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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jul 30, 2012 3:05:23 GMT -6
Forcing the truck into the garage, Michael quickly opened the back as he pulled out the ammo crates he would need for his sniper rifles before getting help to move the ammo crate over. Tossing the packs over, he slipped on his jacket and hat as he started up his truck before shifting it into reverse with a brick on the gas petal to give the sniper a target. Climbing into Jack's truck as Jack sat in the passengers seat, starting out of the garage, he hit it into full speed as he turned to Jack; "I'll make a call to Cotter and send troops in from the Reserve Corps but we have to get this Centurion to Daniel right away," starting towards a spaceport that wasn't exactly well marked considering Terran Intelligence was always off the reservation.
Hours later...tapping Jack to wake up, he drove past a fence stating No Trespassing on the outskirts of the city; driving onto the grass covered runway that was once there even more brush overgrown hangers. The hanger doors opened as he drove the vehicle into a make shift base as the lights started coming on, flipping the truck off as he laid back in the seat; "Get some rest, there is new armor here for us and a few empty crates that we can put the Centurion in. We both need full medical workups once we get on the Atlantia," rolling up his jacket as he cracked the window before drifting asleep.
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Gen. Jack Thrax
Terran Defense Forces
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Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jul 30, 2012 11:34:55 GMT -6
Waking up in the passengers seat, Jack opened his door as he rolled out wondering how Michael knew of this location and even more how Terran Intelligence has been keeping everything up to date. Pulling out a nutrition bar, he started eating it was he walked over to a black room, noticing two suits hanging up some of which he used to wear in the Special Forces but were remastered. Picking on up, he set his suit aside before stripping down as he slipped on the black fatigues first followed by everything else as he kept the head gear aside. Holstering his pair of pistols, he secured everything before picking up his Kriss Super V with extra ammunition as he spotted Michael getting out of the truck; "You failed to mention that Terran Intelligence actually made suits more powerful and flexible than my old one." Grinning, Jack slung his rifle as he walked over to one of the metal crates, knowing it was the right length to fit the Centurion as his helmet visor lit up new reports. Slipping it on, the visor was linked with the spy satellites and nearly all the communications grids as he spoke to Michael; "We lost a team in Sparta to the Ha La Tha and more of those Centurions have been spotted," he knew time was vital considering pretty soon they would be forced to go head to head with these things instead of the organization.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jul 30, 2012 19:37:32 GMT -6
Stepping out the truck while holding onto his ribs, spotting Jack in the armor as he pulled out a bottle of water and a nutrition bar; sitting down on a pile of crates wondering how far Alexander pushed his involvement with the Ha La Tha. Finishing off the bar, he pulled the tarp off of an old shuttle that had no traces of Terran Intelligence just the old Terran Space Corps. Picking up the armor, he began putting it on as he turned to Jack, "Get the syringe in the white box and take the prearranged dosage, it contains adrenaline among with nanos that increase strength and a few other things should last for the next six months,"slipping on the vest as well the pieces of armor. Slipping on the gloves, he kept the helmet aside as he spotted Jack holding the crate containing the Centurion over his shoulder as he too took another syringe containing the same thing. Attaching his holsters, he didn't bother with the pistols as he stepped into the armory, pulling out a pair of sub machine guns as he screwed on the suppressors. Placing magazines onto his holsters, he picked up a fresh M-4 as he stuffed 10 magazines into the bottom of his vest; checking over the sights before attaching the stock to his vest. Picking up a M14 as he attached a bi pod setup along with a suppressor as well as securing the scope before slinging it over his shoulder. Grabbing a pack, he stuffed at least 20 magazines into the bag as well as food and water with a tactical pad that could link up with any satellite over Terra. Walking over to Jack as he started towards the shuttle, he was prepared for the worst as he grabbed his helmet before slipping it on as well.
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Gen. Jack Thrax
Terran Defense Forces
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KDF
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Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jul 30, 2012 23:15:14 GMT -6
Picking up one of the packs himself, he opened up the hanger doors as he climbed onboard, strapping down the Centurion before taking a seat in the co-pilot's chair. Flipping through switches, the engines roared to life as the massive shuttle rolled out of the hanger and onto the runway as he gave it full power with Michael as it raced down the runway before lifting off.
Strapping in, Jack connected to the onboard radio as the shuttle headed for orbit, feeling zero G take over as he spotted Michael heading over to the Centurion to keep his eye on the corpse.
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Kobol Police
Terran Civilian
Terran Police
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Post by Kobol Police on Jul 30, 2012 23:58:39 GMT -6
Detective Holmes
Still hurting from his last altercation, he flashed his badge to the CSI units and SWAT teams as they carried out known Ha La Tha members that seemed to survive this brutal attack as he noticed a rifle on the ground. Ordering the CSI teams to get finger prints off of it, he couldn't imagine it getting any worst but the city was now in chaos which meant the Thrax brothers were doing something right.
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Damon Smith
Cylon
Cylon Model Seven
Intelligence Officer
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Registered: Jul 28, 2012 22:29:52 GMT -6
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Post by Damon Smith on Aug 1, 2012 14:16:41 GMT -6
Pulling up to the crime scene, the man fixed his suit as he climbed out of the sports car as he holstered his pistol before reaching into his jacket to pull out his TBI (Terran Bureau of Investigation) badge as he flashed it to the officers. Noticing the debris, Marcus took a look over the rifles and all before turning to Detective Holmes; "The TBI will be taking over for the Thrax case, I would like all evidence shipped to our field office and you didn't see me here," walking back to his car. He knew of Alex's plans and his was much alike except he was going to teach the brother's a lesson and even more anyone else that comes after them. Climbing into his car, in the back seat was bags of rifles as he shifted it into gear and headed towards the last known location of the brothers.
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Kobol Police
Terran Civilian
Terran Police
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Registered: Oct 14, 2011 16:16:18 GMT -6
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Post by Kobol Police on Aug 1, 2012 20:18:02 GMT -6
Detective Holmes
Listening to the TBI agent, he knew there was nothing he could do except follow the man's orders as he watched the man drive away in his sports car. The detective nodded as more Ha La Tha members were being hauled away into police cars for a jail cell waiting for them but he knew even then only half would make bail.
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Damon Smith
Cylon
Cylon Model Seven
Intelligence Officer
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Post by Damon Smith on Aug 1, 2012 21:31:43 GMT -6
Calling in a truck, he shifted the car down into a lower gear as he drove onto a road that had recently seen traffic as he drove onto an abandon airfield. Heading over to a massive hanger, he parked in front of it as he opened the trunk before grabbing his holster as well, he remembered the days when it was too easy to hunt down a target at least this way it provided him a chance to setup for the prey and rise back up as the lead Seven General. Opening the trunk, he pulled out his G36C as he pulled out several magazines just to be safe as the truck pulled up in the grass. The back opened up as Centurions dropped out of the back with a pack in one hand and a rifle in the other as they broke through the door, securing the area as he followed in behind them. Noticing the SUV with rifles stacked up and a piece of a Centurion that must have been shipped out, knowing that the Colonials would have the upper hand if they discover the Centurion secrets. Ordering the guns to be shipped out, the other Centurions began pouring napalm on the walls as he prepared to light it; knowing that they would have to return and now with the knowledge of the craft they're using it would be a short trip for them.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2012 9:47:38 GMT -6
Landing in a district owning to the Ha La Tha and members of STO, he knew he was safe as he stepped out of his raider to be greeted by the new Ha La Tha boss. With the weapons and Centurions he's loaned them, this was his chance to prepare for another attack and this time with Terra's own citizens. Spotting one of his Centurions, he turned to the STO as he informed them of new Centurions that should shake up things a bit; turning away as the Ha La Tha took him inside. He knew here he was safe considering not even Marcus knew of these connections and even more no one else knew either as far as the TCIA sees it he's still on Helios Prime and as far as he saw it, at least here he knew just about no one can touch him.
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Post by Ha'La Tha Gangster on Nov 2, 2012 12:44:49 GMT -6
Ha La Tha Boss
Walking up to Alex, he shook his hand as he spoke softly in his natural Tauron accent; "It's nice to finally meet you, your Centurions have been ahead of schedule and we've paid off everything so our factories won't be searched by anyone," walking back into the building as Centurions stood along his own men, "STO is slowly building thanks to us and we estimate in 6 months we can take and hold the city giving your kind a beach head."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2012 15:46:21 GMT -6
Nodding to the Ha La Tha Boss, he walked past the Centurions as he handed over plans to them concerning a new Centurion; "There is reason to believe that the Colonials particularly one, an Admiral Yogi, is pulling strings in the Empire so any attack by my people will be myself or Cavil," setting his hat aside, "it would be nice if one of your operatives can get eyes on the Atlantia specifically on Marcus."
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Post by Ha'La Tha Gangster on Nov 29, 2012 9:07:04 GMT -6
Ha La Tha Soldier
Turning to Alex as he held onto a piece of information that even he didn't think would fall into their lap, "Someone in the government has leaked that the President is on the Southern Continent, Eresea, he has minimium security and doesn't expect something like this," handing Alex the folder containing all the information.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2012 9:23:59 GMT -6
Surprised, he peered over the folder as he set it down onto the counter; "Get fake ID's made and something less obvious to ship Centurions or at least five of them," grinning he knew if the President and even more the government was brought down then the fleet would be in chaos. Walking past the soldiers, he would be looking forward to a little talk with Doral and maybe even clear his own crimes after all without a government comes no reason to arrest criminals like him.
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Post by Ha'La Tha Gangster on Dec 4, 2012 12:49:12 GMT -6
Ha La Tha Soldier
Wheeling out steel crates for the Centurions, it also contained semi automatic rifles with spare mags to take the guards down and occupy the area in which the President would be. On the side, the soldier had contacts in the Marine Corps that could get them near the President and even more assist in taking down the Colonial Government once and for all. Marking the crates as medical supplies, the port authority won't inspect them considering the nature of medical supplies and also meant the Centurions would get there before the rest of them. Taking them out to the truck, they soon loaded them up as the Ha La Tha prepared for one of the most evasive attacks against a government they disliked more than the Terran government.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2012 12:59:47 GMT -6
Watching his Centurions get loaded up, he pulled out spare passports and new ID's as he stuffed it into his jacket before turning to the soldiers; it was his turn to do something Cavil couldn't do which was bring the government to its knees. Preparing to leave by raptor, he knew if the government came down then the fleet would lose influence and force them to surrender or even more move into a position in which the fleet could counter attack.
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