The wrong Girlfriend

Jeremiah and Gloria's wedding day. For them, it was a

pleasant warm sunny day. But for some,

it was frankly a day that you just have to endure. Well, or just get drunk like a pig immediately after the

ceremony at the bartender's counter.Those some were my team of penguins. Yesterday we organized

a bachelor party for Jeremiah, but this cunning bug quickly gorged himself and fell asleep like a dead man.

And this was at 8 pm. Not wanting to lose the opportunity to have fun, we just left

him in the apartment, and we went to the nearest strip bar.Due to the fact that the hero of the occasion was not with us physically,

but was spiritual, we drank and ordered girls for him. Lying. We just bought a strip bar

for the whole evening and did all sorts of crap. Starting from everyday things

like drinking vodka from the breasts of strippers, ending with a race using

them as horses. So we spent the evening properly. But the morning was

disgusting. Our doctors did everything possible to give us a normal look.

Only it was on the outside, but inside we were in such a state that

we had to inject combat stimulants and devour a couple of packs of chewing gum, so as not to scare away all the guests with our

breath and not to make an improvised fire by

breathing on a match or a candle.The guests were seated, and the priest, Jeremiah, was standing on the podium. We

were on the side of him, smiling and breathing through our noses. On the other side were

the bridesmaids. They gave us interested looks, but we

didn't care. No matter how beautiful they were, the filter called hangover ruined

everything.At last the bride appeared, and Gloria was led by her son.

It took him some time to get used to the idea that Jeremiah would become his mother's

husband. At first he was wild, but time had taken its time, and he accepted

his mother's choice. So he brought her in calmly and without making a spiteful or frowning

face.The bride and groom were not youngsters, but it was still felt

that they were a little nervous. After all, for both of them, it was the FIRST wedding. Jeremiah was

understandable, because from a young age he was busy only with work and most

of the time his relationships with women were mainly just to

let off steam. And Gloria. It had its own shitty story. I didn't dig much,

but you could say that David was born out of wedlock because the asshole insemination ran away,

leaving her alone.So a certain nervousness is understandable.The priest began to say something about oaths and promises. Well, you

know. Love when everything is good and love when everything sucks. Love for a long time and will not

change. In short, everything that many people forget about when marriage becomes a routine, and there is no one in the

family with iron nerves and fists to prevent such crap.

-Jeremiah. Are you willing to take Gloria as your wife?"-Yes! Yes! Yes!"And you, Gloria, will you take Jeremiah as your husband?"-Yes! Yes! Yes!Their answers made us laugh. Apparently, we

were not the only ones who were tired of listening to the priest, and the newlyweds wanted to speed things up.- Then put these rings on each other! - After these words

of the priest, Gloria and Jeremiah put the rings on each other with their skills. - I declare

you husband and wife! Groom, kiss the bride!To the accompaniment of applause and shouts of congratulations, Gloria and Jeremiah

kissed. And then the fun began.Well, for me and my boyfriends, fun. But the bride and groom

were busy with guests. While they were chatting and listening to congratulations with wishes for a

bright future, my team was undergoing a course of treatment for bloody Mary. After two glasses, it felt

better, and we began to have fun. Even the bridesmaids began to receive their portion of

attention. If the penguins had no problems with light flirting, then Ron apparently got

too carried away with the role of casanova and felt all the charm of the breath of death and the gentle shaking of

the neck from his evil wife.Kowalski was dancing and having fun with his girlfriend, Lucy. They

were happy, but I was a little nervous about something wrong. It was as

if she was trying to spend her time waiting for something else. Something very important. Thoughts came to

mind that she wanted to hear a proposal

or engagement announcement from Kowalski at the wedding. Kowalski was very secretive and jealous when it came

to his girlfriend, so one could only guess.Suddenly, at the very end of the wedding, Yerinobu arrived. Purely

out of politeness, realizing that he was incredibly busy, I sent an invitation to the wedding

with the approval of Kowalski and Jeremiah and Gloria."Yerinobu? I thought you'd be busy." I greeted him."I'm kind of busy. I've come to congratulate and give a small

gift to the newlyweds. After all, this is the wedding of the head of TT, so you can fit this

meeting as a way to establish connections." He replied with a smile, and I led him to Jeremiah

and Gloria.If Jeremiah was able to hide his surprise, Gloria was in

a slight shock. But her experience as a paramedic allowed her to quickly pull her hands together and accept

congratulations from Yerinobu. It didn't

take long, because the newlyweds were already on their way out and had their

wedding night.So, waving to the departing car with the newlyweds, we

all returned inside and continued to celebrate. Although in fact it was

a good opportunity to talk without attracting too much attention."Any news?" Yerinobu

asked and lit a cigarette.-Hmm. Sort of, yes, and kind of no. This artifact that

Placid was talking about made my guys rack their brains, until it dawned that this

degenerate most likely meant the Relic Project. A biochip that allows you to

digitize the identity of a living person, and then transfer it to a clone. But it's still

too damp and there is little progress. If there are no particular

problems with scanning and digitization, then everything is very bad with the transfer. It will take years, or

even decades, to get stable results. Yerinobu sighed and asked for

a cigarette.- Are you sure that everything is so damp and the progress is so

slow? It's just that then such interest from Alt and the rest of the AI seems too strange to me

. She, of course, planned a long game and slowly, but

surely, gathered her strength. But her last actions resemble working in an anxious mode,

when many things do not go as planned and she does not have time everywhere. But these are

only my thoughts. Who knows what is really in the head of this evil fury. -

I handed him a pack and helped him light a cigarette.-Yes. Who knows what's in her head. I don't even always

understand the logic of our AIs, and we're talking about a strange hybrid of AI and human.

Returning to the more important questions about the relic and intelligence. Are you saying that everything is not so simple there, and

even my best moles have only found misinformation or are looking in the wrong place? Yerinobu remarked, arching an eyebrow.-It's possible. Your father still keeps a lot under his

control and hides even more. Your faction, of course, has become

very strong and now many doors are open for you, but..." - without finishing he made a subtle hint

that he was not omnipotent.-Faithfully. Eh. Plus, the internal power struggle within Arasaka

is only gaining momentum. Recently, my intelligence learned about some strange negotiations

with the Barghests and Michiko. More precisely, with one of Hato's important people." This news

made me a little nervous."We kind of worked in the dark and clean, and then walked through such

a steam roller with fire and sword to the advantage to erase all our traces. Do you

think someone found out that we were the ones who bleed the colonel and his gang of dogs?" I ask him, at the same time remembering the

day when we saved not only the Jay, but also the president in an attempt to find a trail that

could lead Barghest to us.-No. There are some old connections there. Until that emergency

call. More like they want to use a

sleeper agent to regain their influence. Michiko was quite popular with

the Americans and had some connections with the mercenaries here."That's good. But the fact

that they went to use a sleeper agent hints that the fight

may become even bloodier and the torn bulldogs will fly out from under

the carpet in a continuous stream. - released a line of smoke.-Yes. And there will be a lot of free

places in the corporate hierarchy. I need to use the restroom. Be right back. Yerinobu got up from his chair

and walked towards the toilet with a couple of bodyguards.I had already managed to smoke a couple of cigarettes and empty the glass, but

Yerinobu was still not there. Slight alcohol intoxication and boredom awakened the desire to joke,

and I wrote a short message to Yerinobu asking if he was going to

settle in the toilet stall. The strangest thing was that there was no answer, and I decided to check what

was happening there.When I approached the toilet, I did not see Yerinobu's bodyguards.

As far as I remember, one was supposed to be standing at the entrance, and the other inside. Something was wrong here

."Everyone be on guard. Manfredi and Johnson come to me. Rico,

Private take control of the exits. Kowalski is on you to control the network." He activated the

comm and transmitted the orders, and at the same time he took out his pistol.-Eat.-Accepted."Yes, sir.Answers came from everyone except Kowalski.-Shit. Kowalski, if you're having sex with your

girlfriend and just forgot about my message, you're going to die at the training ground,

and then I'll put on a chastity belt and throw away the key. - I cursed and tried to call him,

but without any success.Manfredi and Johnson had just arrived and had to give up trying to

contact Kowalski for later, but in the meantime we took up positions at the entrance to the toilet and

kicked down the door. But what we saw inside made us all curse.

On the floor of the toilet lay the corpses of two bodyguards in pools of blood, and Lucy and Kiwi, who had appeared here from nowhere,

finished attaching the explosives

to the wall. In one of the cubicles lay Kowalski, judging by his familiar shoes, and on the toilet

sat Yerinobu, tied up and knocked out.-Fire! I gave the order and activated the chrome. My pistol spat out

a couple of bullets and one of them hit Kiwi.But it was too late. They managed to jump to the side and hid behind the

booths. And then they activated the explosives.The shock wave knocked me and my guys off their feet. My ears were ringing,

and my limbs did not obey well.-Lucy! Run! - I hear a scream through the ringing and how one figure, pinching his side,

escaped through the breach.Blinking, I see Lucy carrying a bound Yerinobu. I opened

fire in an attempt to stop her, but it was all in vain. I hear tires screeching, and then

a minivan appears near the breach, from which guys with weapons and armor got out. They

helped Lucy drag Yerinobu into the car.Out of pure malice, I shot at them, but all but one bullet did not

cause any damage. But a single hit knocked off the disguise of one

of the mercenaries, whose face was very familiar to me.Very familiar to him.