LD-14

CLASS: Wellington

GRAVITY: Partial

DOCKING: Yes

AMENITIES: Limited

POPULATION: 800

**>>>HIGH SECURITY<<<**

The LD-14 Uranium Processing Center provides the vast bulk of MOX to the rest of the colonies, a key source of revenue for the Bretonian government. While life aboard LD-14 is harsh, the salaries offered for those willing to do a tour of duty means that LD-14 is never short of workers. Frequent attacks by terrorist groups trying to obtain weapons-grade plutonium, though, has only added to the troubles in an already hazardous working environment, and security is consequently extremely high.

## Bribes & Missions Offered

* Border World Exports
* BMM
* Planetform, Inc.
* Bounty Hunters Guild

## Commodities

* Beryllium
* Toxic Waste
* Hydrocarbons
* Oxygen
* Water
* Food Rations
* H-Fuel
* Mining Machinery
* Pharmaceuticals

## Rumors

* You know what the workers at this base call it? Heh, they call it "short time." It's a fitting name. The employees who work here make three times their normal salary, but their exposure to radiation ages them untold years. So, if you walk too long a stretch here you won't be alive very long.
* The Mollys have been trying to get at this base for as long as I can remember. That's why we have the military here. The Mollys are either trying to steal Toxic Waste or MOX to make weapons of mass destruction, or they are trying to blow this place up.
* The weapon platforms they installed in this area have gone a long way to curbing attacks on the base, even though our miners still get perforated in the fields by the occasional Molly attack. Hey, that's why they take the danger pay. You just hope you're not the one who takes a ship-to-ship missile in the chest -- ain't much left of you when that happens.
* My father worked on this base trying to get enough money together to get our family out of this system. We received a letter of grievance signed with a rubber stamp when an explosion occurred in the refinery unit where he worked. There were no survivors. The bodies were so irradiated that they had to be sealed in special containers for the funerals.
* One of my mates has been losing his hair, and not bit by bit either, if you catch my drift. He's been on this base longer than anyone else, but I think it's time he took his pay and pulled stakes. The greed is going to kill him if he lets it. I guess that goes for anybody, really. You have to know when its time to leave.

* Everyone stationed at this base has it bad for the Mollys. The ones that get captured don't survive long enough to be shipped out of here. The last one we captured was found the next morning in his cell with two pieces of MOX where his eyes used to be.
* We come across the Outcasts at this base occasionally. I think they are just passing through, but we are bound by duty to engage them. They are one tough fight. Their ships are better than ours -- makes me a bit angry to think about that -- but I do what I have to.
* Bounty Hunters refuse to come to this base. I can't say that I blame them, but I'm glad they don't. We have enough criminals in these parts as it is. Most Bounty Hunters have done a turn or two at one of our prisons. How do you think they know all the underworld secrets that they do?
* Once a pilot has completed a tour of duty at this base he gets his choice of assignments. Most go right to New London. I've got three months left of duty left here. I transferred in with six others, all pretty green. I'm the only one left. Mollys and Outcasts killed the rest of my mates. I try not to make friends here anymore; I just do my job.
* I like to fly out into the fields alone. I fight best solo. I don't have to worry about some stupid kid just out of the academy getting more of our equipment destroyed. It's dangerous, though -- no one to watch your back if you get jumped by a pair of Outcasts or Mollys.

* It makes me worried just to step foot on this base. Do you know how many times this base has gone critical and flooded the corridors with radiation? More than once, you can be sure of that. I make a decent living working for Bowex running MOX from this base to the Armed Forces battleships. I pick up their spent fuel pellets for reprocessing on the return trip.
* Bowex is the exclusive supplier of MOX to the Kusari Naval Forces. We ship it to Yokohama in New Tokyo, where it is distributed by Samura to the various locations. While we are there we pick up their Toxic Waste and ship it back here -- a tidy arrangement.