The Intelligence Memoirs.

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The Spymaster had sat down whilst the Corporal poured over the report. X could hear the whirring and humming of the Corporal's mind whilst he read.

"Your drink has arrived." X stated it simply. It was of no importance. Both men's thirst could not be quenched by any of the drinks on offer.

"This plan you make reference too, I have heard variations of it." X leaned back in his chair. "From the same source the raw data was obtained from. It suggests a False Flag Operation against Kusari, so we can even the houses military might, and then nudge into an alliance between Kusari and Bretonia. Of course, peace in Sirius is a secondary goal for our organisation. Eradication of the nomads and the infected is paramount."

X poured himself a glass of water from his jug. It was just above freezing, as usual. He then drained the glass. Little beads of water flowed down the glass, having been formed as part of the condensation from such cold water being poured into a warmer container.

"Corporal, I need to know how detailed your Captain's and your plan came to be and what I will need to make it work." X surveyed Corporal Micheal Simpson steadily awaiting an answer.

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It's not a conspiracy, it's localised bias. They're not intelligent enough to form a conspiracy.