[color=orange]"That's strange, I'm not picking up any signs from either of them, their IFF signals are just gone. We can salvage this though. I'm taking manual control of one of the drones to get a firsthand look"[/color] Stryker replied to Benny's update.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Ach! Whatever gets us movin' faster, boss."[/color] Benny replied impatiently. Using one of the combat drones, Stryker spoke to the imprisoned mechanic and briefed them on the current situation, assigning him to be part of Benny's group as the man appeared to have knowledge on the layout of the station. The man asked to have his gear retrieved before he acknowledged the task presented before him.

[color=peru]"You numbskulled sons a'bitches are about to actually try and blow up a planet cracker bigger than an FT-68 variant. Hope your explosives are timed well, and your ship's fast, because if we're anywhere near that thing when it goes kablooey, I can guarantee that we'll all be turned into cosmic confetti... That being said, let's get rolling."[/color] The man said.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"S'long as no one sits on the detonator on the way out we should 'ave time to pull our asses out of the impendin' galactic fire"[/color] Benny replied, shrugging his arms while holding his BR7. He wasn't too worried, the timed fuses of the bomb would last for as long as 2 hours and 30 minutes, based on what he knew about standard Alliance-grade explosive charges. That was more than enough time to travel through the station and get the Revenant a safe distance away from the ensuing chain reaction of the Planet-Cracker's destruction. As long as the bombs didn't malfunction, or some brave soul manages to defuse them before they went off, the station was as good as gone. In either case, Benny sure as hell wasn't going to be a hero and come back to blow it up manually if something did go wrong.

Grayson's AI robot SAL came up to him, small shotgun in hand. "I am ready to assist" The construct said.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Right then, let's get these bad boys tickin'. Mr. Prisoner o' War here can lead tha' way to the reactor level with our robot friend."[/color] Benny said to the main group, gesturing to Joe. [color=darkgoldenrod]"If it all goes to shite, ya' can use the robot for cover. The lass and I will follow closely behind ta' make sure none o' the bastards get the jump on us. When we get ta' the reactor level I should be able to find the best spots to pop these explosive cherries to tear the station's laser shaft a new one. Then we run like bats outta Hell back the way we came. And if any o' you get left behind for some stupid bloody reason I ain't comin' ta' fetch ya'"[/color] Benny said to the whole team in general.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Plan clear enough? Good, now let's get to it before these Federation bastards figure out our crazy-arse idea"[/color] Benny asked without waiting for an answer as he had their group move forward. Leading a team was definitely not one of his strong points, but at least they were likely to listen to him about where they would have to be to make the bombs work, and how to get to a safe distance.

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