WCGW Chpt 264

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==Chapter 264 - What Could Go Wrong==
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Boulsi (Independent System)
20th July, 3047
The fleet had departed for Linden escorted by RWS Krait, Tracker Class Surveillance Warship. They had been at Boulsi long enough and even though the Shipyard was not fully reassembled, the new people were quite capable of completing what was left. On the surface of Boulsi, a small city capable of holding roughly 30,000 people had been cleaned up by new arrivals from Wokha along with a company of engineers. Outside of the ruined planetary capitol, it was one of the few that had both a meat packing factory, cloth factory and a small lumber mill. In a rare instance, a group of Linden arrivals had landed to help restore the factories and if parts needed to be manufactured, what they would need. 
Several Battlemechs from the 199th Light Horse had been sent out to harvest a few of the massive Bison to provide fresh meat for everyone. One of the Merchant Class Jumpships had remained behind along with two Mule Cargo Dropships to shuttle food over from Thazi. It would be months before they could begin to actually plant their own fresh crops. 
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Thazi (Independent System)
"I guess it is better late than never." President David Mitchell said as he looked at the six Black Boxes that had just arrived along with a dozen operators, courtesy of First Prince Hanse Davion.
"Sorry, we had to manufacture this set to send out here. All the others are already accounted for by various units. But we also brought several Mobile HPG's for testing. One is already setup on Wokha and we want to set the other one up here on Thazi. We are far enough out that Comstar should not be able to detect our use of them." Jeremy Frazier replied as he walked up.
"And you are?" President Mitchell asked
"Jeremy Frazier, NAIS. My specialty is HPG communications. Spent the last ten years learning how to build and maintain them." He said shaking the offered hand.
"Then what was the huge delay?" President Mitchell asked
"These Mobile HPG are not your average HPG system. Those weigh several thousand tons and are massive. Never even seen one this small, much less to have an actual working one to play with. The bad thing is our understanding of the Star League computer code is limited. That prevents us from changing anything at all and also gives Comstar access to our communications if they are not encoded heavily. I doubt Comstar is going to let us attend their next code class. Fully understanding Star league computer code is the elusive Holy Grail." Jeremy Frazier replied
"That bad?" President Mitchell asked
"It is not quite on par with a dead language, but pretty damn close. Only relics from the Star League still use the language. That is what has hampered recovery of information from the Helm Core. We sometimes only retrieve 60-70% of any particular item and we have to use trial and error to figure out the rest. It is a painfully slow process." Jeremy Frazier replied
"A person or skill like that must be pretty valuable." President Mitchell said
"You have no idea. The First Prince and Archon would probably gift that person a planet and the titles to go with it if they could actually fully understand and teach that damned language. But outside of Comstar, and they are not about to give lessons on that subject to outsiders, we are stuck with what we can figure out." Jeremy Frazier replied
President Mitchell nodded but said nothing as his mind went into overdrive thinking of ways to use this information to his benefit.
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