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The escape of prisoner 417 - 7AlphaOne1 - 01-01-2016
LPI Sugarland , 365-822 AS , 23:41 SMT
"All Prisoners are to return to their Cells. Lights out in 10 minutes. Violators will be subject to Corporal Punishment."
Prisoner 417 started walking to his cell. Everyone here knew him as Fremius Blaisley. They thought he was a Xeno pilot caught in Texas. All but himself thought that was the truth.
Nothing could be more false.
Fremius, or rather, Aaron, knew he would be out of the prison in another hour. He wasn't going to be released.
He was going to break out.
Aaron had sent a transmission to the Nile, the ship under his command, to return to Akabat. His plan needed just five crew members. The rest could leave.
With his plan in mind, he sat on his bed, waiting.
RE: The escape of prisoner 417 - 7AlphaOne1 - 01-01-2016
The sound of cheerful guards woke Aaron up. he knew that the guards would be lax, given it was new year. All the other prisoners had gone to sleep. Even a few of the guards had.
Aaron got up and walked to the door. The security system woke up instantly.
"Enter Verification Code."
Aaron had been prepared for this. he punched in the keys. 4-1-7-2-3-6.
"Verify Thumbprint." the AI said in a cool, conforting voice. But Aaron knew that one wrong move, and the chamber would be flooded with neural gas.
Slowly, he placed the bit of memory fiber with one of the Guard's thumbprint.
Voila! the door opened!
Sneaking out, he went towards the Guards' Locker Room. Checking around, he found a uniform fitting his size. Aaron rushed out, putting it on, towards the loading bay. Since the loading bay was open to space, he would have to wear a suit, covering his face.
As he planned, a couple of night shift prisoners were loading the crates on a hover-barrow, to be loaded onto the waiting Bison class transport.
Aaron went up to the guard near them.
"I will take care of these two lowlifes. Go get yourself a coffee and a couple of donuts."
"Gee, man. Thanks! Happy new year!"
"Yeah, you have a great year too."
He made sure the guard was gone. Then he turned to the prisoners.
"Status report."
"We are ready, captain. Our uniforms are underneath our airlock suits." Mac replied.
"Alright. Here's the plan. This transport is heading to Baltimore shipyard. I have got john on the Bridge , posing as the communications officer. Amanda will join us at Baltimore. She is preparing our authorisation and a fake manifest as we speak. When the transport arrives, we all go aboard. Riley, you take position in the engine room. Mac, you take point in the gunnery command. I will head up to the bridge."
"When we reach Baltimore, the entire crew will get off. This is the last transport for a few days. As soon as the actual crew gets off, Riley, you will program the engine room to auto-control. Mac, connect all the turrets to the bridge mainframe. We will head straight to Detroit munitions, the Ageira arms manufacturing facility, posing as a Naval logistics ship. We will load up on Arms and Ammunition, then Lift off."
Our flight plan will take us through Cortez. We will jump to Iverness, and Moor with the Atum. From there, it will be a milk run. Let's do this."
The trio got ready for their escapade.
RE: The escape of prisoner 417 - 7AlphaOne1 - 01-02-2016
The LLS-Eagle arrived on schedule. Captain Morgan had just received a transmission that he was to pick up three more crew members. Although it was not regular, the transmission had come from Baltimore command, so he did not have any misgivings.
One of the crew members headed up to the Bridge. With a smart salute, he reported, "Lieutenant Blaisley reporting, Captain."
"Ah, one of our pick ups. Well, you arrived at the right time, Lieutenant. Take charge of the Trajectory. I will take a break."
"Yes, Captain."
Aaron set the helm on auto pilot. This would take them safely up to Huntsville. He walked up to the communications officer.
"Officer, any transmissions from Baltimore?"
"Yes, Captain." John replied, with a smile. Whispering to Aaron, he said "Amanda has got our dry-dock clearance, arms manifest and lift-off clearance from Baltimore and Detroit."
"Good. Stay sharp. One wrong move, and it is Attica Supermax for all of us."
"Yes sir."
Captain Morgan reached his private quarters. Making sure no one was around, he locked the door, and opened his case. Taking out a bottle of wine he had gotten off a Gaul wreck, he got a glass.
"Crew of the Eagle, this is Captain Morgan. In precisely 30 minutes, we will arrive at Baltimore Shipyard. the next three days will be off. Happy New Year."
RE: The escape of prisoner 417 - 7AlphaOne1 - 01-02-2016
Getting out of Baltimore with the ship was easy. With Amanda's forged manifests, the arms got loaded on to the Eagle.
"Riley, how are the engines looking?"
"Engines are top-notch , cap'n. XV series heavies. super low maintainence, high performance."
"Captain, we got a problem."
"What is it, John?"
We have a Libertonian, a Bretonian, and a Gallic Battlegroup duking it in Magellan. Libertonian patrols in Cortez are very high. It is a no go, Sir."
"Inform the Atum. We are taking Route Beta-12."
"But sir-"
"Do it!"
"Yes sir."
RE: The escape of prisoner 417 - 7AlphaOne1 - 01-03-2016
Route Beta 12 was an emergency-only route. It led straight through Zone 21 and Zone 42. Aaron was quite familiar with Zone 21. Operations in Alaska had been routine for him before he was captured in Liberty. Zone 42 was another matter entirely.
The only way to trace the Jump hole was to follow a highly scrambled Binary ping through the Badlands-like nebula that covered Zone 42. From what he knew, Liberty Navy and LSF patrols were very frequent. But with the war in Magellan, LN was bound to be occupied.
"John, Send a transmission to Order High command."
"Which base, sir?"
"Send it to Project Horus. Restrict to Important details. Route Beta 12. CO Aaron Johnson. Bison class transport, stolen. Cargo of arms and ammunition."
"Right away, sir. What do I add as the ship ID, sir?"
"Christen it the Amenophus."
"Yes sir."
RE: The escape of prisoner 417 - 7AlphaOne1 - 01-03-2016
Epilogue:
Aaron liked that smell. Akabat was not what anyone would call paradise. But to him, it was Home. He hadn't stepped on a planet for about 7 months, and Really missed the feeling.
A marine came and saluted him.
"At ease, Sergeant. Is the equipment set up?"
'Yes sir. If you and your crew would step right this way..."
It was a Routine check. Any operative returning to base after an extended period of capture or loss had to undergo a test for infestation. As soon as he checked out, Aaron called the Sergeant.
"I happened to hear that we have a new bar here on Akabat. Tell me about it."
"Oh, the Luxor. It's a great place sir. not very far from here. They even got a good batch of Gallic Wine."
Hmmm........Gallic Wine doesn't sound too bad, Thought Aaron. Time to let off some steam.
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