“It would appear we are at a decisive moment in history, gentlemen.” the General began. He stood at the end of a large mahogany boardroom table, addressing various political figures, private sector investors, and military personnel. They were gathered here at 3AM in the morning, and many of the non military present were still working the kinks out of their tired, aching bodies.

“At 01:38 hours, we received an emergency burst transmission from an Aura unit on one of our shadow operatives in Devoid region. No viruses were found, nor were any markers indicating the transmission has been intercepted or tampered with. However, the message was damaged during relay. Let me play it for you so we’re all on the same page.”

“…Wieler clearance alpha-charlie-niner-niner-zero. Ambushed by <static> near <static><pause>Gallente betrayal is <static><pause>make it back<static><pause>Asghed<static> transmission<static>for the glory of the<static>”

The general rested his large hands against the solid table, his eyes glaring at those assembled with a fierce and dark intensity.

“Now then, what is our next move?”