed 'Home World' of the Arachnid empires but again, the risk wasn't worth the reward without truth.

"Get me Lieutenant Colonel Sasha, she'll be notified of my absence."

He spoke over his shoulder to one of the Tech Analyst that moved with the speed of god's blessing. He'd needed to rethink the strategy in place here, without his 5th Battalion as support, the other two had to redo their orders but it wasn't that far off since he had to work with the original three years ago. Three years he established this Unit with his Father's permission, support and most of all, faith in him but alas, it took him to be enlisted at fourteen years of age to make a splash in the pond as it was.

He had almost a full decade of experience in combat, he knew he could pull things off given the right resources.

Naruto didn't need to wait for long. Glancing over his shoulder he saw a stern eastern European female with dark blond air saluted him in a crisp clean way. "Sir, you sent word for me?" The male turned to return the salute before waving the female Lt. Colonel forward; she was his second in command, acting commander if he had to be someplace else, the field or Federal Side.

The second took a moment before speaking, a frown on her face.

Her green eyes, like emeralds were looking at the Federal Orders, she detested people in power.

Well detested Politicians, the ones with no Military background at the least.

"Tch, they are just holding us back sir. I guess the only good thing here is that this planet is a no go; I'll make the necessary precautions for the cleanup here. Unless your suggestion something more, Colonel."

The woman spoke smiling, Naruto shrugged, Sasha knew the reg's whenever he had to go. He would've stayed here fighting but to find another potential 'artifact' would be key to the Federation R&D Division, hell it would boost human ingenuity into the next generation. However that was only if there was one on this planet, which there wasn't any signs so it was a bust.

Fuck it, there were thousands of systems out there to be explored so he welcomed the challenge.

"I'll be at the Klendathu System, mop up the situation here and rendezvous at my next location, which will be there or wherever I find out. There's nothing left on this planet, so it's a dead end. Contact the 'Lancer' for immediate prep and jump, send word that the 5th Battalion will be housed in its hold till otherwise ordered…"

Naruto handed the report to his second while moving to the transporter that would airlift him into space; one of the Spec-Op's Cruisers would have to get him to where the Federal Fleet was gathered at. One of the few battle stations out in the middle of space, a miniature city and Military stronghold all in one get-up. Basically a man's dream come true, if you were a soldier at heart.

"Yes sir. Have fun hunting."

The young blond merely snorted, Sasha had a wise guy attitude in a 'hot' but deadly female body, irony at the best. Then again, she was only twenty seven so he was technically the youngest officer in the Federal Forces give or takes a few months of the people ahead of him.

Moving with a purpose, the young Colonel stepped back out of his Command Room before going back down the hallway, where a runner had gotten his overcoat, the Federations insignia on his right shoulder with his rank on the left followed by the Unit's own identity over his left breast pocket. The Unit patch, was a work of his own design along with the Traditional ancestry of stereotypical unit insignia in any Armies past.

Two Winged Foxes almost curling around opposite sides of a human skull with a Knife in its jaws.

Along with two words above the said skull: Spec-Ops in neat dark red font.

"I love my design, can't get much nicer and cooler than that in all the Federation."

All in all, Naruto considered himself a professional and most of all: a badass when it came down to the grind.

Stepping outside the sliding doors, the two sentries posted at opposite sides of the doors gave him a salute with their rifles extended. He returned it amused, training did pay off no matter what the obstacle was but in the end, it made all soldiers look professional to the bone.

Mentally counting, the blond stopped exactly twenty meters, a 'screeching' sound of engines being moved into a vertical descent made the young Colonel look up.

The lifeboat landed in front of him, the door opened to reveal a young Administrator to Federal Intelligence, the man seemed to be the messenger to the higher ups. Probably was there to explain the situation, whatever was developing seemed to have gotten the attention of the 'Federations Wandering Eyes' (3.)

"Colonel Uzumaki it's an honor to meet you. I was told that your father sends his regards and we apologize for this abrupt change in Mission parameters."

The man waited for the blond to sit in the transporter, while the scene outside changed into an organized chaotic mess as dozens to hundreds of the same transporters moved from the sky to ship off the 5th Battalion.

The massive influx of ships gave to the naked eye, as one cruiser had the capacity to hold this amount of equipment to get a Unit on the move quickly.

"I'm sure my dad is just happy to know we're winning the fight here on the frontier. But for the record, you Federal Higher Ups love fucking me over, so I guess it's nice you're truthful about it." The colonel retorted folding his hands as the other man nervously gulped, the cold blue eyes that locked with him told a future of a painful endearment.

The transporting lifeboat shifted violently as it jostled the Federal Administrator, while the soldier barely flinched. Swaying left to right, the ship moved through the atmosphere before hitting space quite easily, it was almost nothing held the flying craft back.

"So tell me about Klendathu, from what I heard isn't that in the Arachnid Zone? I've only done three missions in that Zone sir." Naruto spoke up looking at the man who cleared his throat, the officer decided to leave the messenger alive, he didn't blame the poor soul yet.

The Federal Administrator pulled out a binder from underneath his seat, the hologram inside placed an image of the planet in front of the colonel, whereas the greenish hue gave the young man a sinister appearance. If it scared the Federal employee he didn't reveal it.

"Klendathu originally was scheduled to a point of interest for you to investigate Colonel however, in case if you didn't know, Buenos Aires, Argentina was struck by a meteorite." The blond narrowed his eyes, a sick feeling crept into his stomach and it wasn't because of the meteorite. He knew, Command Knew the Bugs could think to solve problems.

"I warned Federal Command about their intelligence, hell the fucking Experts we had with us were telling the truth. I said time and time again, the Bugs are thinking and they're smart enough to find out how to kill us quicker. Hell all it took was a Meteor to kill Millions to get a response…"

Naruto snarled out in a rant that made the poor man nearly piss himself, if there was one thing that the blond held: it was spreading the truth about the Intelligence of the Arachnid Empire, they're were capable of space travel so why didn't anyone think they were smart?

"Of course, Colonel, Federal Intelligence suggested as much."

The blond narrowed his eyes; he had half a mind to snap this guy in half. For a moment, a split second his eyes turned into red slits that would've made any man piss their pants at the sight. Fortunately he withheld that urge for now, as he leaned back in the seat feeling the smooth ride through space. The urge to snap this man's neck was clear but restraint definitely needed to be in place or else.

"Due to the attack, the Mobile Infantry is deploying to Klendathu to exterminate the Arachnid forces there, also due to this Conventional Invasion, your tasked to investigate the far side of the planet to see if structural remains are still present. In hindsight the invasion will be a shield so that the bugs will not foresee another drop, take it as a blessing within a cursed place."

Naruto nearly broke this man's face in but withheld that urge again before inhaling deeply. This certainly got better and better as time went on, seriously all he needed was some sort of Nuclear Arsenal and it was a happy new fucking years day party. What more could a soldier ask for in this day and age?

"This keeps getting better and better; I take it the M.I is deploying majority of their divisions there?" The young blond remarked and asked all the same. The information that came forward didn't settle well, after all wasting lives on an Invasion that was going to fail from the start just screamed 'madness'. Wasting soldiers

"Command estimates a partial success with the Mobile Infantry laying out the Arachnid defenses, the Fleet will provide Aerial recon/support if the Infantry have a hard time."

One snort of amusement came from the blond, he knew without a doubt, no Aerial Support, the operation was fucked to begin with. What a waste of soldiers, he knew he couldn't dispute the invasion since he was in a precarious position to begin with, he didn't need the entire Federation after his head for 'treason' or 'insubordination'.

"Colonel, you're going in when the initial Invasion commences. You have a window of four hours at the most to scout as much terrain before making a call on the A.O. This mission is solely on your judgment; Federal Command is awaiting your answer when the Invasion occurs. It's a lot of faith they are going out on, your father ordered me to relay this to you…"

Naruto looked up a bit shocked but nodded for the man to relay the Message his Father the Sky-Marshal. It had been a few months since he last spoke to the man face to face, the transmission across the Galaxy didn't count as far as the blond could throw it.

The man cleared his throat: "Sometimes to make a call, you live through it and find out if the risk is well worth the reward."

That made a small smile appear, the young blond considered his father a good man at heart. Even across the galaxy, the man knew what to say to him whether an operation or a choice for that matter, was difficult to make.

His father set a simple ultimatum.

"Make a choice and stick with it."

The transporter shuddered marking the entry to the Federal Cruiser 'Lancer'.

For a moment the lights flickered on the transporter making the Administrator sweat, in the flickering light where darkness met the young blond Colonel, two red eyes burned into the very man's soul. Two eyes filled with malice, cruelty and the will to dominate all who oppose him.

It seemed Klendathu would tremble before the might of a human, who was not exactly normal.

One smile later and the doors opened.

'End Chapter One'

Author Notes: What can I say; I have a knack for making Crossovers that few people do. I saw some author post a challenge about it and I will inform him, personally this is me getting bored without expending too much energy on my main fics which drive me crazy to write out. I try but again I hate forcing myself to write since really, what more to a hobby if you do it for fun.

Couple things: No Johnny Rico, Ace, Diz, Carmen and the cast of the Original Troopers will not have major roles in this story. They'll be around at times but I won't put them in with the Spec-Ops; personally I like the Roughnecks so Johnny will be in Command of them eventually as per the movie but I will have Naruto keep an eye on him.

Yet that doesn't mean the Roughnecks had considerable involvement with the Spec-Ops Originally...*hint*...

The Created Characters will be primarily the ones that Naruto/and this story involve, personally there's a lot of room to mess with in this Universe. I'll mention certain other characters that the Second Movie forgot, along with the Third movie which brings back Rick eventually. So again, plenty of time for me to mess with the characters, the created ones to make'em likable and be based off other people in reality.

On a side note: Here are some explanation for certain devices/objects/people/information...

(1.) The Gatling Gun System is basically the 'Phalanx CIWS' System', it's basically the only way I can explain the system in the Federation's arsenal. Plus it's easier for everyone to search it and see what it looks like. Personally its just four Gatling guns with .50 Caliber rounds feed in a belt, the simplified version for this story even though it doesn't exist.

(2.) Standard Orders, it's a just an overview in what the man reads and honestly could care less. Most reports, while I was in the Service, I did an Op-Order boy did that suck; it's a pain in the ass to memorize and write.

(3.) 'Federations Wandering Eyes' – the Equivalent to the CIA in terms of the what that organization does, basically the Fictional Organization that doesn't hurt the main plot of Starship troopers but enough for some people to enjoy the story. If you wish to know who or what controls them, Military Intelligence gives them the go-ahead for operations in whatever Sector the Federation Controls; Colonized or Militarized.

I know for a fact people will be sending me PM's about this story or just flat review it, so by all means send'em up. I'll do what I can to answer them without too much hassle.