141| Internal Channel

[Data Minion]

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Long time no see, agents.

Commander, the Interceptor wing has another report for you. No words, they jus' dropped this and dissapeared.

Commander, this is five. We need to have a word about #9's *pain in the bottom* actions, as the whole party included in the scouting wanted at least once to have her gently pushed into the mine fields.

Alright, that point will be reached next time. This report is about our little "scouting" mission which almost went bad. The party consisted of:

• Agent Taweret of the Primary Fleet as the leader of our group
  
• #2
  
• #5
  
• #9.
  

It took us a while to get going, since we waited for #9 to come along. First stop was New York, through Alaska. And sir? Those defences at Melbourne Station? They just got waaaay stronger. Approximately 10 weapon platforms were accounted for, #2 barely made it through. *thinks to himself* Why didn't #9 fail?

Alright, next up was divide and observe action. I was accompanied with #2 to Texas, while agent Taweret and #9 went to Colorado... Poor Taweret. Texas was quiet. Nobody was around, saw a few transports, but nothing of significance. I even yelled out, and got no response. Next stop was California, and a rendezvous with #9 and Taweret.

#9 once again managed to get lost. Don't ask me how, but she did. When we all finally met, we went for a sweep of the eastern half of California. Guess what? By the gate, we ran across a Nomad Morph and a Bounty Hunter. Hunters, as always, greedy for credits and trigger happy. We've outnumbered him, and he was forced to stand down. Smart call. And about the Nomad... Unlike the others, this one wanted to "learn" about humanity and stuff. Personally, I ain't believin' that [CENSORED], but Taweret told us to stand down aswell.

Mere minutes after, two Naval vessels showed up at the gate. They were... Uh... Yeah. David Hale aaaand... Uuuum... Fuchs something, I think it's Adam, or whatever. No hostilities occured, we even had a staring contest. Then a Artificial Intelligence Drone appeared, telling #2 that he has above average brain usage... Seriously, what AI says that?

Then, #2 got lost. He was there, in his ship, but lost. Not a word spoken. I asked him later why was he quiet, he didn't want to talk about it. I need to press him harder.

Shortly after the meeting with LN, Taweret ordered us to move out. Went to Ontario, then back to Texas to meet with admiral Golanski, done some sneaking around and headed to Baffin, together with #2 and Dan Moreton of the Primary.

Photographic media will be submitted shortly.

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Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you, #9 had a little training with Taweret in Alaska. Taweret, why didn't you blow her up while you still had the chance...?

Yeah, that's it. Five out.

I'm returning to the bar. See you soon!