The end of an Era?

[Wesker]

Oberkommando HQ Planet Wiesbaden, Jötunheimr (//Omega-54)
09/18/824 AS, 15:47

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Escort Vessels arriving in Sensor range.The AI's voice just went in one ear and out the other. Everything was quiet as usual within the Omega-54 system, especially given the fleets departure for the coming Munich Offensive. Having just ingested more guilt and a ghost from her past, Anna needed something to occupy her time; approving combat missions from the SOA ranks seemed like something to pass the time. Given the current nature of Omega-47, a more aggressive approach was needed anyways.
Raise shields and set us on a flight path to Outpost 415. From orbit the outpost was invisible due to the cover of large hurricanes and water being carried over from the sharp winds of the planet. The gravity pressure began to tug on the ship as cut through the Planet's thick atmosphere, as the ship passed the heat wave of the Planet, the clouds began to encompass the ship - along with it's escorts.

The ships emerged from the clouds into total darkness from the time of day and location of the sanctuary. Located in the northern region, it was almost entirely masked from the weather conditions and time frame of Wiesbaden. Outpost 415 in range, authorization recognized Generalmajor Heinirch. The ship's engine sounded like a car throttling down as it moved slowly into the Outpost's hangar bay. Anna quickly exited her ship, and climbed down to the catwalk where she proceeded with her guards just seconds behind her. As she entered the room to her quarters, she unfastened her EVA suit; leaving just her casual uniform.
Anna's laptop and holographic table booted up. Filter out pending SOA operations, and display agent Rafnkelsson's status and vitals. Yes Generalmajor. Over a dozen prioritized missions were drawn up, to her surprise - they were all reconnaissance missions. The SOA seemed to be running it's combat activities with only the Direktor's supervision, most missions were obviously allowed by his supervision alone; but anything with a certain level of importance needed to be run by her. Given Tangier's state, it was suprising to see no need for teir-5 combat missions on Tangier - maybe the SOA had everything under control for once. Agent Rafnkelsson is currently near the core Laboratory, his vital signs show stability. Viking was fine, no combat missions, and no contact from Draay? Anna thought about contacting Draay for a moment, but then whatever he had planned would probably be met with hesitation. Anna decided to wait and see what would unfold from the Direktor.

Anna sat back and thought for a moment, perhaps checking on her son? No, she didn't want to feel the re-attachment, but what else.... Generalmajor, unidentified vessels entering the Outposts outer perimeter and closing; they have no registered authorization codes. How many?! What classes?! Fear shot through down her spine as if water were rushing from her head to her toes. 5 vessels, they appear to be civilian fighters; eagle class. Anna rushed to intercom. ókunnigr kar nálgask! Intercept en vega! Anna screamed over the intercom, her Bretonian accent lashing out. She quickly rushed over to the hangar bay to see five Odins begin to dispatch. As the vessels began launching one was shot down instantly by the approaching fighters.
Anna's heart began racing, her eyes sharpened blue: it was either a traitor or worse - someone well informed. On instinct she rushed for her EVA suit, turning the fear to anger to bring focus.

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