Dave was in his observation deck aboard the mighty Legion that was somewhere in Omicron Delta, on it's secret location. He was watching the space panorama very calm and thinking. The InterComm glowed up and it was Amanda Scott his XO.
Dave : Yes Amanda ? *looking with a tired look*
Amanda : Dave you have a encrypted transmission from... a Wedjat Officer Eriksson Ravenov.
Dave then jumped from his chair.
Dave : Wedjat ? This must be serious... patch him through.
After he listened to the invitation regarding this important mission he stated.
Dave : I will be there in a matter of minutes since my ship is "close", so to speak. This will be interesting. Synk out.
He then ordered that his Nephtys to be prepared and he left as soon as it was ready.
It was a bit late (with a couple of minutes). He eventually reached The Neith, he docked and he went to the meeting room. Dave has a rare talent to arrive later on different meetings even on Cerberus. He entered the room very slowly as the Wedjat Officers were already at the conferrence table.
Dave : Greetings and excuse me I hope I am not too late.. The Omicrons are always busy...
He had that typical rush of every scientist. He took a chair and was very careful.
Rudimentary creatures of blood and flesh, you touch my mind, fumbling in ignorance, incapable of understanding. - Sovereign
"commander youve got a priority Transmission from the Neith,sir"
jimmy looked over to the young female officer as he pulled up the transmission from his chair" hmm why me a meeting invitation,surely they want the higher ups only,hmm ill amuse them break orbit and hail the neith"
a short time later neiths comms officer was on the main display "liutenant,inform Eriksson the fire will arrive shortly and that id like to moor to her and come aboard"
in about 20 standard minutes the small cruiser came into ranges of edi's sensors and before you knew it had hard docked to the neith" jim entered in a newly made ship command officers jacket with a vest visable ,he stood 6'2 and was about 220pounds of almost complete military trained muscle,youd think he seemed out of place on a command bridge but he had a command hud monocle across his left eye and on his camoflaged left hip of his tactical pants,that were a dull grey camo pattern a rather beefy looking sidearm in a matte black holster was cleasrly visable,as was a knife on his opposite shin a survival knife
"sorry im late,anyway whats this about ,sirs and edi gimme a wisky on the rocks please and some iced water"
his drinks appeared and he waited clearly aware of some people thinking him out of place,his commanders rank bars proved them otherwise
Omicron-100 system, shutle moves through asteroid field towards Neith, orbiting above heating and ominous skies of Braga. Pilot requesting aquired docking permission and moves to moor with cruiser. Hulls of both vessels were aproaching, soon it could be felt that ship will not move any bit more.
We have hard seal, we are moored and now equalizing atmospheres.
Doors opening, airlock appears in blinding light. Colonel is boarding Neith and moves towards conference room. He meets few known faces from crew and they exchange salutes. He comes into room and see Patterson, Eriksson, Synk and X.
"Hey Jimmy, Colonel Synk." Jeremy said. His hologram turned as a datapad was thrust into view. Jeremy read it. He gave a quick grin at the pad, then set it down.
"Hmm...repairs almost complete." Looking up, he saw Mike. "Hey Colonel. We all here?" Jeremy took swig of his drink. He crossed his arms again. His eyebrow went up.
"What happened Michal?"
Golanski looked on everyone in room and started talking:
As we all perfectly know we are on war with Coalition. But there is one problem... now we are not fighting against same people anymore.
Colonel aproaches console and uploads visual data. On holographic screen appears system of Alberta.
Here in Alberta system I found Coalition battleship Karl Marx with full snubcraft battlegroup heading towards Yukon jumphole. Zoom in
Hologram shows tactical map of Yukon jumphole surroundings in gravitional orbit of Edmonton planet. Two separate battlegroups are seen. One with Karl Marx on lead, second with coalition destroyer class Jackal.
Those two battlegroups started to shoot each other, resulting in destroying both Karl Marx and Jackal. Group protecting jumphole, lead by colonel Rhade as I suspect and strike group following orders of someone called 'Volkhan'. Whoever that Volkhan is, he controls Karl Marx or even perhaps Havana flagship and superior ammounts of other warships. I pressume shift in power and few rebels hiding in Liberty cluster. Premier Katz fate is unknown to me so far. That's our occasion to strike back SCRA and concetrate back on Slomon K'hara.
Jeremy raised his hand up to mid-shoulder to signal he wanted to speak.
"Colonel, as much as I'm pissed at them, rebel SCRA forces might be useful to dissolve the Coalition-BHG pact. It might be beneficial to the Order to help the rebels topple this Volkhan. If these few think he's that bad, then its good enough for me. Plus. " Jeremy looks at Mike. "Aloysius Rhade? He lead an attack on the Gaians near Islay. You know what I'm refering to Michal."
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