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"No the GTC will not be providing you any equipment other than fuel; I believe access to the chemical compound you are so keen on should be sufficient payment. That and waiving any criminal charges, and not confiscating your ship or your weapons." The major replies "The primary thing that the GTC can provide is distraction. We are planning a major offensive against the Qalon Empire and when the offensive kicks off it will draw away a good amount of the forces that are currently garrisoned nearby, and will allow the Wildcard to strike with minimal resistance. You will have a significannot advantage in being able to bring the Wildcard down from orbit and bypass some, if not a majority of air defense sites aside from a a few mobile ADA units or SAM sites."
The major leans back in her chair, exuding an air of confidence as though she feels she has the upper hand in these negotiations "The plan is to utilize the Wildcard to deliver a detachment of marines, a squadron of tanks, and a couple of mobile air defense assets to take control of the facility. Once under GTC control, you can load up as much of the compound as you can and be on your way. Fairly simple and straight forward I think."
Shuth patches up the woman and then activates the auto doc to monitor her vital signs. The guards advise Shuth that they cannot authorize the woman staying on board and that Shuth will have to take it up with the emergency medical team when they arrive which happens a few minutes later. A small group of about three emergency medical technicians burst into the room with a gurney and begin taking vital signs and prepping the woman for transport. If Shuth wants to attempt to convince them to leave her he can make a persuade roll (Add +1DM for having 4 skill points in medical, and add any modifier based on your Social score as well)
In Character: Enerii shrugs. "Still didn't answer my question. What kind of antiaircraft hardware do these Qualuudes have laying around the objective? How likely is it we're gonna get shot down as we try to deliver your people? And are you people going to spring for repairs to our ship when it gets shot up, or are we gonna be stuck here?"
In Character: : Maiokus scratches his chin and leans forward with his hands clasped and elbows on the table. He looks at the Major and asks, "Enerii is right, can you guarantee any repairs in the event of taking a missile hit?"
In Character: "And who will coordinate all of this. Sounds like we have a number of moving pieces?" says Gaden.
Silver looks down the table at each of his fellow crewmen, "Major, you should already know the specs of our ship from when we landed here. The Wildcard CAN be equipped for tactical operations. Sending her out there without proper defenses, like ECMs, and appropriate weapons, like anti-ADA guns and Air to Ground missiles, will be sure to send the Wildcard,her crew, and any GTC assets to their death."
(Social +1, Persuade +2)
That's the point, Major. Your troops and their vehicles, the mission, it all hangs on me getting that flying hangar-door through the shooting gallery and back. Wildcard is big, slow and clumsy. She can't be missed. Not going to make it without an edge. Point defence, fighter screen - something.
The major sits forward, her facial muscles tense for just a moment, enough that the crew can tell they hit some sort of mark.
Nodding slightly as she steeples her fingers in front of her. "We may be able to provide some rudimentary defenses, simple ECM, chaff that sort of thing" she admits "It may provide some defense against missile attack but would be ineffective against ballistic defense batteries. "