Occident Mundi story

[Mike]

cogs I would like to test the holo-fields coordinate with mo'an

[Mike]

Madame our forward unit has managed to get a picture of the CPU.
Tranfer to my eye pad.

[Dave]

"What do you mean you've lost it!" barked Benito.

The Juve took a step back, not in surprise at this burst of anger, he had expected that, but rather fear.

"I had it in my night sack when I went to bed and, and" he stuttered "well I don't know what but it was there, someone must of taken it!"

It was a possibility that Benito dared not believe but this planet had thrown up crazier shit than a just a missing data spike.

But it was more than that.

Having led his Van Saars to this god forsaken planet with the promises of riches, the boys were getting restless at the lack results. Now as the moment of reckoning approached the key to any potential victory had gone missing, curse his luck.

Without the data upload to their cybernetic interface links, the knowledge garnered from the previous weeks campaigning would be lost.

Benito knew his gang would be at serious disadvantage but to turn back with nothing now would see him shot in the back at the next opportunity, Wade had been gunning for him since they had landed planet side.

Feth it, he thought. He didn't want to live forever anyway.

"Mount up boys, we're going in"

TLDR: I've lost my roster I'll do my best to remember what I had.