Quote:The name of operation:Order №410. Participants:O-03, A-1499, A-1507, A-1508, A-1509. Operation subject:Collaboration of the Confederation and the Order on the level of knowledge about Nomads. Building diplomatic relations. Notes:By order of O-03 dated April 10, 827 AS, which was connected, first of all, with a visit to the Order of the Confederate Territories in order to provide support in xeno studies and helping Confederation against Nomad threat, it was decided to meet the Order's research agent Alisa Tereshkova and EOS agents (disguised as OCI agents). The meeting was scheduled for April 12, 827 AS, the purpose of which is to establish strong diplomatic relations with the Order and obtain all data about the Wanderers and their manifestations (infected people). The acquired knowledge should be used to update the EOS archives related to infected ones.
At the moment, the agents and the observer are sent to the agent of the Order.
The next morning, Alice got up in high spirits. In the end, everything that happened portended new opportunities for both the Order and for herself. A short breakfast, a hasty gathering, and other morning procedures, and now, finally, she left her room, heading to the lobby of the hotel, in which the delegates who greeted her so graciously accommodated her. "- Interesting... So many years have passed, and architecture has not lost its ancient, earthly color. New Paris definitely has something to wipe the nose of the rest of Sirius..."
She said it under one's breath, stopped near the window, from which a view of the colossal square with many monuments and artwork's was opened.
Modified by the standards of the Confederation, the Gallic bomber of "Cougar" series successfully landed at the nearest landing site intended for arriving and departing space ships. Morning, as it always happens, froze all those who moved to work, school, college, or from work, depending on what kind of shift the worker had. Maximilian knew about the meeting with the local representative of the Order, as well as with the goals of his visit to the planet New Paris. He was not a non-diplomatic person: he collected all kinds of information about who he will meet with, how to behave, and so on. In the end, even at the time of the Council existence as revolutionaries, contacts with the Order were at a minimum and were limited only to a banal "question-answer".
There were several people in the bomber: Maximilian himself, agents Raul Luk and Valerie Durand - in the cargo compartment.
"Landing is completed, thanks for taking our place."
"Welcome to the planet New Paris!" - answered operator.
The compartment opened, and Valerie and Raul got out of it, while Maximilian got out of his cockpit. All three were dressed in civilian clothes which hiding standard Gallic blaster pistols. The path was short-lived - another half an hour or so by official transport to the hotel where the guest lived. At least, taking into account traffic jams in the morning - without them it will take 15 minutes maximum.
"Have you prepared the transport?" - asked Raul. - "I would not want to go on a public trip when you know that every second person in New Paris is ready to rip a throat for you because you 'betrayed' Gallia. What kind of anima..."
“Yes, I have" - interrupted Maximilian, taking a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiping it with his eye prosthesis. - "Us thither."
The whole group proceeded towards the parking lot for ground transportation, where they were already waiting for them - a domestic car with a pre-trained driver. When they got to the car, all three sat down. The driver was a young man of about 25 years old.
"Where we go?"
"Hotel "Pas-de-Provence". Have you read the instructions?"
"Yes, I have. You all..." - The driver turned around, - "here? One, two," - he's looked at Maximilian sitting on the front, -"three."
The driver started the car, and the whole trinity, already on the ground, began moving towards the hotel. Maximilian looked at his watch: they even outstripped the schedule by as much as 3 minutes.
"Is Francois not with you?”
“He will be at the facility,” - Raul answered.
All four agents are OCI agents, EOS agents. Nobody knew about the existence of the EOS, except for the President of the Republic and Maskimilian’s brother - Jacques Bernard. And then Jacques knew only superficially, the maximum is the name and the fact that his brothers, Maximilian and Francois, were there. None of civilian people on this planet knew that all four belonged to intelligence or to the Council at all, but Raul was always somewhat suspicious of the Royalists and their, if possible, knowledge. Maximilian simply ignored such a possibility, since he had long known that EOS nobody needs besides GRI.
The trip took 20 minutes. All this looked like stops, brief negotiations between agents on different topics, nothing more. Today, nobody wanted to talk about anything: there's was not a topic for discussion. Upon reaching the hotel, Raul and Maximilian got out of the car, leaving Valerie and the driver agent in it. When he reached the door, Maximilian caught a glimpse of Alisa looking out the window. She is only 27...
Having opened the door, both were in the hall, where so far there was nobody except a couple of people from the housekeeping staff, security guards and the receptionist, who were waiting for the guests. Maximilian turned in the direction of Alisa and approached her, simultaneously pulling out his passport, where was the OCI badge.
"Alisa Tereshkova?" - asked Maximilian. - “I'm Maximilian Bernard, from the Office of Confederal Intelligence. This is Raul Luk - my partner. I think you were aware of our arrival. Are you ready to leave the hotel?”
The girl turned around and bowed, just like if she were in a magnificent dress, mannered, as if before her were not delegates, but the royal family of Bretonia. "- Greetings. You are right, it’s really me. Nice to meet you, Monsieur Bernard and Monsieur Luke."
She said that afterwards in pure Gallic language with some of coalition accent in her voice. "- I’m ready. However ... I hope there will be enough time. I would like to know better this city and the planet at all. Of course on one's own time. " "- By the way. I took with me a number of... Personal things. There are several suitcases and cases. They stayed in the room... If it doesn’t bother you, can you help me with it?...
She added it with some awkwardness in her voice. - I'm afraid of the second such trip with all this on myself i can't stand...
“Yes, of course,” - said Maximilian, turned to the window and waved toward the car. The driver saw Maximilian, who first showed 3 fingers, and then made a gesture with his thumb in his direction. The driver turned back, after which Valerie Durand got out of the car. Also going into the hall, she went to Maximilian and asked what to do. - "Take our guest to the car, we will collect things from her number."
“Good,” - Valerie said, with her cold gaze looking at Alice, while Maximilian showed his documents to the receptionist and said that he would like to go to Alisa's room. - "Let's go."
Shrugging her shoulders, Alise sighed and followed the escort into the car, taking a closer look at everything along the way, either from a professional habit, or simply because of excitement. "- Madam, can you tell me if the equipment that was brought on "Amunet" has already been unloaded? Or you dont know?
Valerie ignored Alisa's question while they got into the car in the back seats.
"Where is Max and Raul?" - asked the driver.
“They went after things,” - Valerie answered. - "As for your question, Alisa, all the equipment was unloaded. Raul and I had to get up at one in the morning to watch the process."
“Not lucky for you,” - said the driver. - “They woke me up at 5 in the morning,” - a malicious snicker was heard in the words.
Another 5 minutes passed before Maximilian and Raul returned with their luggage and loaded it into the car. When all sit in their places, Alisa was between Raul and Valerie, and Maximilian sat in front with the driver. Everyone was ready to move.
"So... We have a 30 minute drive to the facility. Then you," - Maximilian looked at Alisa, - "will be instructed on what will happen next. You will have, by the way, almost an entire day of freedom, which you can spend on visiting all the sights. As for your work time, then... I can’t say anything here, but I know for sure that you will have freedom to move outside working hours. Under our guard, of course."
Alisa awkwardly smiled. "- I'm sorry it happened, madam. Perhaps I could make amends for this incident? My bosses generously sponsored our joint project. No one will be angry if I spend some of my personal funds on getting to know the team in a more informal setting. This also concerns you, gentlemen. Outside of working time, of course."
She added the latter with an innocent smile. "- And about the protection... Well, it’s reasonable. I hope one day this will be not needed. I fully believe that the relations of the Confederation and our small organization will only strengthen. In the end, only together we have a chance. Well, before that... "
After a pause, she added next one. " - Our intelligence groups have already been attacked by the Enclave, so I dare to suggest that no one would mind if our employees slightly reduce them... Ehr, population?"
“Don't worry,” - Valeria said. - “After we take you, I can sleep the time I need.”
"So... Are we moving?" - asked Maximilian.
“Yes, we are,” - the driver answered. Car started up, and the whole group headed for the object.
“The guard will be present until we make sure that the Enclave and its derivatives cease to influence the local population, and their agents are caught. The restructuring of Gallia was only a few months ago, it is foolish to think that they have no supporters in the space of the Confederation. As for the Enclave "population" and your agents, then I can only say that for the most part you should take the enemy prisoners and transfer them to us. Arranging genocide is not always advisable."
Alisa raised an eyebrow and then showed Maximilian her medal. "- I know what genocide is not by hearsay. But I didn’t talk about that... But okay. I will give this directive to field agents. And... I'm glad that there are those who care. You understand what I mean..." "- History sometimes makes strange turns. I..."
And without completing the sentence, she exhaled and turned to the window. "- A bad topic for discussion... When will we arrive at the facility?"