Sector 1400
Planet 1411
January 22, 2052
Commander Yale looked in
the mirror as he splashed cold water to his face. His failure in
capturing Preez had resulted in him being assigned to lighter roles
for the corporation. Now he had to accompany an OmniPotent
corporation businessman to Tachyon Industries to see if the VEGA's
researches can be installed into their battleships.
“Commander, we have
arrived.” an officer with the rankings of Lieutenant knocked on his
bathroom door.
“Good Lieutenant. I'll
be there shortly.” Yale combed his hair in an organized manner.
Meanwhile at the ship
dock at Tachyon Industries, a Genesis cruiser docked in the facility
and shut off its engines. A squad of armoured soldiers stepped out
escorting a big Caucasian man dressed in a formal attire carrying a
black briefcase locked to his wrist.
“Follow me Mr. De
Waal.” the leader soldier prompted the businessman as he walked to
an access panel.
“Is there a need for
so much security?” De Waal placed his sunglasses onto his dark
brown hair as he eyed the combat turrets around the facility.
“It's a protection of
VEGA assets.” Yale responded from behind as he was accompanied by
three of his officers.
“What's so valuable
that it needs to be protected?” De Waal walked with Yale as they
reached the testing room inside the facility.
“This is why you are
here and the business we would like to do with you.” Yale waved the
guards to lock the entrance as a glass room lit up beside them.
“This is the thermal
beam weapon...a prototype in the making.” Yale pointed at a sleek
looking weapon mounted in the centre of the room.
“What does it do?”
De Waal looked amused.
“Watch.” Yale
ordered one of the lab technicians to operate the gun.
The back pane of glass
opened up to reveal a thick orangish armour that appeared to be of
iridium composite. The gun turned and began to charge up with a
muffled hum as it targeted the piece of armour. Then, a stream of
intense bright light beamed onto the armour and pierced a hole
through it in a matter of seconds.
“Amazing!” De Waal
clapped.
“Imagine four of these
loaded onto your company's Rancor production line.” Yale smiled at
the pleased businessman.
“Let's get to business
then.” De Waal sat down on the table and unlocked his briefcase.
Before any deal was
drafted, a loud blaring alarmed sounded across the facility.
“Warning, perimeter
intrusion detected!” the alarmed announced.
“What is this?” De
Waal quickly shut his briefcase and locked it as his security team
formed a circle around him.
“We'll take care of
it.” Yale looked at one of his officer and nodded.
“Sir, follow me!”
the officer waved at De Waal to follow him down a set of stairs.
As De Waal and his team
went downstairs, Yale looked at the security cameras on his datapad
to locate the intrusion alarm. A fleet of Exodus cruisers was headed
towards the facility in a very fast speed with the words “NB Gaven”
painted on its port side.
