S1, 14 Preparations (FB) (December 6, 2014)

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**4th January 2095: Present Day**

After my meeting with Jakor and the Aurelians, I returned with Brataan and his Marauder gang to their base. I sent a message to Tracks telling him to bring the Viper and come and join us, which he did and we spent the night there, relaxing for the first time in a long time. Eating, drinking and joking around a small communal fire.

It had been left to me to organise our target and so the next day, I used the small computer setup the gang had installed to do my work.

I had spent all of yesterday and this morning doing research but had come across nothing that was suitable. It was then I had an idea. I pulled out my communicator and keyed in the code for Mr. Grey. It beeped quietly for a few seconds before his image shimmered into life.

Mr. Grey: “Chain. How can I be of assistance?”

I explained the situation to him and told him all about my meeting with Jakor and the Aurellii.

Tank: “… so I was wondering if you could come up with any suggestions?”

Mr. Grey: “Hmm… Well, it’s a bold step against the Imperium and you’ll be outmatched probably everywhere you go.”

Tank: “We know. But it is something that we are willing to risk.”

Mr. Grey: “Hmm… Very well then. My master, The Brain, does of course keep track of everything going on in the galaxy and does happen to know of a few weak points in the GI’s system at the minute.”

Tank: “Sounds perfect!”

Mr. Grey: “I will transmit the data for several possibilities through to your datapad in a minute.”

Tank: “Brilliant. Thank you for your help.”

Mr. Grey: “Happy to be of assistance.”

Grey ended the link and I sat back and waited until the information he promised came through on my datapad.

I sat reading the information for quite a while.

There were four possible targets according to the information. Four locations across the galaxy which were currently the weakest in the GI’s defence.

As I read up on each location, I used the computer to pull up even more info and details. First was a mining facility on Soateria. Secondly was a gas-harvesting space station on Tirunei. Third was a communications outpost on Rerador. Or fourth was a nearly run-down training facility, also on Rerador.

Brataan: “How is the search for a target coming along?”

Tank: “A lot better now actually.” I replied without looking away from the screens.

Brataan: “Good. Have you decided on a location?”

Tank: “Not yet. But I have narrowed it down to four possibilities.”

Brataan: “Promising. Where are they?”

Tank: “Well, there’s a mine on Soateria. A gas-harvesting station on Tirunei. Or a coms outpost or a training facility, both on Rerador.”

Brataan: “Hmm… I do not think my men would handle being underground well. They are used to the light and air of the forest.”

Tank: “Okay then, well let’s discard Soateria then.”

Brataan: “As for Tirunei. You say it is a gas-harvesting station?”

Tank: “Yes, why?”

Brataan: “Tirunei is just one giant ball of gas. It is a gas planet which means the station is a space station. We do not have the sort of equipment, not the amount of men needed to take on a space station.”

I had to concede that point.

Tank: “Okay, so not the gas facility then. That leaves us with the two locations on Rerador.”

Brataan: “Indeed.”

Tank: “Although from what I can gather, the training facility is pretty much being run out, I reckon that it will be a lot better defended than a communications outpost.”

Brataan: “True, although the communications outpost will still have a heavy guard.”

Tank: “From the information I’ve received though, that doesn’t seem to be the case.”

Brataan: “Odd. I would have imagined it to be a fairly important location.”

Tank: “Yeah, same. I don’t like it. It seems too easy.”

Brataan: “On the other hand; our only other choice is to attack a training facility *full* of soldiers. At least if we go for the outpost, there is a chance that it isn’t in fact heavily guarded and we can strike a decent blow to the Imperium. But if we attack the training grounds, we know for a fact that there are going to be a lot of soldiers around.”

I nodded in agreement.

Tank: “It seems like we’ve reached a decision then.” I sighed, unhappy with the final choice.

Brataan: “I know you are not comfortable with this choice, but as I said; If we attack the base, I guarantee you, it will be heavily guarded. The communications outpost is 50/50. It seems strange that it *wouldn’t* be heavily guarded but on the other hand, your information says that it *isn’t*. All we can do is hope.”

It was a good point. I nodded again.

Tank: “Very well. Tell the men. I’ll contact Jakor.”

Brataan: “Of course.”

I pulled out my holo communicator again as Brataan left the room. I entered Jakor’s code and a short wait later he appeared before me.

Jakor: “Chain. Have you found us a target yet?”

Tank: “I have.”

Jakor: “Good. Send me the details and we can get to work.”

**BONUS PICTURES:**

An alternative opening shot.

A view of the whole moc, showing how both sections were in fact part of the same build.

As this is a Cross-Over event, here is the link to the next part of the story, made by Toa Jaton.

Ep #14.5

Jakor created by Toa Jaton.

As my series is going to be jumping around though time, I will include a date on each episode and add it to the timeline at the end of each episode so that you can follow it.

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