<<Joint Post - Lt. GHOST, Sgt. ONG, LCpl. KO>>
Strike Base 1, Ascidia, 24 October 2067
Ko was looking for Ong. He quickly went to the pair's bunk-room and found the Sergeant reading some sort of book. Not quite his stereotypical activity, but Ko paid it no mind. "Hey, have you heard? We've got another assignment"
"Oh really?" Ong paid no heed to his bunk mate and resumed his reading. The book was an ascidian version of a murder mystery, though with much more violence and foul language than terran ones. Curiously, they don't have butlers in service.
Ko flopped down into one of the chairs and shrugged. "We're being put on another investigation mission. Apparently one that Alpha is working on as well. Paronnen, unusual attack from... something, it's not yet known, but the government is damn curious."
That last statement caught Ong's attention and he finally places the book back on the shelf beside him. "An unusual attack from an unknown source? I thought the aliens are too thrashed to try something again." He stares at the ceiling for a few seconds, deep in thought. "Unless, the attack comes from an internal source."
"That could be it." Ko leaned closer to whisper. "Off the record though, the attack is rumoured to be another species of alien. The government has shut down all civilian channels and most military communications from that region, which is unique in itself."
"You're shitting me" The look on Ko's face showed otherwise and that is enough to get Ong's full attention. "What did the LT say? I'm surprised that the gits even revealed that piece of information."
"It's not official yet. I grilled one of the other operatives about it though... I haven't seen Ghost since he went into a meeting though... the local rumour mill is going crazy." Ko shook his head and said, "Damn soldiers, can't keep their mouths shut."
"Well at least they don't have crazy reporters here." Ong tried to lighten the tension but even he was bit rattled by the sudden news. "Why don't we go out and look for the others? I need the exercise anyway and if my intuition is correct, there's a whole lot of trouble coming soon."
"Probably." Ko's mind was still whirling. For rumours to propagate like this, the event was either incredible in scope or ridiculously miniscule. "Let's go see if we can catch some of the others."
Ong jumps out from his cozy seat and heads for the exit. Outside their room, he could see several groups of ascidians talking quietly to each other. "Hmmmm.....even the usual rowdy gits are more subdued today."
"I agree. Some of them don't know yet though, and some aren't going, so don't just blab to anyone..." Ko moved down the hallway, towards the mess hall. The meeting had gone over lunchtime, so maybe Ghost would be there.
"Don't you worry about that, I'm just keeping an eye on them in case another so called duelist decides to jump me again for a battle for honor or something" Ong shakes his head as he follows Ko into the mess hall.
Ghost is sitting at one of the mess hall tables, eating absent-mindedly, a frown on his face makes it look as if something is bothering him. He is looking at a datapad which is on the table next to his plate, and seems to pay more attention to that than the food. Likely he doesn't even taste what he's eating. He also doesn't notice Ko and Ong entering because of this.
Ko walked up to Ghost's table. "Hey, Dmitri, how's it going?" Ko slid into a chair opposite of him. "How was the meeting?"
"I see you decided to try the Ascidian Fried Space Chicken Dish. It's a miracle that you're still alive and well." Ong looked around the mess hall and noticed that it's much less crowded than usual. Shrugging it off, he's glad that at least they'll get some privacy without some loud mouthed git yelling another assortment of choice insults.
Ghost switches off the datapad. As the two troopers joined him he looks up and smiles. "Hey there Derrick, Kev. The meeting went pretty well I guess. As well as can be expected of a Military Intelligence meeting. And we got a new assignment as well." He ignores the comment about his choice of food. Hey, he likes it, who cares?
"What's the mission?" Ko put on his most innocent looking face and coughed slightly. "Anything interesting?"
"Errr...yeah. Care to enlighten us on the mission parameters?" Ong sits down right beside Ko and tries to put on an impassive looking face, looking quite comical in the process.
Noticing Ko's somewhat strange innocent look, as if he knew more than he wanted to let out, he flipped on the datapad again and browsed a moment, and turned it so the other 2 can see it. The screen showed a 3d image of Paronnen III and a short description of the planet below it. "Paronnen III, there have been reports of a strange attack group raiding Council installations there, and we're being sent to investigate."
"Interesting... It's quite bizarre. I wonder why they want special operations troopers doing this sort of work. Certainly their military police must be sufficient..." Ko lost himself in thought momentarily.
"Define strange attack group." Picks up a fork and pokes at the remains of Ghost's meal, trying to do something to occupy himself. An ascidian soldier choked on his food and was laughed upon by his fellow troopers on the other side of the mess hall.
Ghost looks at Kev a moment as he is prodding at his food. "You know, you could just get some for yourself." Ghost grins slightly and continues. "Anyway, strange attack group, well that isn't entirely clear. We don't know their origins, nor do we know why they are attacking us. That'll be up to us to find out."
"Well... This promises to be unusual for sure." Ko wasn't going to get any more information from Ghost, it seemed. He either didn't have it or didn't know, but at least he had confirmed the rumours. "I think I'll go grab some food myself."
"Well that's not a whole lot of information to chew on." Ong didn't feel like eating and decided to head to the bar. As he downed several stiff drinks, his mind ponders about the stuff that Ko told him earlier and what events await the team next.
Ghost nods at Ong and replies, "Yes, I know, there isn't much information, but as soon as we know more, hopefully things will be more clear." He watches Ong get up and to the bar, and looks at his food, which is cold by now and gets up to toss it away. "Oh by the way, better get packing, we will be leaving in just a few days."