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Nearly two hours passed as Colonel Wayne and the enigmatic Cassandra Jeong spoke in the Mobile HQ. An air of uncertainty hung over the Green Knights' camp, as everyone awaited to see what decision the Colonel would make.

Eventually the Colonel emerged, his face still as hard as granite. Cassandra followed after, barely revealing a satisfied grin.

[color=Olive]"Green Knights, listen up!"[/color] Gaius bellowed. [color=Olive]"I want everyone to begin preparations to mobilize. And make sure you include a breathing mask in your gear; this place is going to get [i]very[/i] dusty, [i]very[/i] fast. Chief?"[/color]

Deck Chief Solomon Aadil perked his head up. [color=YellowGreen]"Sir?"[/color]

[color=Olive]"I want an inventory of the munitions captured in the supply raid that are [i]not[/i] compatible with our 'Mechs. Anything that doesn't fit into one of our missile racks or cannons, I want disassembled, and the warheads converted for blasting charges."[/color]

Without even taking the time to register the near insanity of that sentence, Chief Aadil nodded and set about shouting to the crew. [color=YellowGreen]"You heard the man! One way or another we're making some holes with this shit! Now [i]move[/i]!"[/color]

As the technicians scurried about to their tasks, the Colonel called out to his combat assets.

[color=Olive]"Mechwarriors! Sergeant Dalton! Chief Techs! Mission briefings begin in ten minutes! That's [i]missions[/i], plural! We're about to get very busy."[/color]