Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Three: Clearing House
New Avalon Spaceport, February 10th, 3035
Miranda rubbed her eyes as a headache set in. She had been at this for too long. Shortly after she left Terra and Comstar back in 3015, she started working for Sharpshooter Inc, only to be approached by the intelligence director for Duke Hull shortly after.
Since then, she had been given training and had been able to become embedded in the radical elements of Comstar when the Comstar Civil War ended. This meant she had been waiting for the opportune time to get her information back to Dunham and the rest of the Kentares Intelligence service.
Miranda's Rim Worlds Production Taloswas an interesting 'mech. But it was the 'mech that would allow her to survive what would happen next. Turning to the other three 'mechs of the command lance, She immediately overheated the two Rampage Assault 'mechs with a flurry of Inferno SRMs. As well as tearing into the lone Phoenix's rear torso with her LB-10X and Medium Laser, causing the other medium 'mech to crumple as its reactor and Gyro were destroyed.
Cycling her SRMs once again, Miranda hit the two assault 'mechs with the Inferno missiles again. Covering them in the gel and continuing to cause the 'mechs to continue to overheat as they burned.
Grabbing a coded device that had been concealed in her hair, she plugged it into the Talos's computer, changing her IFF to one that was used by the Kentares Guard. Hitting the two Rampages with a full alpha strike to the rear, she dropped one of them before walking out of the hanger and broadcasting her surrender.
"This is Miranda Fischer." She broadcast on an open channel. "Authorization code Sierra-Tango- Victor-five-one-one."
Two lances of the Davion Heavy Guard immediately rushed to assist, covering the agent and preventing the rest of the enemy forces from terminating her.
"Friendly Talos, you are to follow the Thunderbolt to its destination," Came the command from the Davion channels.
"Yes Sir," Miranda replied, and she began following the heavy 'mech to its destination. Her weapons safed and powered down.
"Talos, you are being ordered to dismount here, and to give up all weapons to your escorts."
"Solid copy," She replied before the sound of autocannon began to echo in the distance as the Davion Heavy Guards began to clear out the rest of the hangers and warehouses. Powering down her Talos, she threw down the ladder and left the hatch, making sure to keep her usual infantry weapons stored in her mech. Making her way down the ladder, she finally dropped the last few feet where she was met by a couple of big infantrymen clad in powered armor. "I take it you boys are my escort?" Miranda asked as she swung the light jacket she had with her over her lightly covered torso.
"Yes Ma'am," The two men replied. "You're to follow us while techs go over your 'mech."
"Understood," Miranda replied. "Lead the way."
February 15th, 3035
"Why am I supposed to be the one meeting this agent again?" David Kerensky asked as he looked at the woman on the other side of the mirrored glass.
"Because she's a member of the intelligence corps that was put together by your father and Dunham," Hanse replied with a shrug. "She's also refusing to turn over any of her data until she's given authorization by a member of her chain of command."
"I don't fall under that umbrella yet, Uncle Hanse," David replied. "I'm only a major in the 3rd Kentares Guard, and I'm not read in on many of the top-secret projects yet."
"It's that, or try to nail down where your parents are," Hanse replied. "Last thing we heard, was that they were in the middle of supervising the reconstruction of Outreach. But then again, that was nearly three months ago."
"They're not sending regular updates?" David asked.
"They are, but regular is a bit of an oxymoron. Even with the HPG network working perfectly our updates are still behind." Hanse replied. "There's no such thing as up-to-date data in interstellar society. In many ways, we're back to the days of the telegram. With information potentially not reaching key figures until it is too late."
"Well, I'll go in and see if she'll hand over the data to me," David replied. "But I'm not promising anything."
February 20th, 3035
"Well, we finally found out exactly what happened to Ian." Hanse briefed his privy council. "And it's not pretty." He pulled up the footage that Ms. Fischer had provided with her reports. "As you can see from the footage, they interrogated Ian, and then took a semen sample before executing him." Hanse shook with rage as he clenched and unclenched his fists. "The "Word of Blake" as Comstar refers to them, have completely taken over the Outworlds Alliance. And, they have seemingly allied themselves with both the mercenary remnants of the Wolf's Dragoons and some sort of outside force."
"We're already positioning for an attack on the Outworlds Alliance." Yvonne Davion spoke up. "It will take us time to move the right forces over though, and the Periphery March may be at risk while we begin repositioning."
"Given the force estimates that we were provided with, DMI believes that the Outworlds Alliance will be launching an attack on many of the worlds that were ceded over to the Federated Suns." Yvonne Continued. "They have thirty-two battlemech regiments currently. They are also being supplied with training from the Wolf's Dragoons and whatever outside ally they have found. Most of the troops will be green, but no one has fought them before, and we have no clue what sort of doctrine or training they will follow."
"According to our intelligence asset. They also have Warships on standby to help eliminate any forces that we try to use for an invasion. With that in mind, we're going to be using the Terran March's forces and several Mercenary groups to move first, they'll be supported by assault dropships, aerospace fighters, and what Warships we have available." Hanse stated with a cold fury evident in his voice. "We're going to be releasing the information on what happened to Ian and are going to utterly destroy the Word of Blake."
"Quintus, I need you to get Hull, Sandoval, and Hasek-Davion up to speed on this," Hanse ordered the head of MIIO. "Sortek, you'll be getting the Mercenaries together and ensuring that they're moving along the proper timetables."
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"I'll get some units shaken loose to move to assist as soon as I return," Katrina told Hanse as she began to board her dropship.
"I will be doing the same." Thomas Calderon replied. "You have been good allies, and we shall continue to act in good faith as long as you do the same."
Author's note: The Character that is used throughout this chapter is referenced in this scene here from the Comstar Interlude: 3015. Also, I've been really busy in training and that's why this chapter is late. I also won't be able to write Saturday or Sunday seeing as I've got two twelve-hour training days.