The Unstoppable Truth

[Laowai]

The Next step was obtaining valid access codes for Huntsville's docking bay doors. These were not known among the prisoners and even the guards. Indeed the only persons on board who could recite them if asked were probably the warden himself and the department heads with finally the officers on duty in docking control being the other only likely candidates.
How to get them?

A low level tech from maintenance by an unwitting gaff gave them the solution. Whilst performing maintenance on the prisons library system he had jibed Matthew Flax as he sat at a computer.
"What you studyin fer?" he had asked Flax as he reset the terminal beside where the man was seated, "Its not like you boys need brains in here". Flax eyed him contemptuously, "I do have a brain, and unlike you people, I like to keep it working."
The tech snorted, "You keep it working as long as we let you" he said, "You cant see anything on that there machine without my say so, and anything you try to get off station is blocked and we log the attempts, then we trace it right back to you. Ever wondered how we knows what your pal Greerson is reading"?
The tech held up a small data pad with several connections on its base.

"Whats that"? Flax asked. The tech smiled with smug self satisfaction, "this little thing" - he said waving it in Flaxs face before tossing it back in his work bag - "Logs every thing done on anyone of these machines, I hook it in, and I know everything your little brain has tried to do, read, type up, you name it, you don't jump in here Flax without me knowin'".

A data miner. More specifically, a Data logging pad. Flax saw the solution to their docking door problem right before his eyes. As the tech worked beside him, he signaled one of his men on the other side of the bay, the wanted the tech distracted.
There was a flash and a snap, someone on the other side of the room cursed, "Stupid machine"! and hit the terminal in front of him with a loud bang.
The tech snapped up, "Hey"! he shouted, "What the hell do you think yer doin"? he darted across the room to the offending prisoner who was protesting the unreliability of the terminal he had just shorted out. With the tech suitably distracted, Flax reached into his bag and removed the Data Miner, tucking it into the small of his back held by his waist belt
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Prisoners were not allowed in secure locations without guards. But prisoners were routinely sent to clean the non secure areas, one such area was room 27 in section D. Room 27 section D held clothing lockers, but behind one such locker, Locker 3 to be exact was a communications maintenance hatch used by techs to position and locate faults, check memory modules and to gain access to the comm line running through that part of the station.
One of the comm lines however, lead directly from docking control to the docking bay doors' control computer. Room 27 section D's small maintenance hatch had very little in terms of interface, allowing diagnostic tools only, diagnostic tools such as a Data mining Pad..
By the time the tech had realized that the pad was missing, the maintenance terminal in Room 27 section D had already given Adam and his men codes to the station doors. The tech didn't report its loss, knowing that if he did his superiors would find out he routinely used it to read his superiors private mail.


Adam would often say to his followers that any plan, no matter how well conceived and prepared for, was nevertheless still subject to random chance, coincidence and luck.
Matthew Flax discovering a way to access the door codes was one stroke of luck, discovering the general door control and lock down command codes for the station hidden among the tech managers private emails stored on the Data miner was another.
It hadn't been part of the plan, but having those codes now gave the planners a means of access and escape to any part of the station. Moreover, should they need to; they had the codes to lock down any part of the station as well.

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