DATA TRANSMISSION - 07 September 05
      Reported By: StrykerC3

Recognizing those who contribute to our success on a daily basis.

*Promotions*
Korealis - has been promoted from the ranks of the enlisted to 2nd LT. Korealis is a representation of the people we have in this portal. He is dedicated to the outfit, knows a lot about the game, and is always willing to lead..

Babaganoosh - has continued to shine as an officier and has now been promoted to the rank of 1st LT.

*New Awards*
Neilix and StrykerC3 have both attained Command Rank 5 and can hearby display the CR5 ribbon.

Due to an expertly placed router pad that singlehandly ended an epic VS fight at an Interlink Facility: Xiphias is awarded the Achievement Ribbon.

Wear them proudly men, and congrats to all.

DATA TRANSMISSION - 03 September 05
      Reported By: StrykerC3

The Plandetside Portal is continuing to flourish as they welcome a new Commander in Chief.

Me.

Thanatosis and VisEsq have done a fantastic job keeping SGPS on mark and growing. These Gentlemen have been doing this longer than anyone else in the portal's history and deserve a great deal of respect.

Our outfit continues its reign at the Top of the Emerald NC's Leaderboard for most Outfit points. Its a team game and our record shows that.

SGPS embodies what it means to be in a mature, gaming group. I want to thank those who have come before me and established a great foundation for me to expand upon, and appreciate our members support.

I am truly honored to be leading the best group of guys around. Thanks for those who stuck around and want to see SG continue its success for many years to come. Its not about the game its about the people. I don't play Planetside, I play SG.

S!

DATA TRANSMISSION - 18 August 05
      Reported By: Thanatosis

Part 6
Operation Ice Pick

Pine awoke to a masculine hand clammed firmly over his mouth. It was Pvt. Gonad who was tailed this time by Pvt. Raska. The three of them had joined SG about the same. SG in fact was one of the first outfits created under the New Conglomerate banner. The three knew each other quite well, although all of this knowledge stemmed from their time in the trenches of SG. The three left the barracks and picked up their loadouts at the terminal, just west of the barracks. They arrived at Command and were met at the door by Yomm.
“Change of plan. I will be accompanying you today, not Jarruk.” Yomm stated flatly. “We are already behind the others gentlemen, if you will follow me.”
The four walked across the courtyard to the Vehicle station and Pine was instructed to pull the Deliverer. With Gonad in the front gun and Raska Behind, Yomm took one of the remaining two passenger seats. The “Yomm Delly” joined four other SG vehicles already pulled and waiting in the WarpGate bubble. There was Jaruuk’s Delly with Dukeacem driving, SargeOsis and 1SGT gunning. Two AMS’s one was Preach, Pine didn’t see the other driver, and a Sunderer, which by the way it sat, was probably fully loaded. Hovering over head were 4 SG Reavers and 2 Mosquitoes. SG Air Calvary moved out and entered the WarpGate stream, it was barely 3 am. About ten minuets later Yomm ordered Pine to enter the WarpGate and Pine did so as all the SG ground forced moved in unison and headed to Cyssor. Pine knew, without being told that the SG air Calvary unit had cleared the way, both of enemy and friendly forces. It would be a quiet ride, just as Preach and he had done only a week before.

Cyssor, was already much warmer than it would probably get on Sanc all day. The SG column moved overland only using the roads where needed to cross water impasses. The Dellies could have actually crossed the water but to keep formation and support the Sundy and the AMS’s they all crossed the bridges together. A scant hour later they were at the backside of the Cyssor-Ceryshen WarpGate. A shiver ran down Pines back. He was glad to be in the enclosed Delly this time. Once at the WarpGate, again the air Calvary went across first. Within 10 minutes the order was given for the AMS’s to move out. Nearly, 20 minutes later Yomm’s Delly was give the go ahead, alone.

Pine eased the Delly into the WarpGate stream and took a quick breath as the all too familiar feeling rushed over them as their matrixes were at once despawned and then just as quickly re- matrixed on Ceryshen. The bitter winds gently rocked the Delly as the 4 man crew sat in the frozen evergreen forest of that sparse continent.
“Ok guys, this is it.” Yomm spoke as though repeating a well rehearsed speech. “Pine you will drive us to waypoint 4 via waypoints 1 through 3. Got it? Check your map”
Pine dutifully switched on the map from helmet HUD. Four yellow revolving triangles each marked with a number plotted a snakelike course that ended back on a road that itself lay between the south WarpGate, which they were at and Tootega. While Pine looked over his map, Yomm continued “Gentlemen, our job is to be a backup vehicle or relay vehicle for the special parcel. Comms are very tight, basically you will do as I command and you will call your targets. Any Questions?” There being none Yomm gave the go-ahead to Pine. This really wasn’t the SG way, and he felt like a sneak. The Delly wound its way from invisible waypoint to invisible waypoint. As they reached the last waypoint Pine saw the shimmer of a cloaked AMS right at Waypoint 4. A check of the HUD showed it to be friendly.
“Pine I want you to back into the cloak bubble of Preaches AMS. I need you to be pointed back towards the WarpGate and ready to move out, understand?”
“Roger” quipped Pine, as he obeyed the instructions. The AMS came into view. Pine could see Preach, and gave a small wave. Preach grinned, but returned to his own HUD. Pine rubbed his hands together to fight the cold settling in.


Jack slumped in the chair, spittle mixed with blood oozed from both sides of his mouth. Jarg sat at the other end of the room speaking with one then another officer that entered and left the room. A fat sluggard non-com, replaced yet another bloody latex glove with a fresh one. Jack could not comprehend how this beast could so enjoy his task.
“Mr. Hammers health is at 5%, General.” the medic reported this with utter lack of feeling for the “patient”.
“Very well Corporal, revive to 30%”, Jarg casually replied.
Jack could feel the Medic tool once again, pumping life into his crushed and battered body. Ever since Dari had escaped, Jack had been tortured. By keeping his body between 5 and 30 percent health, Jack could since his mind breaking. Jack would have spilled everything now, except no-one was asking. Jarg was doing this for the sheer pleasure of it. With Dari gone, Jarg had lost all his real power to force Jack to complete the secret close quarter weapon. Only this one tried and true resource was left to Jarg, and he enjoyed its use. The real torture for Jack was not Jarg, it was Dari. Was she alive? Where did she go, and how? All Jack could be sure of was that his daughter had certainly escaped Jarg. Jack managed a little smile. Of course Jack could not know that only a week before Dari had completely disemboweled his tormentor, slug man.


The man known to Dari only as TQ was nervous. It had been a week. Jarg had clamped down on the base to the point of putting every man there on edge. Of course TQ had more reason to be nervous than most. He had helped Dari escape, and he wasn’t finished. He had been stealing boomers for months. Add to that a stealth suit, and a few odd weapons, not to mention his own crystal. TQ went about mopping the first level floor.
“Hey Private, when your done here move that cart of yours away from the generator room. Security risk.” TQ, without removing his headphones, nodded in affirmation. A janitor listening to music and pushing his cleaning cart, can anything be so benign as that? TQ could feel every nerve in body tense as the “radio” he was listening to crackled and an ominous report came in.
“Reports of NC mossie, east of Tootega, Air cav units 2 and 3 investigate”.
TQ placed his mop in the bucket on the cart and began to move slowly down the hall to the generator room.




Jarg, grimaced when the report came in. “Lock Mr. Hammer in the holding cell.” Jarl snapped, “Officers with me”. Jarg and his entourage returned to the war room.
“No, reports of an attack on Keelut” which would be their only base via lattice, General”, quipped the infantry captain.
“Patrols are currently scattered across Ceryshen, shall I recall the troops?”
“No, not yet. This could be anything or nothing” Jarg noted, now sounding tired and agitated. “Get me some air support, a few Reavers and a mossie, we need a sit rep, how long since first sighting?”
“30 minutes”
“Air Cav, states that all air patrol are 10 minutes off, I have order 3 Reavers and the mossie, up from Pinga, ETA 1 minute”
BLAM BLAM BLAM… sirens began to wail. Even Jarg knew the sound of the NC ScatterMax. The tale tale sound of a constant slow fire shot gun blast could only be made by such.
The sounds of the ensuring attack supported a raid, now going on deep in the base.
“Recall all infantry, get that Air cav back over here, and above all I want all the base personnel to defend Mr. Hammers cell. He is not to be taken alive, kill him yourself if you have to!” Jarg yelled.


TQ, was almost relieved. He slipped into the generator room, and closed the door. There he took off the red and grey overalls to reveal the stolen infiltrators suit. He activated that and … vanished. Had anyone taken the time they might have noted the cleaning cart rolling as if by magic into the generator room. TQ, wasted no time, he had stashed 8 boomers in the cleaning cart. He placed all eight of the boomers around the base of the generator, and then he stood in a far corner. Over head he could hear the battle as it raged ever louder and more violent. The detonators for the remotely activated boomers littered the floor as he pulled an EMP grenade and threw it at the closest boomer. The grenade, just as expected detonated not one, but all eight boomers, and the generator ground to a stop. Smoke and acrid smells of electric parts and explosive powders filled the room. As the seconds ticked away TQ closed his eyes. He had to trust that the crystal would place him in a better circumstance than this, or there was death. As the generator NTU restructuring mechanism overloaded, it sent out an even higher frequency EMP. Every synapse in TQ’s brain fired, and was instantly stilled. The body fell, but the brain could register nothing. The most painless of deaths possible on the planet. With the body dead the infiltrators suit reset, and TQ become visible once more.


“Reports of 10 NC Reavers and 6 Mossies”, most of our Air Cav have been shot down, General.” The veteran Officer, was visibly shaken, this was a bold move by the NC. They had been caught off guard for an outright attack. Instead they had been concentrating on finding the young Miss Hammer, with which to force Jack Hammer to complete the work he had started.
Jarg cursed. “The NC don’t have 10 Reaver pilots, much less would they send them all here, have our pilots respawn here.”
An explosion, maybe two, rocked the base to its very core, the lights flickered and the emergency lights came on.
“Gen down General” the Base commander stated as though it was not obvious.
“You think” quipped Jarg.
“Engineers to the Generator Room” The Base commander ordered.
With all base equipment down, there was no need for Jarg and company to remain in the war room. As they moved down to the basement (following Jarg), a young private ran up.
“Reporting sir” he saluted.
“Go” snapped the 1st Officer.
Private;” Jack Hammer has been taken, the NC forces are retreating”
Jarg growled “Is Mr. Hammer Dead?”
“No sir!” grinned the private.
Jarg pulled his repeater and shot and killed the private on the spot. “Incompetence!”
“Get me two Galaxies from the Anguta DSC, I want every available, and I do mean every single available combat engineer on those Gals!” “Is that clear?”
“Sit Rep on the fleeing NC?
“One Sunderer, one Delly, unknown number of air craft.”
“What do we have for vehicles?”
“3 Marauders, 4 Prowlers, 2 Harassers.”
“Air?”
“None, 2 minutes on timers, but with the Gens down…”
“Park the damn tanks; get the wheeled vehicles in pursuit”
“Done”
All of this conversation occurred as the Jarg and his men headed for the courtyard.
Jarg turned to face the other officers. “I will be going with the Galaxies; the NC must take Jack Hammer by vehicle to the southern WarpGate. That is their only escape. You two must insure that those NC vehicles continue down to that WarpGate or that they are destroyed, they must not leave our sight.”
“Understood.”


Jack Hammer, blinked in the blinding white snow, he had not seen unfiltered daylight in months. He sat squished in the passenger seat of an NC Delly.
“Mr. Hammer, my name is Jarruk. Your daughter contacted us sir, she thought you might like a change of scenery!” Jarruk nearly had to yell over the growl of the engines of the Deliverer. Every once and while machine gun fire could be heard, sometimes the whistling of bullets as they hit or glanced off the Dellies armored body made Jack flinch.
“My daughter, is she alright?”
“Yes Sir! She is safe in the New Conglomerate sanctuary. Sir if you could apply them yourself you will find a few medpaks at your feet.” Jarruk spoke like this was all just a day’s work.
Jack used the medpaks. He felt more alive than he had since Dari left, not only due to the medpaks, but because now he knew Dari was alright.
The radio crackled and Jack heard the reports from the Sunderer. Even though it was only a few hundred yards behind them, it was a world away in terms of the pursuit. The Sunderer was a big slow cumbersome machine. The attacking Marauders and buggies would be ripping it to shreds. From the reports is seemed that both harassers were down, leaving just the more armored and more powerful Marauders for the Delly to contend with.
“Marauder down! We are going critical Jar!” the radio hissed.
“Rodger, good work Mauser! See you Sanc side!” Hollered Jarruk.
“Approaching Way point purple 1” shouted the Delly driver Dukeacem.
“Rodger, make for Way point purple 2” acknowledged Jarruk.
The sound of the large cannons of the Sunderer ceased and the silence, if you could call the constant fire of the other four vehicles silent, was followed by a loud explosion as the Sunderer burst into flames and exploded. The Delly was granted a momentary reprieve as the Marauders slowed to circle the devastated wagon.
“Sunderer down, gentlemen, it’s all our show now!” Shouted Jarruk.
“1sgt Copy” came a reply from one of the gunners.
“Sarge Copy” came the reply from the other gunner.
Jack peered out the small plate glass window of the Delly. The machine gun fire from the two TR Marauders was constant now. The Delly swerved left and right and at the same time dodged trees, logs and rocks. The Delly gunners were equally relentless at fending off the TR.
“Waypoint 2!” the stern voice of the Delly driver sounded.
“Yomm Delly Go! Go! GO!” screamed Jarruk over the microphone.
“You might want to hold on Mr. Hammer! There…” yelled Jarruk
Just then the Delly launched into the air and began a brick-like freefall. Looking out Jack could see that the Delly had come to sunken road, probably 3 meters below them, but they were perpendicular to it. The Delly came crashing down and swerved north on the grey road. Almost immediately it crashed into another vehicle. Jarruk shushed everyone, “Guns RED!” shouted Jarruk at the Dellies gunners. The occupants of the Delly sat still and quiet and somewhere another chunk of amour fell from the undercarriage of the shot-up Delly.

“All mines and spitfire turrets are in place and operational General Jarg”, snapped the Lead Combat engineer. Jarg had been working the men hard since the Huge Galaxy gunships had landed them at the Cyssor WarpGate.
“Excellent how many?”
“Nearly 200 mines and 80 turrets, covering an arch of about 270 degrees with the Keelut- WarpGate road at its midpoint, sir.”
“Good, have the engineers to suit up with all their anti-vehicular weaponry, those without such will pull their heaviest guns. However, no-one is to open fire until I give the signal.”
“Very good General”
“1st Officer” Jarg yelled over comms, “report on the NC raiders.”
“The Sunderer and all occupants are eliminated; Jack Hammers body was not on board. Both of our Harassers and one Marauder are down, leaving two Marauders. Visual contact has been constant”
“Current location?”
“The three vehicles jumped onto the Keelut Pinga road north of Keelut, they then jumped off the road heading South-southeast, and they are currently on the Keelut –WarpGate road headed east”.
“On the road?”
“Yes sir.”
It had been a gallant effort by the NC. Jarg would admit this. But they were fools. There was no way to get Jack Hammer off Ceryshen except by Warpgate. The only gate they could use was this one, and by golly they were coming. Finally Jarg could be rid of Jack Hammer and have the NC to blame. All was good. Jarg walked to the middle of the road.
“1st Officer” Jarg yelled again over comms.
“Here.”
“Have the Marauders back off just a bit, continue the chase, continue firing but do not destroy the Delly”
“Understood.”


Jack watched as a body appeared from no where, dressed in what looked like blue snow/ski suit. It was the first he had seen of the new infiltrator suit. The NC solider went to the side of the vehicle that only 5 minutes before their Delly had slammed into. It was an NC AMS, which had been deployed. Once deployed an AMS would produce an invisibility cloak around the vehicle. Their Delly was now parked inside this cloaking bubble. While watching the goings on outside, Jarruk was still very much in charge and working the comms from in the Delly.
“Yomm status” ordered Jarruk.
“Those TR Marauders are on us like hunting dogs on a rabbit”, drawled Yomm. Jack made a mental note, he liked humans that had actually been to Earth, and such a drawl could be only found there, probably southern USA.
“A little more information officer Yomm”
“They caught us about 10 seconds out of Preach’s AMS cloak bubble, headed south to Keelut. We threw them a curve by hoping off the road and picked it up again from Keelut to the Cyssor Warpgate.” Yomm’s, drawl all but disappeared.
“HUA, oh and Yomm, see that Pine does as he is told”.
“Roger that Jar”
“Jarruk to you.” But Jarruk now laughed for the first time in over a week.
The cloaker outside had changed at the AMS and now sported a REXO suit and held a large thing that looked like a squirt gun which he aimed at the Delly. Jarruk noticed the look on Jacks face.
“Nanite repair tool, it provides Nanites which then re-matrix to the Delly’s original form and function” Jarruk explained. Sure enough the Delly seemed to be returning to its pre-shot up stage, much to Jacks relief. Jarruk exited the vehicle.
“Thanks Preach, once you finish, decon your AMS and recall to Sanc.”
“Rodger boss.” Jack noted that contrary to the TR, these men were professional but still curiously casual, respectful, but courteous.
Jarruk re-entered the Delly and began to relay the rest of the plan to Jack. Once the bait Delly, was destroyed, they would wait for nightfall and head west. Then going cross country they would turn south avoiding all roads, bases, and towers. Only when they reached the ocean south of the continent would they then turn back east. They would use the Delly’s ability to traverse deep water; it actually floated, to enter the WarpGate from the south. The AMS that they were at would deconstruct, decon, and the driver too would recall to the NC sanctuary. “With luck, Mr. Hammer we should have you reunited with your daughter by daybreak”






Epilogue

“Oh man, you missed it 1SGT” roared Raska. The two Delly teams, sans their officers were recounting Operation Ice Pick in the game room. Many had just showered and were rubbing out the hurts of the long day’s operation. In the corner bent over a stack of scattered draft drawings was Jack Hammer. His tousled gray hair nearly matched the color of the light grey smoke issuing from his pipe clenched in his teeth.
“Yeah, yeah, so when Pine floors it, the Delly shot out and first thing you know the first Marauder come flying right over us, bounces off our guns, and smashes into the snow bank on the other side” Gonad was standing, arms flailing as recounted the Delly ride of the “bait” Delly.
“If the Delly had not been nearly fully loaded it would have flipped us” Pine muttered above the din.
“Yeah but the hilarious part was that the second Marauder landed on top of the first!” Raska roared with laughter. The group all joined in the laughter until Sarge shushed them...
“Look quiet, the TR is breaking news.” All eyes turned to the plas-screens and the volume was turned up so all could hear the Terran Republic News Broadcast.

A finely chiseled man in a well tailored suit sat at a desk:

The Terran Auraxis Interstellar Transportation Agency has announced that rumors of a Wormhole collapse are unfounded. The Wormhole is in perfect working operation. In fact in a related story, General Jarg and his closest officers where just treated to a well earned return home using the Wormhole.

From Ceryshen we have this report.
Terran Forces today repelled a massive New Conglomerate attack on this quiet and undefended continent. Over 20 NC air calvery units, mostly Reavers, made unprovoked attacks on a training squadron of only 5 Mosquitoes. In coordination medium battle tanks and heavy and light battle wagons rolled across Ceryshen looting and killing civilians and Terran forces alike. Over 15 land vehicles were counted in the fighting. Sources state that the attack was made by a gang of thugs and renegade soldiers known as Sturmgrenadier. Among the missing and presumed dead civilians are Dari Hammer and her Father Jack Hammer. Jack Hammer was being held by General Jarg on suspicion of weapons manufacturing and design for the New Conglomerate forces.

In other news Vanu scholars have unearthed a non-working “mini-warpgate” called a geowarp. Found among the ruins were crystal globes, hinting that ancients may have been able to harness the warpgate power to provide other functions in remote locations.

Our final story this hour. Due to violent eruptions the Searhaus crater has been deemed to dangerous to support traversal and all land and air traffic has been routed around the outer volcano rim. Traffic is expected to return to normal in one to two days.

While everyone was watching the plas-screen Yomm had entered the room. As the last story wound down Yomm chuckled, getting everyone’s attention.
“That figures! All three of those are the same story.” Yomm had the men hooked, he could tell by the puzzled looks on their faces.
“The wormhole has collapsed. That’s now fact. No-one has left Auraxis in over two weeks. As for Jarg, he didn’t leave either. Our little raid was too embarrassing. The TR High Command needed to make a lesson of Jarg’s failure. He and three of his officers were taken to Searhaus. Their crystals were forcibly bound to a local AMS and then the poor souls were thrown into the lava pits. This went on for nearly 2 hours. Each time they respawned they were thrown back in. Finally, their crystals were thrown into the lava pools and the four me after them. So much for a human tenderness in the TR” Yomm looked kinda green; he had a far off look in his eye. Finally he just turned and walked off.
As Yomm left Jarruk appeared.
“I guess you all saw the TR report. Our 6 air cav became 20 and our 3 trucks became some huge roving force. Be proud gentlemen, the TR are afraid of us. Us the NC and us Sturmgrenadier.” As Jarruk finished Dari and another man appeared in full Private NC uniforms. “Gentlemen I want you to welcome our two newest recruits. Treat them well, as the brothers and the sisters they are.” Jarruk turned to the man, “This is Kuzushi, and this is ..D..”
“Just call me Thumpper.” The female replied, leaving no doubt that she was a force in her own right.
“So who wants to show me how to drive one of those tanks I heard so much about. I always wanted to shoot the biggest gun on the planet.” Chairs were toppled and the rush was on.
Jarruk singled out two men.”1sgt and SargeOsis, I need you two to the shooting range in one hour. We have a new pretty to try. Sarge, you like shotguns don’t you?”
“Yes sir.” Grinned SargeOsis.
Well outside the door, Dari now Thumpper, turned and using her charm to full effect called “Oh Kuz, don’t forget tea time is at 1900. I have a new supplier, and I thought it fair that you join me in trying the new batch.”
The guys around the new recruits “oohed” and cat-called, much to Kuzushis embarrassment, until Dari let him off the hook.
“Oh and daddy’s cooking Cyssor Sea bass.” Dari proclaimed, at which Jack peered over his glasses and smiled towards his daughter.
Uproars of laughter and more than one “pwnt” were scattered about like leaves tumbling in Fall. Kuzushi, smiled. He hadn’t done that since he had been on Auraxis. Just then Dukeacem, turned and face the new recruit. “So you look like MAX man to me.”
“Max man?” Kuzushi queried.
“Yeah Scatter Max, my preferred method for killing Elmos and Barneys.”
Duke and Kuzushi, headed out with Duke explaining the finer points of the max crash.
Jack leaned over and penned

Remember to study adoption of triple shot gun to max CQB suit.

“So Pine you coming to watch Da.. Thumpper?” queried Gonad.
“Nah, yall go ahead, I just certed Galaxy, and I want to get one up in the air.” Quipped Pine.
“Hell Pine, quit being a sour puss, just because we were bait doesn’t mean we didn’t do an important part.” Gonad shot back as they left the building.
“Yeah, but no-one is gonna tell me to blow up on purpose in a Galaxy”, Pine retorted, and headed towards the Large Air terminal. Gonad though her heard Pine mutter “Pine Air, has a nice ring to it”.

Finis