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loaded, and she still had no idea where they'd strike next. But now, when MajorPlaerman appeared out <strong>of</strong> nowhere in the shule hangar, it was a sign that newdevelopments had taken place and something was going to go down fast.Daleworth snapped to aention and saluted. “Anything new, sir?”“At ease”, Plaerman said, returning the salute. “e Planners have gloatedagain.”“What did they say, sir?”Plaerman took a small digital recorder from his poet, and pressed the playbuon. e all too familiar voice <strong>of</strong> the Planner collective took their voice. “Weare the Planners. Out <strong>of</strong> your oceans shall your nightmares rise. Many-tentacledbeast shall devour your mighty island you call Britain. For centuries, you havefeared the Kraken. Your nightmares have been but vague premonition <strong>of</strong> horrorsto come. We are the Planners. Our hydra shall devour you. Devour.”Plaerman put the recorder ba to his poet. “Did you hear about the incidentday before yesterday, lieutenant?”“Not mu, just what was on the Network, sir”, Daleworth said. “A craslipped past the network, splashed in the ocean, and now no one knows wherethe fu it is — pardon my Fren, sir.”“at's about as far as we know, lieutenant. What the news didn't have is thatit was a new type <strong>of</strong> a Planner cra, and that it was somewhere <strong>of</strong>f the coast <strong>of</strong>Britain. Now, it's prey obvious they're going to construct something beneath thesea surface.”“Constructing, sir? Any details yet?” Daleworth asked.“We've tried to find a satellite that could have sufficient resolution and equipmentto see what the hell was going on in the area where that thing splasheddown”, Plaerman said. “Now, we could get the first images. en some others.Long story short: ere's many strange sea platforms that are waiting to be activatednear many big ports. Several <strong>of</strong> them right near London. ey seem to belike mobile amphibious Planner bot factories. Once activated, they could urnout endless stream <strong>of</strong> these bastards.”“Activated, sir?” Daleworth asked.“ey seem dormant so far, and the biggest cra we could see was actuallylocated in the vicinity <strong>of</strong> the original splash zone”, Plaerman said. “at is the socalledmothership this time, though we don't know its exact nature yet. Perhapsit is a transmier <strong>of</strong> some sort. You get first-rate scanner gear aboard, it's beingtransported here and should be here in…” Plaerman looked at his wat. “…about minutes. We're sending our whole company there, and the knights handle therest. You go in first, and second and third platoons come about half a hour laterwith bigger guns. If it develops into that.”“So we're supposed to take out a mothership, sir”, Daleworth said, not particularlyhappy with the plan.

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