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After Stryker and Platform 772 arrived at his quarters, he'd set the robot up with a complete download of the briefing recordings, tactical info, and maps of the Helsin Station. It was going to take a couple hours, so he tinkered with the plan a little more, taking the new squad of robots into account, and then decided to grab a few hours rest, until it was time to brief the squad.
He woke to a light flashing on his private terminal. A message from the Alliance. He slid out of bed and into his chair to open the encrypted video.
To Stryker's surprise, Dawson appeared and began to mutter to himself.
"Can't believe I have to deal with this shit... fucking assignment. Oh" He must've realized the vid-recorder was running, he sat up and began to speak in a much more official tone "Alliance Command to Revenant Captain. Miss me yet Stryker? Right well, we've got a new recruit for ya. Currently awaiting pickup on Phoebe Station in the Eros Beta System. Only a short detour so grab them on the way. Dossier attached. Command out"
"Great" Stryker muttered to himself as he sat back to skim down the new recruit's skills ledger. He made a snap judgment of where they'd fit in his plan. Turning to his datapad, he swiped at the screen to make the slight changes, then checked in on Platform 772's download, which was at 99%. The bot would fully reactivate in a few moments once the download was complete. The datapad also had a function that allowed him to broadcast messages over the ship's PA without the need to be near a command console. He tapped in to it and spoke.
"All crew report to the War Room. All crew to the War Room"
Another tap and he isolated his announcements to the intercom in the cockpit.
"Sepitan, stay at your post. We need to make a detour to Eros Beta, Phoebe Station, for pickup. I'll leave this channel open so you can listen in"
Platform 772 had reactivated. As Stryker stood he motioned for the bot to follow him out of the cabin.
"Distribute the data to the other Platforms, then standby for new orders" he said as they walked down the hall and into the War Room.
He was all set up when the rest of the crew arrived.
"First things first, we're making a quick detour. Alliance has someone on standby for pickup, they want him onboard now. As for the plan, I've decided on a few adjustments. We're still mobilizing both shuttles. A boarding party plus this fleet of attack drones in shuttle 1, Grayson in the second. As per the original plan, he'll disable their IFF sensors and fall in for insertion. We'll try the Alliance's way of gaining access to their cargo bay, if that fails, we'll have a team back here at the ship made up of Belov, Sammn, the pilot and myself to begin engagement with our weapon systems, we'll cause a diversion and also blast a hole in the cargo bay doors so you can all get in. SAL will pilot Grayson's shuttle. One of the drones will pilot the other"
A hologram of the mining station came up.
"Like any good station, the Helsin fcility has a layer of outer defenses, but we have the advantage of more powerful weapons with greater range. The more immediate concern is the Planet Cracker. Helsin's got some new tech that allow them to angle their mining lasers without the need to totally re-orient the station. So while you're all clearing out the upper levels, the fire team on the ship will be mounting an assault against the lower half of the station, with enough structural damage, we may be able to totally cripple the mining laser, and remove their greatest threat against us."
"The plan goes one of two ways for the rest of you. If the station is a Federation outpost hidden in plain sight, like the Alliance presumes, you engage immediately and leave no survivors. Move as a sole unit and clear out the Operations Deck and Corporate Areas room by room. Gather intel if you can, then once the station's cleared, we frag it, and slip out of the system. If it is just a mining station with minimal security... The order of leave no survivors stands, but use the advantage of a helpless crew to gather intel. Find out why they're out here, then waste 'em, in full pirate fashion, leave them with some survivors instead of wasting them indiscriminately. Loot for anything useful, then jump aboard the shuttles and come back. Before we leave the system, we'll frag it with the main cannon, leaving just enough evidence for the news cycle to pick up on. Any questions?"
His datapad lit up with a notification from Tibulus that they were pulling in to Phoebe.
"Hold on for a minute, we're docking" there was a soft jolt as the Revenant entered the station's atmo field and ground to a halt at a spacedock. The ship rumbled as a bridge reached out from the station to link into the ship's docking bay.
"Grayson, go grab the new guy downstairs, tell him to find a room, then drag him up here."
The assassin headed off with a nod. A few seconds passed and Tibulus was signalling again. The docking bridge had retracted and they were being told to move along. The engines roared back to life and there was another quick jolt as they exited atmo and continued on their way.
"So where were we? Oh yeah questions"
