=== Chapter 6: Dossier ===
Krisso put his rifle down on his bunk bed, coming over to where Reint stood. “What does it say?”.
Reint smiled, but the smile soon faded as he looked at the paper and read the contents.
Reint shuddered, dropping the papers to the floor. Surely his eyes had betrayed him. Could this really be happening again?
Marek walked over. He barely had to glance at the piece of paper to see what got Reint so riled up about. In once quick glance he could see the words; Mudokon, Terrorist, Exterminate and the names of popular Mudokon Terrorists.
Marek stamped his foot on the ground in anger. “When will these idiots realise that we don’t get involved with these kinds of missions?!”. Krisso shook his head in dismay, “It’s been a while since we got one of THOSE assignments”.
Reint promptly picked up the piece of paper, putting it in the furnace. Marek nodded in approval and his eyes were fixed on the other pieces of paper. “Let’s see here… Renegade Sligs, Glukkon Escort…”, they each read through the mission dossiers in turn, and discussed their options with each other.
Reint took one of the papers. “I like the sound of this escort mission, Farda of CheapMeeps, I wonder who’s after him?”. Krisso replied, “Probably some bounty hunters, I wouldn’t be surprised if some other Glukkons are behind this.”
Marek agreed that whenever Glukkons were involved with an escort mission, there were secret vendettas that were probably best left to them. “Still, the pay is good and we can handle something like this.”
Marek took the piece of paper and put it on his desk. “I’ll ring them in the morning and tell them that we accept”.
Krisso held the other piece of paper, “Let’s hang on to this one for a while, it might come in handy”. Marek agreed. It only said ‘capture’, not kill. He didn’t often eliminate other Sligs and only when he had good reason.
Marek then wrapped up proceedings, “Alright that’s enough for one day, let’s get some shut-eye”.
Reint and Krisso proceeded to their bunks. They told a few funny stories about recent events, and then fell asleep fairly quickly.
= = =
The next day, a security Slig was talking on a phone. “Yes, right, you want to accept the terms then? Alright, I’ll let Farda know where you are and what time you will arrive here. Okay, bye for now”. The Slig hung up the receiver and then proceeded into the next room.
“Sir, Marek’s Squad accepted the mission”.
Farda puffed his cigar and smiled “Alright, now things are starting to swing in our favour”. Farda rotated his chair so it faced the window. “Dalto, exactly how much moolah do we still have?”
“About twenty thousand boss!”. Dalto’s enthusiasm was infectious. “Well, let’s just hope we can get that loan”.
Farda then proceeded to tell Dalto exactly where he was going to get his loan from. Dalto smiled and agreed. Their plan would be a good one.
= = =
Krisso woke up later than the other two. He was still thinking about Udra. He spoke quietly to himself, as he got out of bed. “Udra, why did something like that have to happen?”.
Reint handed Krisso the morning paper and a bottle of Brew.
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