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7/23/2025, 1:11:33 AM
Meanwhile
Location Unknown
"What is the status of the Expedition Teams?" A commanding, aged voice says.
"Uhhhh........." lots of frantic typing and trying not to sweat all over her face. "Expedition Team's 1 and 2 had non combat losses and were merged, Expedition Team is drawing manpower from Expedition Team 2, and Expedition Team was rushed out into the field because the Containment Base is on Lockdown
"There is an Expedition Team 4?" He goes silent. "There...." Another silence. "Where is ********* and ********* "
"He's dead, and he's gone insane, respectfully Sir."
"Bastion?" he says.
"Bastion is still in touch with Task Force Vanguard, but they have been promoted to replace *********."
"And what about Expedition Team Leader 1 or 2? Their second in commands?" he says.
"Kendra Clark has been promoted to Inspector, from second in command of Team 2," she says. "Her former team leader is still in her position."
"They're both women?" He raises an eyebrow and looks at her.
She looks back at him and gives him a sort of knowing look. A look that would get her reprimanded in most sections of the military.
He lets out a deep, heavy sigh. "What is the expected kill loss ratio and how much intel have they extracted?"
"Dozens, if not over a hundred enemy KIA or forcibly taken prisoner,"
There is a silence, but shorter this time. His sigh isn't as deep. "This formation is made from some of the finest weirdos, killers, rejects, and nutjobs we can get." Silence. "I look unfavorably at the casualties we are taking, but we're doing serious damage on not much budget... The Founding Father's and all of the philosophers would be proud... We're just like the foreign legion... We recruit from the alleyways, slums, and institutions... And we get results."
"I'd like to think..."
"Everyone deserves some kind of bonus or raise," he says, with a sweep of his arm. "Send out a memo to all subordinates one level down to keep up the good work, and carefully and respectfully shower praise onto Task Force Vanguard when apt."
"And what about the lack of leadership and direction?"
"I want people brought in," he says. "And I want natural leaders in the organization to be motivated and enabled to take command."
He clenches his fist. "We're going to crush our enemies, ALL of them. The dimension hopping nazis, the aliens... This is our dimension, our responsibility to protect."
"And what about the enemies within? The domestic terrorism? The cabal?"
"We're in the middle of a purge as we speak. Six infiltrators were caught and executed last week."
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Sometime later during the debriefing
"Standby" she says. "We're getting reports that there is an incoming invasion."
"Are we the targets?"
"They're targeting the confusingly named Arizona timeline... Reports say after they put down a beacon, we're next."
"I will start making calls."
Location Unknown
"What is the status of the Expedition Teams?" A commanding, aged voice says.
"Uhhhh........." lots of frantic typing and trying not to sweat all over her face. "Expedition Team's 1 and 2 had non combat losses and were merged, Expedition Team is drawing manpower from Expedition Team 2, and Expedition Team was rushed out into the field because the Containment Base is on Lockdown
"There is an Expedition Team 4?" He goes silent. "There...." Another silence. "Where is ********* and ********* "
"He's dead, and he's gone insane, respectfully Sir."
"Bastion?" he says.
"Bastion is still in touch with Task Force Vanguard, but they have been promoted to replace *********."
"And what about Expedition Team Leader 1 or 2? Their second in commands?" he says.
"Kendra Clark has been promoted to Inspector, from second in command of Team 2," she says. "Her former team leader is still in her position."
"They're both women?" He raises an eyebrow and looks at her.
She looks back at him and gives him a sort of knowing look. A look that would get her reprimanded in most sections of the military.
He lets out a deep, heavy sigh. "What is the expected kill loss ratio and how much intel have they extracted?"
"Dozens, if not over a hundred enemy KIA or forcibly taken prisoner,"
There is a silence, but shorter this time. His sigh isn't as deep. "This formation is made from some of the finest weirdos, killers, rejects, and nutjobs we can get." Silence. "I look unfavorably at the casualties we are taking, but we're doing serious damage on not much budget... The Founding Father's and all of the philosophers would be proud... We're just like the foreign legion... We recruit from the alleyways, slums, and institutions... And we get results."
"I'd like to think..."
"Everyone deserves some kind of bonus or raise," he says, with a sweep of his arm. "Send out a memo to all subordinates one level down to keep up the good work, and carefully and respectfully shower praise onto Task Force Vanguard when apt."
"And what about the lack of leadership and direction?"
"I want people brought in," he says. "And I want natural leaders in the organization to be motivated and enabled to take command."
He clenches his fist. "We're going to crush our enemies, ALL of them. The dimension hopping nazis, the aliens... This is our dimension, our responsibility to protect."
"And what about the enemies within? The domestic terrorism? The cabal?"
"We're in the middle of a purge as we speak. Six infiltrators were caught and executed last week."
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Sometime later during the debriefing
"Standby" she says. "We're getting reports that there is an incoming invasion."
"Are we the targets?"
"They're targeting the confusingly named Arizona timeline... Reports say after they put down a beacon, we're next."
"I will start making calls."
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