Chapter 27 - Gas/Chemical Weapons and War Crimes (Patreon)

What was on my genetically enhanced mind, which was most assuredly wandering while the information was slowly downloading, was that about two thousand highly trained Cardassian soldiers had just been killed, in a very short amount of time, at the hands of essentially five fucking people, even if one of them had been a badass Augment like myself.

Sure, a lot of that had only been possible because they'd suborned the minefield and the auto targeting disruptor cannons, but I'd now seen what Star Trek tech could do when put into the hands of incredibly ruthless and dangerous people who were unstable and cold-blooded killers even by the standards of my fucked-up time. People who didn’t have a single bit of restraint in how they got the job done, including committing freaking war crimes.