The Patriots capture.

[Gemel]

[font=Fixedsys]Six Hours Earlier

[font=Franklin Gothic Medium]Agent P, Codenamed Patriot, of the Colonial Intelligence Service set his modified Nyx down in a discreet corner of the Tau 29 Freeports hanger bay. He climbed down the ladder and thanked the deck officer. Patriot threw a credit chip to the deck officer and said; Fill her up and cover her please. The zoner worker nodded and strolled off. Patriot stretched, looked around the hanger and headed for the walkway marked for the bar, he had an appointment to keep.

Strolling into the bar he took a look around, saw the man he was looking for in the corner and then headed for the bar. [color=#33FFFF]Yamaguchi Nova please mate, and a shot of Bret' Bitter. He watched as the drinks were poured, collected them and walked over to the table in the corner, checking out the others in the bar as he went. A couple of zoners, quietly drinking at the bar, a noisy group of Kusarians off shift on one side of the room and a freelancer of some kind standing to one side listening to the news. Nothing to be worried about.

He sat down opposite the man in the shadows and pushed on of the drinks towards him.

Good evening sir. I hope I'm not too late.

The man, one of the senior officers of the CIS, placed a small package on the table. Just in time P, here. In this is the information for your next assignment. I will not lie, this is a dangerous one.

I'm ready sir Patriot assured him I do not like danger but I will face it when necessary. He took the package and opened it. Inside were a set of launch keys for a fighter ship, some photos and another sheet of paper.

Good. Your mission is to take the Crusader fighter parked on this station to the Battleship Sterling in the Dundee system, in the hold of this fighter are the materials to make three bombs. One for the main reactor and two backup charges in the weapons capacitors. Once the charges are planted get free and make your way home. This is the start of something big Patriot, don't let me down. If you are captured we won't be able to get you out. Your Nyx will be waiting on Minato for you. He downed his drink, stood up, nodded once to Patriot and left.

Patriot sighed, took another sip of his drink before standing, grabbing the package and throwing some credit chips on the table. With one last glance around he strode out of the bar toward the Hanger.

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