AutoTerra: Operating Systems

Chapter 31: Similar People

The usual busyness undertaken by all military personnel in one of the headquarters of the Ribelo Orbit Force, Headquarters Group-II in the orbit of Planet Ribelo. Reports, data checks, space cases, and teams are deployed to carry out missions from the inside of the planet to the rest of the solar system.

One of the battalions of Group-II Ribelo, Battalion Y13 Aturna, is still messing around with a mission that until now has not been completed, to the extent that his generals directly demanded to be completed this one mission immediately.

“Aaaaa..”.

In the office room belonging to the commander of Battalion Y13 Aturna, the young commander was standing on the sofa with his head looking up and his mouth gaping. If only he was in the cartoon world, maybe his mouth was already emitting soul smoke from his body.

“Commander.”

The representative sitting on the other side of the sofa tried to call out to him, but there was still no response.

“Commander?”

Still no response.

“Commander Mavin.”

Still not saying.

“Wind oil, Commander?”

He gave up wind oil, but still there was no reaction.

The representative became concerned that Mavin would soon be deprived of his life by the angel of death. But of course ridiculous thinking is impossible. Mavin is so because he is tired of the demands of work to complete the mission of retrieving data from the Feron Company and BioEmerald on Feron Ship 072 which until now has not been resolved as well.

What Mavin thought about this mission, he was still confused about which team to assign. You see, almost all the teams in his battalion are carrying out their respective missions. In less than three weeks, the trial for the BioEmerald case will be held. If sufficient evidence is not collected, the trial may fail.

Then the problem about the personnel of the three teams who had been sent to the ship, of course they all did not survive. Mavin's responsibilities in this regard. This concerned dozens of lives lost under his command.

What's more, this mission risked his position and job in the military agency.

“Haaah..” Harnan sighed, kneeling his own forehead. “Three teams failed the mission, most likely also did not survive on the ship. It... can not be sent using santet for the love of reinforcements to what has terrorized the personnel on the damn ship?”

“Ngaco you, Harn.”

Finally, Mavin hurriedly woke up, fixing his sitting position on the sofa so much straighter.

“Nah, finally sober too.”

Harnan leaned his body against the back of the sofa, crossed his arms, and crossed his legs casually.

“You are still confused as to which team should be sent?” ask Harnan. “Yesterday there were two teams and one unit who had just returned from their mission. Thank goodness their mission was a success. But, yes.. there are about a dozen personnel at stake.”

“Aaah..

Mavin slammed her body leaning against the back of the sofa while twitching her temple. One more responsibility he has to accept.

“You can submit about the tribute ceremony for the personnel who have been killed in each of the team leaders of the units. They will certainly understand that their battalion commander is busy, ” advises Harnan, it is not okay to see Mavin getting headaches.

“I know…. Only, it's not good if I'm not present.”

“Haaah..” Harnan sighed. “You how else? If forced, you can get sick.”

Mavin's bright green eyes glanced back at the table before her. There are several tabs containing various information regarding the mission on Feron 072, ranging from the file of evidence of the Feron Company trial three years ago, the amount of funds embezzled, details of illegal experiments, and the, up to the data of the people who worked on the 072 Feron Ship.

“You still need to check all those data?” harnan asked again when he found Mavin's eyes looking at all the tabs on the table.

Mavin re-established his body position, grabbed two tabs, and read some of the information summarized there.

“Only to clarify the mission,” answered Mavin flatly, put one tab to the table. “I'm still curious what kind of object has killed many souls on the ship there, including the trained personnel we sent.”

“I think it will be a difficult mission.”

Harnan tried to loosen his tie. Thinking about the matter about this mission really made him hot, even though the AC had turned cold enough.

Mavin's views are now drawn to the tab containing the self-data of the people who worked on Feron 072. He took those tabs, scrolling through the data one by one while reading them anyway.

Mavin's finger movements stalled on the data of a thin, middle-aged man wearing a lab coat, and a plontos-headed front with thin white hair.

“Hm, a very cliche appearance,” comments bluntly Harnan when join see the data in the tab. “He's Professor Karion Milvesta, allegedly the master brain of an illegal experiment duplicating the AutoTerra System. He also lost his news three years ago. So, most likely he died on the ship with the others.”

“Actually, what kind of experiment did he create to make the whole ship so chaotic?” ask Mavin while thinking. “Then, what made the government suspect BioEmerald was involved as well?”

“A special intelligence agency in the Republic of Kilira found a glimpse of the data of BioEmerald's involvement with Feron at one of BioEmerald's branch offices in the country. The data is only in the form of evidence of capital transactions resulting from embezzlement of planetary information funds sent to Feron, precisely to Feron Ship 072.”, explained Harnan.

“From there, there is an allegation that BioEmerald is also involved in embezzling funds as well as illegal experimental acts. But, the evidence found is just that transaction data only. So, it's not strong enough to sentence the trial to the biological technology organization. Therefore, we are entrusted to open the Feron 072 mission again and take enough data to the evidence in the trial.”

“Until now it is still unclear what BioEmerald involvement is. Whether they were merely indulging in corruption and donating funds to Feron's illegal experiments, or more. For example..glu technology equipment to help experiment, the involvement of the staff, or others, so?” harnan explained at length.

Mavin simply nodded for every explanation Harnan gave. He is still confused what to take action first before carrying out the mission so as not to repeat the same failure.

Mavin re-scrolled the self-data in the tab until he found one of the data in the self-data section of military personnel involved in security surveillance on the Feron 072.

There, Mavin sees a formal photograph of a man in a space military uniform, having short orange hair, and a pair of bright yellow irises. From the photo, happiness is implied from his naive young face.

At first glance Mavin smiled when remembering the figure of the man drawn.

Harnan's fad followed the commander's line of sight. “One of the units of Group-I Ribelo assigned to maintain the security of Feron 072. You see, the first Feron Company guarantees the production of drugs that will be sent to Planet GT624. He and his colleagues are also sure..”.

“Ya...” Mavin nodded lethargicly, putting back the tab. “I know.”

Harnan understood Mavin's current feelings. The figure in the picture is someone who is quite influential in the life of a Mavin L. Vladiskov. Had it not been for that figure, Mavin would never have been as tall as he is now.

“Excuse me, Commander Mavin.”

Mavin and Harnan turned to the female staff who had just arrived there while carrying one tab.

“Oh. Please login.”

The staff entered the office space, politely passing the tab to Mavin.

“What is this?”

“That's the Magelan09 expedition Unit data in Darzia. They also submitted some data on the Thornic Guild as well as the residents on the orbiting Thornic Ship 035 there. They said, The Guild Ship needs an extension of the permit period to orbit there.”

Mavin nodded in understanding. “OK. Later this data will be submitted to the Government of the Solar System Abramo.”

“Then, I'll excuse you.”

The female staff went out of the office after saying politely.

“Data Guild Hunter?” ask Harnan relax. “Why not be given to the Galactic Hunters Association alone?”

“Guild Thornic was simply declared as an ordinary Guild that housed many homeless people, their hunting activity was too small, so it was declared to the Abramo Government as a population collection.”

Mavin's finger scrolled the population data of Thornic 035. He also skimmed through the self-data of the Guild members. Suddenly his finger suddenly stiffened when he found one self-data that made him almost shocked.

The self-data of a man with orange hair is messy, yellow-silver heterochrome eyes, and there is a wound of three branches on the skin of his left eye. The man's expression seemed so flat, it didn't seem interested in life.

“I-this...”.

“What's up, Commander?”

Harnan was wide-eyed when he saw a familiar face on the data of the Guild members. They both couldn't believe what they saw. They also tried to compare the hunter's data with that of one of the military personnel Mavin had just seen.

“Ash..?”

Highly-similar.

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