Friend or Foe?! Who Bloody Cares!! [Zero's Choice]

Zero was now in the PTO Base, he was up at 2:30 am since he was usually up for patrol at this time. He decided to do some pushups while he was in his barracks, He got on the ground with his front flank facing the ground and began to do some fist pushups, placing his weight on his knuckles to hold himself on the ground and went down and up while he was working himself once more.



He was strong physically and strick in his self physical-upkeep and training, he had to get stronger. He didn't feel strong anymore, he felt indifferent, the revival of his body in the ice was one thing but the strength of the enemies the PTO had were nothing to laugh at. There were people stronger than him, people who were training their ass off to slap the PTO and the Colds, Sir Zero wouldn't turn a blind eye to that; not a hope and not a prayer...this had to be sorted out, the opposition was too strong, way too strong.



Either they trained or used some sort of Truffle Tech to really beef themselves up for the sake of combat. Then there were the saiyans before they were weak but now they could prove difficult, especially in their Great Ape Transformation. It was fun for him, he used to kill Saiyans like the Cops kill civilians every day, he had 10 planets one time that had to be put to PTO Heel or be destroyed. only 7 of those planets played 'ball'. The remaining three planets said fuck off pretty much then Sir Zero had his army of troops purge each planet then placed it on the market. As it was bought, he began to laugh on the way home with trillions of zeni made from the sale of the planets and the remaining seven planets had mining operations going on for many types of ore. Some were exclusive ore, not just titanium ores, but oil ores, and gold ores; lots of them on those planets. He helped the PTO's wallet that day.



Still going up and down, the Knight kept up his work ethic, his knuckles were strong and he was thick skins, as well as his skills being top notch. It was like he was born again so to speak, he felt like he had to get with the times and get much stronger.



He kept doing knuckle pushups, now at the count of one thousand, the warrior now putting his weight on each of his pointer fingers and now began to work himself a bit harder, using focus and concentration to work himself so hard for the first time in a long while, three hundred something years 'long' 'while'. As he really began to push himself, he was training the Talon Finger Jab which was really strong and serious to take, for the weak ones, he can pierce their body with extreme force and for the strong ones, hitting a pressure point can paralyze and cause a lot of discomfort to the body of his enemy. It was a good physical training method, he was always doing some form of training, it would be endless in the PTO, it felt great to be back on the team.



The war was still going on, even after 400 years and it was something he wanted to always be a part of, Sir Zero was frozen in ice sleeping, now he was doing finger pushups as he trained one of his methods of Tai-jutsu, the art of body. He now increased his speed a bit, not blurring but moving up and down as a faster speed than before as he tried to get to one thousand finger pushups as he was only closing in on five hundred.



Such effort in training would be seen as knightly, the workout was soon going to come to a close, such a strain of workout didn't even really affect him, it never did, it was funny how hard he was going to have to train to have the PTO become a top contender as the hardest organization in space.



What a day, what a night, what a life; Zero now closing in on eight hundred finger pushups. He had to keep training and he paced himself so his stamina wouldn't be too taxed, such workouts would be hard for an alien or human but not for the Cold Knight, Sir Zero, it was quite an invigorating session.



No one could topple his commitment and effort to perform in battle and be a top earner. He'd always have his dignity and honor to those who deserved it. Now finishing up his Physical Training regiment, he was closing in on one thousand and got to it and reached it with hard work and dedication to getting stronger.



He got up to his feet and wasn't even sweating, he had a good workout though, now beginning to do some jumping jacks to cool down. Suddenly a warrior ran into his room. "Sir Zero!" he yelled as he entered as his barracks, "We have an emergency! We have to..." Suddenly middy pointed his right finger at the guard and two missile shaped beams from the right index finger hit the warrior and caused him to fly back with his pectorial armor broken.



He now stared at him. "Get up grunt! That was nothing but a bitch slap! How dare you barge into my room unannounced! You could have been the enemy! Use your fucking head, you are in the World Planet Trade Organization for fucks sakes," The soldier screamed and got on his knees with his head down in disgrace and shame. "Forgive Me, Sir. Zero! I was weak and ignorant! I was in a panic! Permit me to make a report on the current emergency!" Sir. Zero now turned to the soldier. "Speak."



The soldier now gave a briefing of the situation. "One of our city's on this planet is under attack! It started 20 minutes ago. The combatants used firearms to spray and kill unarmed civilians! The police in our city opened fire and pinned down the enemy without much fuss or trouble then space mercenaries who had access to Truffle Technology now rushed the front lines that the police were fighting these warriors in. It wasn't fun. The Mercenaries all had access to truffle technology and they all ran at the police, blasting and shooting them all and running amuck in the city."



Sir Zero, the Cold Knight now turned to the soldier. He must have been a private but even corporals were known to panic blush. It was a funny thing to see this troop who he slapped with an energy attack to showcase his epicness. He frowned. "And what was done to respond to this attack! How many men did you send down and how much manpower does the energy hold over our endless army of grunts and goons? And who are you anyway?"



The soldier now kept his head down while on his knees in disgrace. "I am nothing, my name doesn't matter, what matters is the World Planet Trade Organization I am privileged to work for, I am nothing, I deserve nothing except what is given to me. I'm not important."He now shot his finger forward and then stopped. "Alright, you're still bowing and it seems that you know your place in the organization. However..."



He now from his fingers discharged a quick his version of a changeling classic, the infamous death beam to the left shoulder blade. "Let this be a reminder, mercy isn't something you deserve, it must be earned. It sounds like your empty inside... I could make you fill up with fear and panic, make you run out insane more so then you were a while ago." The man now was dripping blood out of his wound from his left shoulder blade. "I love shoulder wounds...you'll die from such a wound since the blood will keep coming out."



He now took out a package of sorts from his drawer he walked over too. "There simple to do, hard to defend against and tough to endure..." He then took out a patch to calm the bleeding down and have the regeneration process begin as he applied a patch on the front and rear wound. "As well as your seeing right now, they are also easy to treat and patch up. Our technology is really advanced, more so then saiyan and truffle. We have brutes with truffle armorment and enforcers with saiyan armorment. It's not an issue, these rebels aren't an issue... I don't think I can destroy the town but I will kill them all."



He now yawned. "Now Troop, Name and Rank and finish your briefing or the next move might drop you in agony and pain." The Troop spoke. "For... I mean Randali, Corporal Randali and we sent in 20 platoons to deal and kill them all and strip them of their technology... someone in this organization is selling our technology. We specialized in only Truffle Armorment for Invasions as a strike force and Saiyan Armorment for Planetary Defense Companies which we have now. They all have saiyan armorment which helps with defensive properties."



"Good report...now tell me the current condition of this 'city' you speak of as well as the name of this said 'city' you continue to speak of when I told you to get to the point of this briefing. I want and need to know the situation currently. So speak and tell me the truth"



Corporal Randali now wiped the sweat of his brow which he now used his tail to slam him hard right back to the outside of his room, embraced on the wall. "Now did I give you permission to wipe your brow? No... will you do it again and be left bleeding to death from me getting pissed off at you panic blushing or will you stay on that wall and give me the information I need to know and remember tick tock..."



Cpl Randali now stayed on the wall braced out. "Here's the scoop, apparently it's a warzone, we pushed them back with endless numbers and energy, they don't fire blasts though energy-wise, and that's when everything changed. The troops rushed in hard with thick clubs and began to swing, knocking our troops back and breaking bones and organs on the impact from those attacks. Their battle power is stronger than most of our troops right now in the defensive corps. Well, the low levels so to speak...we were getting pushed back as he almost had them out of the city. There are 7 platoons which the rebels have and based on their tweaking to their stolen Truffle technology...each rebel is as strong as a 20 troop low-level platoon! We have 12 platoons left, Sir. Zero and even with the numbers we have, they've got a lot of men down..."



the Cold Knight looked hard at the warrior. "Alright, pull yourself out of the wall I put you in and take me to this city." The troop pulled himself out of the wall and now ran with the Cold Knight jogging beside him as the troop performed a full out run. It wasn't something like this every day, Sir Zero was looking forward to this challenge.



Any who attack the homeland must die and be tortured extremely before killing them. But this was different, they used tech instead of training which in Sir Zero's eyes; felt weak, soft and lazy. Now they made it outside and both flew off with Zero crossing his arms. "Those men... they haven't been training hard enough, the PTO seems to have gotten too loose, those rebels shouldn't be an issue."



The scouter now beeped on Corporal Randali left ear and it was a private message 'Randali, we've made a perimeter in the center of the city to keep the rebels as well as pin them down. 10 platoons came and they're a lot stronger than the basic low-level teams. We're keeping them there, awaiting your arrival with Sir Zero, Private ranked soldier out.'



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Zero and the troops got into it, the middle class platoons were 500 in numbers and were seasoned as corpral ranked in the PTO, they had to beat this rebel attack. Apparently from the invasion forces he shot up with two of the middle classed troops as the men were now making a perimeter. Both of the two troops with Sir Zero now peppered off a volley of energy blasts down to pelt the incoming troops which had some sort of energy shield to break the weak blasts which were coming down but it pinned them in place.

Now the Imperial Knight now pointed his palm at the large ammount of rebels and braced his own firing arm with his other hand. A fushia like aura came about Zero as he was charging up to get all of them and within a bit with the PTO Middle Classed Corprals to keep the swarm of 500 foot soilders pinned down. Soon he discharged the blast and a VERY wide burst of energy was discharged like a large burst of indigo energy and it incinerated the attacking forces of rebels in one shot, the middle classed Troops now vanished as Zero fired his attack and the first wave of rebels were beat. There were rebel ships coming in, Vangmore units of what this enemy was. He didn't know much but these guys were humans with body boosting suits and what not. These were the foot soilders, they were space thieves. Criminals, Super Criminals, Gangsters, Mobsters, Enforcers, Goons, Villans and even super villians. But these were the humans. This was getting insane. As the smoke cleared there's a strong energy shield around him. "How the hell did you do that?! Who are you Rebel."

The rebel now smirked. "I don't matter in your eyes, but i will tell you that i'm not going to allow you to bully everyone. Your really thinking your doing good for the universe. You destroy cities, villiages, and towns! You destroy homes! You destroy families. You even kill children! Your not a warrior, your a terrorist! Killing the innocent isn't needed to gain support and respect! You don't come across as anyone that's worthy of mercy!" He now began to glow with energy about his body as he looked with blood rage at Sir Zero. "We're the 'X' organization and even now i want to defeat you! You destroyed my fellow comrades with one attack! I can't look at myself unless i beat you! Your not worthy of any mercy or any respect if your destroying troops like that on a regular basis! They had familes and homes! They were just led to believe that there deaths matter, that it wasn't a mindlesss suicide assault with their honor in dying seen as nothing and you know what you scum bag I'm gonna make it count!" His power began to rise as the rebel began to power up, he was wearing a helment and had a scouter.

Zero now smirked as this man was powering up. "Well sorry to break your little dream but your attack here won't change anything, The World Planet Trade will always be strong. Your just an ant to me, a weak little ant that stole a strength enhancing suit and think that because he's gotten some power, he can beat a changeling... and not only that, you think you can bring change. Let me tell you about change, it scares people in power currently, people talking bad about the PTO methods and the Cold Goverment has been happening since my father began and when i had a son and a family... but even so i lost it, lost everything came back and am back in the mix, this should be a good fight, I'd like to see how truely strong you are... but please, don't think defeating me changes anything, we have numbers and we can take losses for days, weeks, months if need be. Our strength is numbers and ruthlessness as killers!"

He now had his right thumb in the air with his right fist clenched "The Zero Fist is the best! No one has beaten it when I use it. You won't succeed, even if you suicide, I'll still be standing you weak rebel upstart, how dare you waste my time with such garbage you call character, how dare you think that you are equal to a changeling because you got a bitching little-modified truffle boost armor. I'm a warrior and a soldier, an officer, a galactic fighter and before was an imperial knight! This is my duty to slap people like you who try to attack and put fear in the organization I work for." He looked to the left a bit. 'The Ginyus really need to work a bit harder to slap these upstarts, I wonder if I could send the ginyus to track these people down...I'm gonna have to make them retreat, I don't know how many more troops they got. I think I destroyed half of the attacking regiment. The middle-class soldiers are here with me and the high ranking corporals in the low-level teams are keeping them pushed back and pinned down. Hopefully, with the fall of this righteous warrior, I'll be able to force these men to retreat and then be able to track where they are.' The Cold Knight thought to himself.

The Cold Knight now stared down this man with rage. 'How dare this weak upstart speak to me as I'm some mindless follower who will repent his sins, I'm an imperial knight of the royal family, my responcibilities are to the PTO now, the emperor passed on after losing in battle to some overpowered chump or so the scrolls said that I read in the library after dinner... I will not fail the World Planet Trade! I will not lose nor believe this farce of this loudmouth Commander being stronger than me or anything he thinks or says...I can't wait to slap this chump...I really could use a nice warmup'

Sir Zero Freeze then smirked with a grin shown by his lips"I don't know where you got those suits but it won't matter after you die, we'll salvage the parts and such and analize your enhancements and customization to your suits and use them in our suits, all you have done is make us stronger... you crybabies actually thought you had a chance, it was a good joke but it's really getting old. Anyways I could use a good warm up, you say your strengths and your powering up so I believe I can get a decent stretch before we go for a full out sprint!"

He looked on and watched this warrior, he really was pushing out a lot of his power, this would get serious but he decided to laugh at the guy some more "So when your done raising your power level we can begin this assassination against your citizen you whinny little crybaby, The PTO has killed Millions of rebels, naysayers and resistance. The World Planet Trade drafted Billions from planets which we took over and as well made trillions of dollars, space credits, zeni, gold, jewelry and such. We're pumping and making that dollar that you have stolen from truffles. Your nothing but a sad, pathetic man in a power suit...."

While Zero was talking He knew he was gonna be stronger as his power was being amplified but yet he continued. So get ready to finally get what you richly deserve, your never going to corrupt the universe with fear and intimidation while I'm around and guess what, there's six of us! You're stronger than us though but as one unit, one mind, one body we can end your reign of terror over the entire universe!" Soon he wasn't alone, there were six of them covered up and this guy seemed to be the boss of the group, a Captain or a commander.

One of them went to shoot and the preaching rebel raised his hand. "Don't shoot! He's unarmed! He may be a scumbag but we don't have to become like him to beat him! Righteousness and Unity against this warrior will be what beats this titanic warrior today!"

He now looked at the Middle-Class Corporals were now striking the troops with Zero looking at him with his arms crossed. "Really now, you show your enemies mercy? I didn't make that mistake. But tell me, are you going to fight me or make speeches from the pulpit? I don't have all day and I've been quite reasonable with dealing with you but I believe now that this has to end, and you need to come to PTO heel."

The Warrior smirked. "Your right horn boy! It is going to come to an end and I'm going to end it by sending you to the next dimension right here and now! The PTO will fall eventually and we'll bring you to heel, we'll bring you in for your galactic warcries, we won't live in fear of a tyrant organization that kills like life doesn't matter! I will beat you myself and end this tyranny and nightmare called the World Planet Trade! I will stop this madness and no one will have to watch their planet go boom with everyone still on it!" The warrior yelled as he rushed forward with a white aura to throw a punch at zero.

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