Attendance at Fortescue Military Academy M1 Y:2142
House Thoth, Squad Leader, Squad Zero
M1 Rank: 1/1275, Tier 3 M-Rank: Null
Term: 1, Round: 5
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Daedo was seated at the table when Vannier rushed into Squad Zero’s common room out of breath. She placed a hand on his shoulder and said, “Next week’s schedule is out, and it doesn’t look pretty.”
She could have contacted him through different types of comms, but it was more in line with her nature to be face-to-face to discuss.
Daedo was still working on the last touches to the exo design before beginning the final manufacture run. The tweaks were incredibly minor at this stage, down to slight differences for each user based on their telemetry data.
Bolder changes chasing larger gains using either an experimental design or improved materials would have to wait for next term where time and reliability were not critical.
“What are you working on?” Vannier asked. Daedo seemed distracted upon receiving the news, which indicated he was preoccupied with something complex. However, next week’s schedule trumped everything in Vannier’s mind, so she continued to interrupt him with taps on the shoulder.
“Last changes to the exo before we start the production run,” he said. “We’ll be on 2.6. One more moment; I’m almost done.”
The topic brought something that was bugging Vannier to the fore. “The tubing that contains the hydraulic fluid and acts as under armour …” She paused, waiting for Daedo to nod. “Is that unique, or did you get inspiration from a similar design?”
“It’s unique. My research showed that a mesh weave is the most efficient armour for most damage types, but I also wanted more power delivery through hydraulics. Somehow, I got the idea to combine the two.”
“Somehow?” Vannier thought out loud, frowning. Daedo was an inspired idea machine. “I know you aren’t finished with the exo by a long shot, but we should patent that concept at least.” It was her parents who ran the patent business, and she had a good grasp of the workings.
“I thought you just invented and designed a piece of equipment and patent that as a blueprint ready for a manufacturer to adopt? Like the foundation AI code; it’s ready to sell just the way it is.”
He assumed the system worked similar to his Spacebuild shop. In fact, the Spacebuild and TowerDefender economy was a massive oversimplification of reality.
“It can work that way, but usually it doesn’t,” Vannier said patiently. “It can be really complicated, and that’s why there’s an entire organisation called the IPO, the International Patent Office, that registers, tracks, and regulates the intellectual property industry.”
Daedo nodded slowly but made a sound that indicated she should explain further.
“Okay,” Vannier said, “so take a product like Barran’s bike. The reactor has one patent owner, and even a component of the reactor could have another. Although cold fusion has long since lost royalty rights for the inventor, there may be an innovation that still accrues royalty. Then you have the wheels, engine, aerodynamics, and exotic materials. It’s possible the bike has over a hundred different patents all with royalties of each sale going to each respective owner.”
“How does the manufacturer of the bike make creds?” Daedo asked. It seemed like a lot of outlay.
“Well, the IPO decides a portion for each patent based on the manufacturer’s registration, which would be independently audited. It will never add up to more than a hundred per cent of the royalty component. And that varies based on a complex set of rules.”
“It seems complicated. It must keep the IPO busy,” Daedo surmised.
Vannier nodded. “Yes, especially since the annulment of IP exclusivity in 2105. Now anyone can use any patented technology. But they still have to pay the patent owner royalty.”
“That explains how Fortescue gets away with doing very little R & D. They just manufacture and simply use available patents.”
“Right. And they probably evaluate the viability of a product before even starting based on royalty costs, material costs, manufacturing costs, market value, and demand.”
“Geez, you know a lot about this,” Daedo observed.
She shrugged. “I grew up with it. One side of it is the family business.”
Daedo nodded. “So, to make a long story short, we should lodge a patent for any component we make that is innovative or entirely new?”
“Yes. And this reminds me of something important we missed,” she said anxiously. “When we sold those exos to Shu, we needed to register and run the components through the IPO and work out any royalties owed for the technologies we used.”
“Holy crap!” Daedo exclaimed. “We research stuff all the time and implement it. What about the railguns and grapplers?”
“If we didn’t sell them, we could argue we’re creating prototypes and testing them. Also, being in a military academy comes with perks as well. But, and this is a big but, we really need expert advice before we get ourselves into too much trouble.”
Daedo sighed. “Okay, for something easier to manage. Let’s look at the schedule.”
The end of week ten was the end of round five and also the end of the term. During week ten, all normal activities involving exo arenas were suspended. Cadets could and would run the Gauntlet and obstacle course; those venues were open.
Cadets were also expected to have all their coursework completed for all subjects for the term before leaving on Friday night. Disciplined and organised cadets had already completed most, if not all, coursework and only had to concern themselves with the tournament and the last round Gauntlet and obstacle course.
Thoth Squad Zero would submit their tech projects on Friday. Otherwise, Daedo had completed all normal coursework by the end of round four, especially since he was not going to subject a second math solution. For his physics project, Daedo used the calculations, programming, and the testing regime he set up for the exos. It contained enough work related to mechanics that it qualified easily.
Monday they had M1 group battles. All four in one day.
Tuesday was the four M3 group battles. It must have been programmed that way due to Master Nader’s application during the middle academy masters’ general meeting.
Wednesday was semi-finals for M1.
Thursday morning was semi-finals for M3 – if they made it that far. And in the afternoon, the final for M1.
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Lastly, if they made it to the M3 final, it was on the last day – Friday – with only the U3 tournament taking pride of place as the last event in the afternoon. This aligned with inter-academy tournaments, where it would be mechs and exos. The upper cadets were not allowed to compete in exos. That was the sole domain of middle academy cadets.
Daedo perused the group lists. In M1, they had mainly Squad Ones in their group. It could have been because of seeding or by chance. He had never researched the rules, and he didn’t really care anyway. They just needed to win no matter who they faced.
M1 – Tier 1 – Group 1: Thoth Squad Zero, Horus Squad Two, Shu Squad Zero, Osiris Squad One, Amun-Ra Squad One.
The second group consisted mainly of zero squads with the exception of Thoth and Shu. The other anomaly was that Horus Squad One was in the second tier.
“Why do you think Horus Squad One is in tier two?” Daedo asked Vannier.
“It’s no surprise; the placement of cadets in that house was heavily manipulated,” Vannier said. “Don’t you remember that squad leader coming to our table on one occasion, wishing us luck before the battle with Fortescue’s squad?”
“I do now,” Daedo said. Myrmidon played him back a short vid. It was the girl that Barran said was stunning, and that was when the conversation got sidetracked.
“The competition from M3 squads will be on a whole nother level,” Vannier stated nervously.
Daedo nodded and pulled up the M3 tier one group. Thoth M1 Squad Zero was in group two for the tier one M3 tournament.
M3 – Tier 1 – Group 2: Thoth M1 Squad Zero, Horus M1 Squad Zero, Shu M3 Squad One, Osiris M3 Squad Zero, Amun-Ra M3 Squad Zero.
“What?” Daedo exclaimed. “Did you look at this list closely?”
Vannier nodded but double-checked and then gasped, “Oh,” and then louder, “Oh!”
Somehow, Horus M1 Squad Zero, Fortescue’s squad, had also made their way into the M3 competition.
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Thoth Squad Zero, Horus Squad Two, Shu Squad Zero, Osiris Squad One and Amun-Ra Squad One lined up in the corral of the topside exo arena.
The topside consisted of only two arenas, each with stadium seating. Spectators accessed the underground academy’s arena battles digitally, while the topside allowed for the old-fashioned bums-on-seats audience. This audience could also utilise apps to enhance their spectator experience, including the augmented reality (AR) overlay of the arena, which was crucial to the experience.
The larger of the topside arenas was the mech combat arena, and it was one of the premiere structures of the entire academy. It was massive, over double the size of the exo arena. If it wasn’t for the visual assistance apps, it would be almost impossible to catch all the action.
These two arenas were used exclusively for the tier one competitions during the intra-academy tournament. They would also be used for all inter-academy competitions. The arenas below, in the academy complex proper, were busy with tier two to ten matches.
The spectators for the M1 group battles had a coterie of interested cadets. Out of seven thousand cadets at the academy, almost five hundred found the time to attend. That number was dwarfed by the adults in attendance. Not only did alumni, academy supporters, and parents spectate, but so did VIP clients of the Fortescue Group.
This component was a double-edged sword with information leakage to competitor academies, but it was the same for everyone. The positives of entertaining and informing the company’s main supporters offset the intel leaking. Although intel leaking would occur with their competitors as well, one tended to balance the other. Therefore, most academies, other than Tier 1, which had severe restrictions on attendance, benefited from an open door policy from the aforementioned groups.
From this audience flowed creds into the academy, its supporters, and sponsors – the wealthiest people on the planet. Although it was only from the wealthiest one per cent of the population on the planet, this pool was still close to one hundred million citizens. And there was only so much room for top-tier academies; even counting it down to Tier 10, that was only 120.
There were many wealthy individuals and families who supported the Fortescue Military Academy and would love to see it gain promotion into the second tier. This same group would be devastated if it was demoted down to Tier 4.
Several announcers were streaming, but none were audible to the cadets in the corral. The five squads waited for the group stage to get underway, at which time three squads would go back to their respective house waiting rooms within the stadium.
The round-robin would commence with Thoth Squad Zero (M1TS0) up against Osiris Squad One (M1OS0 pronounced Mioso). Daedo’s squad had two of everything – and in some cases, three – stored in their house waiting room. With several matches in a short period of time, there was a chance spare parts would be needed. Although the cadets rarely took damage, other than falling, breakdowns could occur.
The augmented reality calculated damage so the exos would stay intact in the main. But it was not uncommon for a launcher or grappler to develop a problem with one of its mechanisms. And under strain, the micropumps in the exos could just stop working. One or two would not cause a big issue, but Daedo wanted them in perfect working order, and several failures would definitely cause a decline in the effectiveness of the exo’s operation.
Security for their spare parts was considered and prioritised. The last thing Squad Zero wanted was a sabotage incident. Paranoia was a normal operating condition for them ever since the round two incidents. Spiderbots and a portable foam stasis dispenser were installed. Master Nader volunteered to keep a watch on the room with whatever methods she employed as well. That fact put the cadets at ease.
Osiris Squad One. Daedo had done almost no research on them.
Perusing them now, he saw that they still used mostly standard equipment with six heavy exos and two medium. Their loadouts were sound with a mix of close-combat, medium, and long-range. The two medium exo cadets were using assault rifles that had good range. This would give them much more versatility than if they chose sniper rifles. The arena was only six hundred metres long; there was no need for a dedicated sniper rifle with a slow rate of fire.
Modern assault rifles did an enormous amount of damage to a human being, even one wearing a bulletproof vest. However, exos soaked up a massive amount of damage. It usually took forty or fifty accurate rounds to penetrate a M1TS0 medium exo and almost double that for a heavy.
When the battle commenced, it became apparent that the greatest difference between the two squads was not weaponry or armour, but speed. The M1TS0 medium exo was twice as mobile as its Osiris counterpart, and that was before the grapplers were engaged.
While Barran, Gaumont, and Mace occupied the Osiris heavies, Axel-Zero snuck behind their lines and attacked from the rear, her pistols causing havoc as she shot cadet after cadet in the back and sometimes the back of the head.
A couple of the Osiris cadets who were still standing turned to deal with the new threat, which made their situation worse. They now had their backs to Barran, Gaumont, Daedo, and Mace.
For the most part, Daedo surveilled the arena, keeping track of his squad, the enemy, and directing. Bodysuit and helmet comms allowed him to take feeds off the exos of everyone in his squad. Both Daedo and Myrmidon were kept busy analysing information from the other six cadets and making instant decisions.
Picard and Vannier took down the Osiris mediums from range. Their loadout and armour crumbled under the fire of the prototype railguns.
If it were a strategy game, Daedo was on easy mode. The difference in equipment was massive, and it was hard to judge if there was any difference in skill due to this fact.
In less than eight minutes, all of Osiris Squad One was down with no casualties from Thoth Squad Zero.
They exited the arena through the corral and into their house room, oblivious to the spectators and their discussions.
The morning progressed swiftly, with Shu Squad Zero and Horus Squad Two performing well.
Thoth Squad Zero (0) def Osiris Squad One (Thoth sustained 0 casualties)
Shu Squad Zero (3) def Amun-Ra Squad One
Horus Squad Two (2) def Osiris Squad One
Thoth Squad Zero (1) def Amun-Ra Squad One
A critical match, based on the performances so far, was about to take place. Only two squads would progress to the semi-finals, and Thoth was a favourite for one of those spots. Shu Squad One and Horus Squad Two had both performed well in their first battle, easily defeating their opponents and showing high levels of skill.
The squad that practised daily with Thoth Squad Zero was up against the dark horse from Horus. Moreau, the squad leader of Horus Squad Two was even ranked twelve in M1 at the end of round four, higher than most Squad Zero cadets.
Axel-Zero said, “There must be some bad blood between Moreau and Fortescue for her not to be in Horus Squad Zero.”
“Karine is probably jealous of her looks,” Barran joked.
Vannier thought he might not be too far off the mark.
“Either that or she wasn’t someone Fortescue targeted for her personal squad,” Mace said. “She just happened to be in Horus, and she just happened to be good.”
Daedo and his squaddies watched the match on their helmets while they waited in their house room. Other than the Shu squads they competed against every day, it was the most research Daedo had done on his competitors.
Master Nader was present but otherwise silent. She had barely spoken a word to the squad all day. Daedo speculated that she would rather they work everything out themselves. At most, she would review and offer critical advice after the group battles finished.
The timer counted down from ten, and the pivotal match of the group began in earnest.