Meddlers In Time
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All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or otherwise able to take legal action against me, is purely coincidental.
All the names were pulled out of my memory and applied more or less at random. You ain't that character just because you share a first name and a trade.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
Mission: Deep Cover Agent Provocateur
Infiltrate the Imperium in the 35th century and facilitate a state of total war with Hegemony forces.
No local assets.
Meddlers in Time
Out of the frying pan, into the fire
I hate getting killed!
It rates right up there as some of my very worst experiences. No matter how or how often it happens I will never get used to it- and I do all I can to avoid it!
Which is not always easy in the more interesting parts of the Empire.!
Getting to where I am now has cost me three lives- at about 1.2 million adjusted Imperials a time!
Sometimes I wish my crew wouldn’t try so hard to recover the running backup with the nasty bits on it, but I know there is usually some valuable lesson there- like how I screwed up and got slotted.
But the more ‘valuable’ the lesson I get to learn, the more I would rather be restored from the last full backup!
Still, it could be worse- after all- I am only one of a very few that get to die another day- in this time and place…
Helzin Loyalist Bloc
Special Operations Group
“I don’t like this operation at all Commander, but I have no other choices. The Imperials are demanding we get the last separatist stronghold cleaned out,” stated Admiral Haverston. “They can’t get the cruisers over the continent to land their Marines until that PA cannon emplacement is taken out. So your company has to kill those guns- your mission is a go!”
Commander Jamieson gave a dry grin. “I had best get the troops moving then, sir!”
“Good luck Commander”, said the Admiral, as Jamieson strode out of his office. “I hope you can do this or I will have to nuke that Continent bare- of 284 million souls…”
3rd Expeditionary Force
Helzin Colonial Marines.
“The area is tight,” ordered Jamieson. “Signal Cranston and inform him that Breaker is a go. As of now, nobody enters, nobody leaves this base and all communications are cut off after you call Cranston. We load and move at 2530. Make it happen!”