
Operation Galvanic Logistics Planning Chairing this meeting
is General Cosgrove of the UEEF, who
has been tasked with the unenviable task of developing a Karbarren defence
force and providing manning and material support to Operation Galvanic .Despite
a rather successful public relations campaign, he has faced a challenging time
focusing civilian efforts towards a militaristic mindset.With so many elements in play, there were
bound to be set backs. These early morning
meeting were beginning to ware on the Generals nerves, he required a sharp mind
when dealing with members of the civilian counsel. Ego’s were delicate, he could not simply
order them to carry out tasking, as he would members of his unit. No, here he needed to subtly influence conversation
topics and decision processes. Permit
the elders to assume that they had arrive at these decisions themselves,
decisions that would just happen to align with logistics and mission objectives
that were looming closer. Far closer
than he was comfortable with.
Three cups of coffee
in the last hour perhaps had not been the smartest of ideas, his fatigue had
been suppressed, but his mind was unfocused.The delegation was late, he, Xander
and Xander's section had been seated in the briefing room for a little over 20 minutes. Ineffective time, time that most certainly
could be more effectively spent. The
General was relieved that Xander had
been carefully reviewing recommendations made in the logistics dossier. Efficiently
underlining elements, making side entries. This was the style of officer that Cosgrove preferred dealing with,
focused, professional, mission oriented.
Xander in return had been observing tell tail signs of the Generals growing
frustration. A slight tick next to his
right eye a display of fatigue perhaps. The fidgeting, tapping and spinning of his stylus pen around his index
finger. Indicative of mounting
frustration and perhaps a slip in self-discipline, yet another indicator of the
differences between Micronian and the superior Zentraedi Military culture.
Refocusing on the key
information points within the dossier,
Xander ran a finger down the page as he mused the effect that the proposal
would have on the detachment fleets fighting effectiveness. This new “Fury” Mecha was mildly
concerning. A fusion of Mirconian
Veritech and Zentraedi Power Armour, to create a new hybrid mecha. Necessity dictated this sort of cannibalization, yet Xander felt
irritation at the perceived Corruption
of a proven Zentraedi weapon system. It
felt as though his ties to the past were slowly being eroded, perhaps these
were nostalgic musings. Change was a
constant undercurrent that one could not fight successfully.
The door to the briefing room finally opened
as a senior corpsman escorted the Karbarren delegation in. Sanding, both UEEF Officers payed their
respects as etiquette dictated before Cosgrove , with certain efficiency guided
the conversation on to point.
You all have security
clearance here, what I am about to say can not in any way be repeated outside
of these walls.The forces that we have
to defend Karbarra are barely adequate, we are now required to split these forces
in order to address a potential threat that exists on planet Arcturus . In essence, the forces that have been left
behind the main fleet were designated as second line units. For those unfamiliar with the term, these are
inferior, outdated and under supplied in regards to out standard operating
requirements.