DC: I am Bruce Wayne

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"Spartans! Prepare for glory!" 

— King Leonidas, (300)

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<(Bruce Wayne POV)>  

"Oh, and also your uncle, Jacob Kane left a message for you, sir. He has agreed to use your soldiers from Wayne Security as guards for his family. It seems that his wife, Mrs. Gabrielle Kane succeeded in coaxing him to agree to it. However, he has a condition. He wants to see the effectiveness of the "Colony" for himself first. He wishes to test them with a mission." Cortana informed, her voice and demeanor back to her professional secretary mode. "He is seeking Wayne Security's collaboration with the U.S. military to dismantle a terrorist stronghold, more specifically a hideout currently utilized by The Many Arms of Death. By the way, this is one of the strongholds of which you supplied intelligence to the European Union through Alfred. So, it appears that this is not just merely a test of the suitability of Wayne Security's soldiers as personal guards, but also an evaluation of their potential as mercenaries for partnership and utilization by U.S. defense forces when necessary. Your uncle is giving you a chance to prove your company's effectiveness to the US government and defense forces."

"Really? Hahahaha, it seems my uncle wants to give me a birthday gift ahead of time. Well, I guess the saying is true, family is indeed always there for help... Cortana, inform the Alpha platoon that they will be going on a terrorist-elimination mission. If my uncle wants to see a show, we will give him a good one. Also, there will be no need for the US military to be deployed as well. Wayne Security will be handling this on its own. I am sure that he will agree to it too once he learns that I will personally guarantee the success of the mission while Wayne Solutions will compensate all losses and damages if anything goes wrong." I ordered.

"Got it, boss. I'll get to it." Cortana saluted dutifully. 

At that moment one of the VR chambers situated at one of the corners of the cave suddenly opened with a Hush sound as a figure slowly crawled out of it like a zombie. 

"God! How much time has it been since I was in the VR machine? I swear I hate therapy more than even my in-laws. Also, why the hell would someone make a digital therapist as hot as a supermodel with such seductive and revealing clothes, yet not allow the patients to even touch her? My PTSD might be slowly getting cured with these weekly therapy sessions, but my wet dreams about that hot therapist milf are just increasing every day. I think I might even be developing a bad case of PTBD now, Post Therapy Boner Disorder." He snickered to himself at his own bad joke while sporting a boner in his tight spandex suit before finally noticing me and Cortana staring at him, leading to his smile instantly disappearing. "Oh, hey guys, didn't see you there... You didn't hear anything, did you?" he asked with a weak smile as he subtly tried to cover his boner with his left hand.

"We saw and heard everything," I answered with a deadpan.

"Even recorded it for your wife to watch later" Cortana joined in with an "innocent" smile.

"Shit." 

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<[36 hours later, 1 am at midnight]>

<{Somewhere near the Karapinar desert, Turkey}>

<(Omniscient POV)>

"Remember everyone, this is not just our first real mission, it is also our first opportunity to prove our worth to our generous benefactor and employer. According to our intel, in the middle of this desert, there is a hideout of the terrorist group called Many Arms of Death, the same organization responsible for attacking one of the family members of Mr. Wayne. We were successful in being able to trace the location of the hideout using advanced scanners and satellites but now that the existence of this place has been confirmed, we have been tasked to eliminate everyone in the base while searching for more clues about the other bases and figuring out the identity of the top-most leaders of the organization without causing an international incident. This mission was set in motion as a contract from the US military, and it is imperative that the European Union or the government of Turkey not find out anything about it as it is supposed to be highly classified.

So, we will have to be subtle and complete the assignment without alerting any of the local authorities. Furthermore, we have intel that some of these terrorists might be skilled and experienced professionals, deadly assassins who were trained to kill from birth. So be careful and do not in any way underestimate the enemy. You are free to use your abilities as you want. Use plasma weaponry to your advantage. Remember, their base is heavily fortified, but our advanced armor can take the heat. Move fast and hit hard. However, do not forget that explosives can only be used with explicit permission from me or whoever is in charge in my place... That is all for now. Godspeed." Jack, the leader of the Alpha platoon of the Colony finished briefing his subordinates with a nod before popping a white pill into his mouth.

Following his briefing, the rest of the members gave him a disciplined salute before swallowing a similar-looking small white pill too as they prepared themselves both physically and mentally to infiltrate the enemy, their hearts beating with pure excitement for their first mission.

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<{Mountain desert base of Many Arms of Death, Karapinar desert, Turkey}>

A durable cool-looking armor and plasma-based weaponry inspired from the world of Rebel Moon weren't the only things Bruce had given his Colony members to ensure their strength. 

He had also changed their bodies with a few medical treatments and re-engineered them to be better than ordinary humans. Under his guidance, they not only had peak human bodies but also possessed an extra organ called the Mosaic organ. 

This new organ was quite peculiar. In general conditions, it mostly remained dormant in their bodies but after coming in contact with a special chemical, it could temporarily enhance and change the human body physically as well as genetically to become something better. The organ could give its bearer the toughness, adaptability, and resilience of a cockroach while also providing them with a special ability from a different animal or insect species with whom they were the most compatible. This temporary power-up only persisted for one hour before the subject would need the chemical again but as one might expect, one hour was plenty enough for a superhuman soldier to win a war.

Currently, all twenty soldiers in the Alpha platoon were using these very cockroach-like abilities in the darkness of the night to stealthily advance up the mountain base while effortlessly scaling the walls. 

Once they were close enough to the entrance of the caves where the militants were expected to be hiding, Jack raised his fist, signaling the team to spread out. They moved quickly with practiced precision; their plasma rifles ready.

The first line of defense in the base, a group of heavily armed militant guards keeping watch over the surroundings, were taken out swiftly and silently, the plasma bolts cutting through their armor like butter.

"Entrance secured," one of the operatives who had the enhanced speed of a Japanese hornet, whispered while snapping the neck of the last guard at the entrance. "Proceeding to the main compound."

"Copy that," Jack responded before using his enhanced strength of a Hercules beetle to smash through the entrance and the barricades.

As soon as they broke through the entrance, a hail of bullets rained down on the Colony members almost as if the enemy was lying in wait for them. It was their good fortune that their armors were bulletproof, and they possessed the durability of literal cockroaches, otherwise, it would have been uncertain if they could have remained unscathed even with their sharpened skills of an assassin.

However, despite the initial shock, the Colony members quickly adapted to the situation. Their enhanced abilities and superior skills gave them an edge over the ordinary terrorists they were facing in close combat, enabling them to take down their foes with almost brutal efficiency.

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While the Colony soldiers were busy eliminating the worthless terrorists, in the heart of the base, two figures dressed in sleek, black-colored combat armor observed the fight on CCTV displays with begrudging faces as they wondered if they could escape or not. 

These two were not run-of-the-mill terrorists, they were professional assassins. They knew that despite having an advantage in numbers, they were fighting a losing battle. Winning against twenty super-powered warriors with high-tech weaponry was... tough for them. They knew a losing battle when they saw one and this was exactly that... a losing fight. 

However, they could not just admit defeat, especially since they had responsibilities of their own, duties they needed to fulfill. And most important of all, they had something in the cave that could not be allowed to fall into the hands of these infiltrators, no matter what. They would have to stop the invaders somehow, even if it meant completely blowing up this place to absolute shreds. 

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