Posted Dec. 9, 2023, 4:27 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Magnús Pétursson (First Officer) (Hjortur Ingi)
Posted by Captain Calvin Marius (Captain) in Base Infiltration - Main Sim - That’s not a moon....(you know others can join in too…)
Posted by Lieutenant Tom Jarvis (Internal Security) in Base Infiltration - Main Sim - That’s not a moon....(you know others can join in too…)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Thomas McGregor (COS) in Base Infiltration - Main Sim - That’s not a moon....(you know others can join in too…)
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The transporter room was slowly filling up with individuals making the space feel more compact. Everyone was ready and waiting for the debrief by those in charge of the mission. Several temporary PaDDs were erected in the room showing all the information they learned on the bridge. One PaDD showed the vent where scans indicated that if they could open it, it would lead deep inside the moon presumably to the base inside. On another PaDD was random technobabble that explained why transporters could not be used. The third monitor showed the image and career file of Lt. Rockburn who worked in holographic engineering for five years before being dishonorably discharged for numerous offenses such as conduct unbecoming an officer, breach of command, and unauthorized projects resulting in the death of ten officers. The deaths were ‘indirect” casualties, and were not easily prosecuted. That being said, it was odd that there was no effort made to do so. Normally this information would be shared in a briefing room however their crew was missing and time was of the essence.
Thomas made careful note of all the information on each PaDD while fidgeting and adjusting bits of his gear. He hated his full E-V suit, and hated the idea of combat in it even more. That said, it would provide extra protection against traps and any resistance when inside the target, so he couldn’t hate it too terribly much.
Magnus arrived last, his thoughts on the EV suit were much the same as McGregor although he made no visible sign of it, he still sauntered into the room with an easygoing smile on his face as if they were embarking on a standard mission and not a highly risky S&R. “Alright, ladies, gentlebeings and all in between, the information so readily assigned to you is all we have on the oncoming mission, layout, as well as our destinations, are limited, frankly I’d like at least another six hours for us to train the assault before jumping straight in but we lost most of our time during transit. Our opponent is clever but arrogant, I want each member to set your tricorders to both mask life signs and set a disruption effect around you once detected, it’ll help avoid getting transported and split up even more than we already are. Our primary objective is the rescue of several crew members” He hit a button on his PaDD and the pictures of all missing officers popped up on each PaDD, most prominent being their Captain
“Our exfil is the same as our infill. McGregor, I want a team of three guarding that point as without it we likely won’t be able to leave. If we split up primary teams will be Alpha under me and Bravo under McGregor. The secondary objective is locating and commandeering the base’s command structure, with that we’ll be able to quickly locate and rescue our missing crew as well as give us another form of extraction. The tertiary Objective is locating and arresting Rockburn, Codename Dickie” He gave the gathered party a good final look “Set phasers to maximum stun, you have permission to set to kill if the situation requires it, but I want to make it clear, we are here to free our people first and foremost” He took his rifle from an assistant who had followed him in “Unless there are any questions let’s get going.
Thomas nodded, mentally assessing the security teams assembled and picking the three that would be assigned guard duty while adjusting his phaser.
“Good luck out there.” Tom said as everyone went on their way.
Tom wasn’t wearing an Eva suit but there was a faint shimmer to the air around him close to his skin if anyone inspected him closely. The suit he wore was black with hints of colors in dark deep reds blues and grays swirling across it like oil on the surface of water.
Tom approached Magnus.
“Once down and we get into the facility, if there is time, I will infiltrate the party and work on setting up transport enhancers for our transporters and disruptors to work against their sensors and communications. As I don’t know exactly what equipment he has down there, I cannot guarantee how effective any of this will be but, if it works it will facilitate the extraction, if it doesn’t work it will draw attention to me and again, facilitate the extraction of the other crew. I will make my escape as I can, don’t wait for me and get everyone to safety, I’ll find my way back. If you have something else in mind for me to do, I’m all ears.”
Magnus smiled at Tom’s suit, he always did have the most interesting of toys “Try to locate their central command as you set up the disruptors, you have free reign to do as you see fit but I’d rather have them be as blind as possible.” He patted the man’s shoulder “Also try not to die, I’d rather avoid the paperwork” He said with a smile, the soldier’s humor something he hadn’t used in a while.
Tom nodded and went to join the away team.
- Tom, IntSec
“Sir” the transporter officer stated to the XO. “I think I can get you within 20 meters of the opening but you are going to have to free fall in space the rest of the distance. This is a guess but my best guess is if I beam you any closer they will detect you. At 20 meters out you will all just look like space debris.”
Clearing her throat she looked at the XO trying to have a positive attitude with the risky mission. “If you want to step on the transporter I can engage.
Tom checked his environmental shield belt, old tech updated for modern uses, it could keep him alive in a hard vacuum for 10 to 12 hours. Seeing that the charge was good, he stood relaxed on the pad looking like he was wearing nothing more than his fancy formal wear color shifting suit.
- Tom, IntSec
Magnus took a step on the transporter pad, joining the rest of the away team, he still had a casual grin on his face “Twenty meter drop onto a moonbase, the Captains gonna be so pissed he missed this” He secured his rifle to the EVA suit “Standby positions” He called out to the team, he half crouched where he stood, preparing for the drop “Hope you all stretched. Energize” He commanded.
Thomas rolled his eyes before closing them. Going from a 1.0G ship to zero-G and falling. He’d be focusing on not barfing into his helmet for the entire twenty meters, and maybe even beyond that.
The transporting beam felt different this time only because there was a distinct absence of gravity when everyone materialized. There was also a sense of velocity due to the small amount of gravitational pull from the moon which immediately caught the insertion team the second they materialized. The pull would rapidly bring the team to the planet’s surface but depending on their actions it could be a very hard and abrupt landing.
Tom brace himself in positioned to do a parachute fall if necessary upon contact with the ground. He watched the approach so to speak to gauge speed and distance.
- Tom, IntSec
Magnus almost cackled as they fell, there was nothing like the exhilaration of an orbital drop assault, something he hadn’t done in nearly twenty years. He braced himself for a tuck and roll landing, using the Suits boosters to slow his descent.
OOC: Changed the threads name instead of making a new one. - Hjortur
The descent from the ship to the moon’s surface was as rough or gentle as the men’s expertise. None of the portions of the orbital jump was easy nor was the landing. The lack of injuries was based on the years of training for each man. What they did not know nor could expect was the ground was not where it was expected to be. Their eyes were telling them that they had 50 meters to the surface of the moon but their sensors were flashing it was less than 20 meters and stating emergency status to open up their deceleration mechanisms.
‘The hell?’ Thomas thought. The transporter chief had been sure he was putting them 20 meters out, and that’s what his sensors agreed with, but why did the moon seem so much further away?
To be safe, he triggered his thrusters to slow his descent, doing his best to ignore the jerking feeling in his stomach.
Magnus shared McGregor’s sentiments although without comms active he didn’t know that, although his curses were in a different language and slightly to incredibly fouler. He trusted the sensors and activated his thrusters as well hoping that would signal the others to do the same, he didn’t want to lose any focus and check beyond seeing that they were all there. They hadn’t reached terminal velocity which was good because they would have been crushed in under half a second if that were the case. He prepared his legs for the landing and potential roll to lower the force of his landing, this would be an awkward time to shatter his ankles.
As they activated their EVA thrusters to slow their descent Tom started to fall past them. Reaching down he adjusted his belt and activated the gravlev system. Even the short usage would reduce the belts usage time by an hour. Tom’s landing would still be a little hard, but still survivable and injury free with the role he was prepared to do.
The men would soon see technology was far more accurate than their eyes. By activating their method of deceleration, it would save their lives. At exactly the twenty meters mark, the men would see their feet, followed by the rest of their body disappear if they were looking down as they passed through some sort of hologram projecting a surface far farther down than expected. If they had trusted their vision, they would have deployed their deceleration systems and been a red smear on the rocks below. Since they had deployed them, it would be a safe if not bumpy landing on the rocky surface of the moon. Once they landed they would see a door built into the ground with a decent security lock system.
Passing through the hologram Tom was a bit surprised. Looking down to see the actual distance that they would travel Tom thought ‘Well, there goes 4 hours off the usage of my belt.’, but at the revised distance of descent, the belt would have enough time to slow his descent down to give him a gentle landing.
As Tom’s initial rate of descent was faster than the others due the EVA shield belt taking a bit more time to slow him down, he reached the surface first. Tom took a moment to straighten the suit and brush out the wrinkles and then began examining the locking system on the door. The shimmering field that was barely visible on board the ship was now showing with a little more intensity in the vacuum of space.
- Tom, IntSec
Magnus nearly panicked when he saw the Intsec Officer falling past them at Mach-too-fast but once again he pulled some amazing technological bullcrap out of his rear and landed without issue. The landing was simple now that they weren’t going to be pancaked by the holographic shielding This is the last time I do an Op without proper recon He thought to himself not for the first time and likely not for the last time. Upon landing he went immediately into a combat crouch, rifle aimed at the door, eyes scanning the area, HUD showing him the security lock on the door “Take the door down, quietly please” He ordered.
“What the bloody hell was that?” Thomas asked as he too came to a landing, along with the rest of the security team. He brought his phaser up to guard just in case there was something on the other side of the door that needed blasting.
Tom reached into the breast pocket of his suit and pulled out but looked like a pen. He pulled on the pocket clip and what looked like a translucent sheet of mylar 4 in by 6 in extended from it and he stuck it to the door just underneath the lock. After about 30 seconds of absorbing the ambient energy given off from the electronic lock and the holographic system, the mylar lit up as the device took passive scans of the internal workings of the door and Tom started working to bypass the lock.
- Tom, IntSec
OOC: the EVA/Shield belt and anti-grav levitation systems that Tom has, pulled out of his rear, have been around since the TOS era. Hence the earlier comment of old technology updated for modern uses.
The door would not take too much skill to open. It was a secure lock but not impenetrable and it was Starfleet issued. Once open, the men would find the door opened into a simple airlock space where they would need to open the next door to gain access to the base in the moon. The controls inside the airlock were familiar as found on any Starfleet Base or in any Starfleet ship. The small window in the airlock would give the team their first glimpse of the base. The walls, floor, and ceiling were cored out of the metal ore however support struts contained lights and controls presumably to open the few doors they could see lining the passageway outside the air lock.
Magnus allowed the security team to take point although he itched to rush inside, he’d been command level for long enough to know that knocking down doors was no longer his job. When the first team was already in he made his way inside. After making sure the rest of the assault team was in place he took a knee and opened the suit comms for the team “Alright, McGregor set your rearguard here, this is our primary exfil and rally point if things go haywire but I want to secure transporter capabilities as well as shuttle landing points, if you find opportunities to take over any central locations you have permission to do so at your discretion.” he tapped the command interface on his suit to prepare for using the suit indoors
“I want to try to go weapons silent for as long as possible but if or when we go loud we go loud and fast, when the first shot is fired its weapons free.” He spoke more like a soldier now than normally, with none of his usual swagger in his tone, a side of him the crew was not used to “Commander, keep the suits on or take them off here before proceeding?” He asked the security chief, he had his thoughts on the matter but he wanted opinions before giving his orders.
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