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Bretonia Police Authority · 12-27-2010, 10:47 AM,

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Constable Walden watched through his scope as an armoured police transport descended next to the first bridge pillar with charges on it. Four people got out, Commander Silsbury, Sergeant Sykes and two Constables, one of whom was the demolitions expert Wyatt, the other, Sullivan, was acting as pilot.

Three stood by the ship while Wyatt began performing an operation on the fuse box, when he signalled that it was disabled they began to load the charges into the transport. They then moved along to the second pillar and repeated the process.
The transport, job completed, left one pillar with charges still in place and began making its way towards the docking ring in the upper atmosphere.

In the cargo hold Silsbury, Sykes and Wyatt were suiting up.
'So what are we looking for here Commander?' Sullivan queried from the cockpit, 'Should I set the scanners to maximum and buzz the entire surrounding area in sections?'
'Negative Constable, they'll know we're looking for them and this ship isn't going to hold up for very long against Battle Razors.'
The Constable gulped, 'Ok then, what do I do?'
'The docking ring emits a blip every few seconds on a certain frequency, 6.2Ghz I believe, used to guide unmanned shuttles to dock with the least amount of 'effort'; if you tune the ships receiver to that frequency then take us out on a controlled orbit we will be able to tell where the ship is.'
'How, if you don't mind me asking Ma'am?' Sykes queried, a puzzled look on his face.

Silsbury put her helmet in place and pressed the seal button, she was rewarded with a gratifying hiss. 'I don't exactly know how the cloaking works on these ships, but I know they can, I've seen the Hunter once from a distance; anyway, whether it simply bends electromagnetic waves around itself or somehow shifts itself to another dimension (she said this with a wry frown, a sure sign of sarcasm) it leaves a distortion, you can't just disappear completely.'
Sykes looked satisfied with this explanation.
'And how does the blipping signal from the docking ring help?' Wyatt asked nonplussed.
'I did'¦ I mean I 'eard you could do something of the sort with those active-camosuits that the Ghost Squad get issued; no reason why it wouldn't work with a ship.' Sykes continued, giving his suit a pre-space-walk check as he spoke. Realization dawned on Wyatt also.

'Look will someone please explain to the one person here not well versed in electronics or active camouflage how the hell this annoying beeping is going to help?' Walden's voice, rather strained, issued out of their helmet speakers.
'Think about it Walden,' Wyatt began 'If the cloaked ship is only able to bend the light spectrum around it then there will be no signal when we are behind it and no visible reason; if it can bend a greater range of the EM spectrum then there will still be at the very least a phase distortion of the signal.'
'And how the hell am I supposed to know if the signal is 'out of phase'?!'
'You have wave analysing software on the cockpit computer Constable, record a snippet of the broadcast and have it loop in sync with the original, then compare it to what we are actually receiving; if you set the parameters correctly it will tell you of any anomaly.' Commander Silsbury relayed the instructions then busied herself checking her weaponry.

While Constable Wyatt fiddled with the explosives and Sergeant Sykes refilled his weapons hopper with the unorthodox projectiles, Constable Walden put the excerpt of broadcast onto a waveform display behind a real-time display of the signal they were receieving.
'I'm done Ma'am.'
'Good, now do a grid by grid search thirty klicks out from the planet, they won't be further away than that.'
'And try and be nonchalant.' Sykes offered helpfully 'Don't want 'em to become suspicious.'

In the cockpit Walden grumbled, 'Find and invisible ship they say, fly with enough explosives behind your seat to vaporize a small space station they say, now fly a ship nonchalantly; well, here I go, just casually doing a grid by grid search of the entire area, I'll just pretend this is a sightseeing vessel shall I? I know I'll just stop on Waterloo and paint 'Foreign Tourists Inside' on the hull, yea that will definitely fool a huge warship belonging to one of the nastier terrorists of all time! I should have joined the Commerce Control Division, they get to sit all these things out in a comfy lounge, but Constable Walden? Noooo'¦ He gets to go up and play hide and seek with a Destroyer!'

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