Down South

[jammi]

"Sunbeam, this is Charlie Alpha reporting in. We've got some mystery-meat here. Little Romeo has been sent home for supper. Permission to go play, over?" Alex hated using secure communication. It would be far less complicated to say just 'HQ, this is Cook command reporting in, we've found something important and sent the Resolution back for supplies. Can we go have a look?' The line was encrypted anyway, so he didn't particularly feel the ridiculous jargon was particularly necessary.

Still, it helped reduce the chances of corporate espionage or the theft of work when any listeners believed the sender to be utterly insane. After a moment a transmission was returned. "Charlie Alpha, this is Sunbeam. Best check it with Mother." That meant they were running it over with the lawyers (or frauds as they were known) on Lancaster. Rubbing his temples for a moment to try and clear his head, he thought about what to do.

For starters, dispatch another two drones to establish a perimeter around the hole on the other side. Ensure there were sensors and video feeds in place to make sure nothing tried to sneak through. Hopefully that would just be a precaution though; ideally the system would be empty and free for Bretonian annexation. With Kusari knocking on the door up north, it would be useful to be expanding down south.

"Sir!" Alex turned around to see a crewman hurrying through the door with a bundle of papers clutched in his hand. "We just got this through. HQ wants an in-depth report and risk analysis before we can set off. The Resolution also just sent a message through saying they've reached New London and will be back as soon as possible. They also said they'll probably need to make two trips." Alex nodded and waved him away.

He had some serious paperwork to do.

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