Week 9 Insurrection Mission- A Hundred Sets of Tacticool

The Stockholder Kal Marx had gained the role of director only a few months before. As was custom, he would give a gift to each of the Iron Republic Board Members and the Stockholders, 100 in all. Though only 99 were present after the death of Stockholder Maxim.
He gave them each hunting gear including side arm and identical tactical gear with their names written on the chest.
Some like Director Nishi Yamada were so large and cybernetic that the idea of such a bit of clothing was a joke, but most stockholders were still human in form. As the Tacticool Suits were not the real trap, and neither were the weapons, most the stockholders were wearing their presents. Respect was an important thing on the Board, and normal stockholders like to follow lockstep with any Director who paid attention to them.
Stockholder Kal Marx stood up to thank the Stockholders and Board members for coming, and introduced them to a beautiful world of verdant bioluminescent fungus, home to Dos Marx brewery. It was Nilos and they were all invited to a business retreat hunting Nilosian Nightstalkers.

As the Stockholder prepared to sit down after giving his speech, Kal Marx said one final thing, "Sirs and Madams of the Board of Directors, we have a problem. The Opiate of the masses has become the combat drugs of the masses. Not only have religions like Kasanthianism poisoned the minds of one third of the Polar Expanse, but now the Church of One spreads from the planet Infernus. I would like to bring it to the attention a little bit of information about the church of One."

As Kal Marx sat down he placed the helmet on his head and motioned for the holoimagery presentation to begin. As it continued to show the imagery, Kal Marx reached down to the space on his cybernetic hand.
A small compartment opened up and released a poison gas. It would cause an immedaite quarantine.

At the same moment all the drinkers of the Dos Marx Select specificially found the sediment in their stomachs actually had were nanites designed to rebuild a small creature. That creature made its way through their stomach lining into the heart and up the back of the head. Once it was safely in the brain it began to change the drinkers of Dos Marx Select into Magnavores.
It brought shock and violence to countless worlds at once. The worst part was the Magnavore's first urge was to birth an egg to start a new Estrain Hive that would self perpetuate. Many planets would have full out breaks within days.

As reports of the attacks spread to the Stockholders they all wished to put the trip on hold, but Quarantine had been established. Kal Marx activated a hidden button and his cybernetic hand launched out under the center of the table and began spraying out smoke filling the room. Bodyguards moved to take control of the situation. However almost all the stockholders looked alike in their tacticool armor.

80 Men and Women who couldn't told apart.
Kal Marx allowed the doppleganging artifact to stop its power, but kept its obscurements up.
A deadly copy of Angel D was now sitting there inside the tacticool armor. She prepared to activate the doppelganging artifact again. It was time to steal some memories...
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The greatest theft in the history of the I.R. is underway and no one knows it.

All the IR is releasing is that there has been a biological terror attack on the Alpha Dome on Mars.
With 80 Stockholders dressed identically its been nearly impossible to retain order. Some terrorist group has killed three stockholders so far.

Can the stockholders get help in time?

Open to F.KalMarx, IR Players, and Independent Corporations players only.

Post your plan to this mission on either the defenders or attacker's side here on this thread only. First person to post gets a single extra repost later to launch secret attacks, ambushes etc. All other players get one post only. This thread will be locked at 11 pm E.S.T. on Friday July 29th.

At most two squads of soldiers can safely navigate the tight halls.

Only actions listed on this mission thread will count as locked in for player actions.

Please create your own threads in your forums to discuss battle plans.

Pesh was stunned they had to sedate or kill a number of blackheart personnel in the past few hour as they turned to magnavores. The planet was quarantined but they still got the news from across the galaxy through underground channels of the violence and the outbreaks. The vector was still unknown, but Pesh had a troubling feeling this was the start of something horrible.

Then the call came that Three leaf lodge had sent a broken transmission and now went silent. Pesh's heart stopped. The stock holders were there along with wealthy from around the galaxy.

Pesh began barking orders. “Get the QRF birds over there stat. Switch bird two for STRIKE team 6, if the magnavore plague got them we are going to need their expertise”
The two night hawks were off the pad and in the air seven minutes later.

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Both teams will insert from the roof and have detailed maps of the lodge. They will work with the security their to achieve the objectives. Team 2 will land on the roof top landing pad and breach there. Team 1 will fast rope in and come in through the skylight in the main hall. The nighthawks are not a stealth vehicle, and it will be assumed the enemy will know they are coming.

Bird 1: STRIKE team 6, Strike operators with neliff communicators. The bird will drop them and pull off to pull high recon (Will act as a QRF bird if needed). Squads primary mission will be to secure the Three leaf Lodge and kill whatever force attacked it.

Bird 2: Lionguard medics in normal kit plus: the firedart warm aura obscured artifacts from AHQ, neliff communicators, plenty of rez potions, and riot control grenades if needed. The night hawk itself will pull observation and perimeter duty. The squads primary mission will be to secure the stock holders. Treat any injured stock holders. And finally move them to the roof top landing pad for evac.

4 more Night haws will be 20 minutes out (only vehicle crew) to pick up the stock holders and get them back to the IR star mothership docked at the space port.

The standard checkpoints had set up with Brethren Betas with Leyas scanners, and Cybernetic K9 units. Sector General Deer thought between the Leyas Scanners and the Dogs enhanced sense of smell they should be able to track the instigators.

Then the Sector General presented his plan to Fleetmaster Deer.
The Fleet Master scoffed and laughed in the Sector General's face.

"Standard Checkpoints? You have got my memories but none of my cunning. You don't pay attention to what's going on in the Universe right now do you? What if its a Kias? They will have the memories of the victim and come up on DNA scans as a perfect match. I'm pretty sure your dogs won't be able to tell. Because biologically a shapeshifted Kias is no different than their target.
Look at every enemy we face.
The TRILAT? Their Sanguine Lords are Kias spawn.
The EEF? Their General Vufrym was declared a rogue Kias time Shredder by the Temporal Empire.
The Fort Lendill? Half their leadership is Kias.

There is a growing conspiracy Sector General. And if I am not mistaken there is a growing threat of Shapeshifting Kias. I want a biological sample taken from everyone who passes through a checkpoint. That sample will be stored. If the potential Kias tries to change forms the biological sample has got to change as well. Then we will have our intruder."

Fleetmaster Deer began to cackle maniacally.

Sector General Deer excused himself to put the plan into action. Another 2 million Beta Brethren would be sent in, all carrying stunners along with normal loadout. He also informed security that Sector General Palomedes and Le-a HiveQueen would be aiding in the investigation and threat response.

The first few seconds of the panic would be most important.
Still dressed in the Tacticool marked with F.KalMarx's name, the deadly copy of Angel D was ready. She would move from one Stockholder to another resting a hand here, and laying a hand there.
Anyone watching the video, would see a person in tacticool, wearing the name tag Kal Marx helping people who were in shock.
She would spend no less than thirty seconds with each, holding and maintaining physical contact so the artifact could steal their forms and memories.
The targets were 3 Stockholders, 1 other Director, and any bodyguards who got close.

Moments before the smoke clears, after the deadly copy of Angel D has doppleganged her targets she will move (in whatever form is appropriate) towards the Chairman of the Board. He is the real prize, and she wanted his form and memories, and command codes.

Then the escape plan is simple, either escape as one of the paniced stockholders, remain as the Chairman of the Board, or activate her backup artifact. Her backup artifact was a small acid artifact that would consume the body of her deadly copy destroying her body, the F.Kal Marx Tacticool, all her copy's artifacts and implants.

Anyone who found the cybernetic hand of Kal Marx under the table would hopefully be taken in by her secondary plan.
There were blood storage areas closest to the wrist, but instead of her blood they had a tiny bit of K'ias blood taken during the Border Wars. It was her plan that it would red herring the investigators after the K'ias.

If anyone searches the Lodge that Kal Marx rented on Nilos for the retreat, there would be a clone of F.KalMarx whose memories include being attacked by a Shapeshifter moments before going unconsicous*. The situation and files located there would point to a K'ias plot to infiltraite all groups in known space. It would reference reports from the Border Wars of Sector General Stark siding with the K'ias Vul, and then show his contact with General Vulfrym of the EEF through the colony of Tarris in the Northern Kingdoms of Refuge.
This is yet another red herring, that Angel D had prepared for this eventuality. The clone would be obviously a clone to all med scans, so it makes that clone instantly suspicious.

As Angel D finished going over all steps of the plan she knew it would work. She just hoped the Chairman's bodyguards were distracted by everything going on.



*(this one is for you T'ronde Vale, you will be missed).