[hr] [center][h1][color=red][b]TSDC[/b][/color][/h1][/center] [hr] [b]TSDC Headquarters; Office of CEO Argus[/b] Two weeks later and Argus was still a little sore from the broadcast of then, but he had a little to be happy about - the latest shipment to New Horizon had processed smoothly, with them getting their slightly hefty load. Logan also had reported the formation of the new division had gone successfully - also good news. Now work was still to be done on the “6”, the Jump Corps and those bogies… He had heard of TPT and its works. His arm was, if it could even be possible, “outdated”, and so was the blaster within. He decided a new plan was necessary… one to make him much more capable and able to take damage than he had before… With this in mind, he sent a message over to them. [hider=Private Channel Message, TSDC Corp. -> TPT Corp.] [color=lightgreen] Broadcast sent from TSDC Network… Decrypting… Sent Message to -> Portv4001 TSDC has considered your works to be exemplary for everyone in the business. We feel; and I feel in particular, that your works in accordance with ours would result in a partnership that would prove useful to all involved. We intend to offer you a standard contract of our security assets currently on the market at full availability, considering what is in stock of course. In exchange, we request access to two particular services; drone development and a personal matter that can be discussed if TPT is up for it. We hope to hear from you soon. --Argus, CEO [color=red]--END OF TRANSMISSION--[/color] [/color] [/hider] [hr] [b]TSDC First Lab; Ground Bay[/b] Busy was an understatement of the past few weeks. Thankfully, production of the “6” had not been interrupted nor the re-opening of “Bogie” production, as all the units in the division demanded by Argus were already made. Now he would inspect what his men had worked on. “Now, Logan, first thing is the universal shield generators: mostly done. We need to get them tested before they can be deployed to all units, but indications thus far show we can just plug them into extension boxes and they will work just fine!” Logan nodded at one of his head technicians walking besides him. “Very well, now what about the Bogies?” “Boxes are done, weapons are armored, and all we need is a little better AI to make them realistic. I took the liberty of blending a side project in, hope that’s ok?” Without checking for an answer, he brought Logan to one of the computers. “This is what I call ‘consolidated noise’. Enough to mess up any AI system currently in production for a 1 mile radius, stop any drone for a few minutes, shut down vehicles and units, and break any unprotected earlobe. It overloads cameras, too.” He turned on the video demo taken of an innocent transport truck out in a testing zone. “Standard transport, nothing special.” A shot fired off screen at the transport. A loud noise temporarily went off and the screen flashed pure white before the channel disconnected. “We had an armored transport with the guy in the new exo-suit, completely locked down. His ears were ringing for hours… and he couldn’t reconnect for 10 minutes. We still saw his ping on the radar, too, although it came across as corrupted data until the system restarted.” Logan considered what he had just seen. “Good… we can make use of that. How many are around?” “Two more in the warehouses. We didn’t put them on the market, it’s still a developmental secret project.” “Good, don’t register it. How’s the ‘6’?” The technician frowned. “Well… we haven’t really been able to make much progress. Our OBC’s are designed against deflection and interference, and other bombardment cannons are loosely based on the same design. We’ve only been able to shift course a bit off the central target based on the models, but so far we can’t really do anything to stop it besides shooting too much firepower at it. Even then, the OBC just brings the whole mess down as it’s exploding. We just trade a consolidated mass of energy for a firestorm.” Logan sighed. “Well, thanks for trying anyways… just get whatever you have online so we can put them in use.” The technician decided to step out… just a little. “We’ve been producing weapons for a long time… now we’re using them? This is the pirate day all over again…” Logan understood where he was coming from. “That’s exactly what Argus is making it into. This time, we’re treading in warmer waters… he’s been hinting that he might be on vacation for a week, no idea what he’s up to with that. Anyways, continue. I like what we’ve gotten so far.” [hr] [b]Sector “E6.2” Desert Land; Harasser Green Two[/b] Trapped out in the desert, with the path to the Safezone certainly out of the question. The Harassers driver had been living off of an integrated food supply, of which he only had a week’s left of rations, and staying powered down - detection could get him rescue, but could just as easily get him killed. Today, he took a chance. Moving across the desert slowly and keeping an eye on the radar, he slowly traveled the dunes, hoping to make it to the Safezone without being interfered with. Still having a pistol in his vehicle, a few small flashbangs and a nearly full supply of potent firepower for attackers to eat up, he kept his radio to a short zone to avoid detection, although he could still be detected by sight, planetary satellite or a blank frequency that would reveal a very general location.