It was a relatively short walk to the operations hall, which was the true heart of the project Anvil. Countless screens, interactive displays, and panels that monitored world data. There were so many visuals and sounds that one could get overwhelmed easily if not get straight out dizzy. "It was quite impressive if not outright scary," Drake thought to himself.

Donavan was quickly spotted by our good doctor, she quickly approached him and handed him some type of a glass pad, with a status report on it. Seconds later a question fallowed

"Why is he here?" she asked.

"Commander, this is our lead scientist Anna Siekert. Anna, let me introduce you to Drake Foster, our new commanding officer," Donavan said.

Anna, a woman of average height had brown eyes and brownish chestnut color hair that she had styled into medium layers. She had fair feminine facial features and would be considered beautiful by many if not for the scars that she had. One of those was a scar on her upper left lip going upwards diagonally towards the ear, it ended halfway through around the left ear area. There was another one near the edge of the bottom lip stretching into her cheek it was formed in a small semi-circular fashion. Those scars were not terribly wide or ruin her face complexion outside being noticeable lines made of scar tissue, but those were - deep scars nonetheless.

She stood there in silence, took a glance into Drakes's eyes and his flip flops, and then gave out her hand out for a greeting.

Drake shook her hand quite firmly, and said "Meow." He did it in a serious and yet somewhat amused voice tone, but no smirk on his face.

"What?" she answered quite flustered.

"I, believe this is yours miss Anna," he said and handed her the drink.

"Ah that... Never mind that," she said, took back the glass panel from Donovan's hand, and gave him the drink instead.

"Finally, the work won't get done by itself! Someone bring another communication pannel to the major," she said.

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We got a reinforcement request from one of our partners, their development facility was under attack it is located in a remote area, so there was no information leak as far as we know. Our partner is a military contractor with a lot of R&D projects, they have heavy security on their premises, and managed to defend the location successfully.

Our work is to deliver cargo to their logistical center that's located in a populated, urban area. If we can prove ourselves and guarantee the safety of the cargo, they will petition their board for improved support and extra funding.

This is one of our biggest partners and we can't lose them or their funding! There was a fierce fire in her eyes as soon as she mentioned funding.

"Very well, we will head right out and secure your funding," Drake said.

Anna bobbed her head slightly once, in approval of Drake's commitment.

"By the way, miss Anna, can I access all the mission files and reports with this info panel? he asked.

"Yes, if you are processed in the system - you can," she said.

The panel itself was quite an intuitive device for anyone who handled a smartphone in their life.

"Is this a long process?" Drake asked.

"No, it's not let me check something," she said and pressed a small side button on the panel, all the visuals disappeared and the panel looked nothing more than a thick piece of glass.

"This is how you turn it off and lock it into security mode, now press the same button once," she said.

"Nothing?" he stated.

"Now, hold your palm onto the panel, also look into the little red light on the right top corner for a few seconds," she said.

The device reactivated quickly. "It look's like you are in the system already," Anna stated.

I assume you were processed on the way here, I only need to finish configuring some extra details and you can access the files that you need.

Already processed huh, "Looks like that woman is a hard worker," Drake thought to himself.

"What's our timeline?" he asked.

"We have two hours to give our reply, they will be moving the cargo out in another eight," Anna answered.

They managed to repel the current attack but have concerns about a new one hitting the convoy.

Ten hours, that gives us very little time to prepare Drake stated. Major, inform our partner that we will accept their request and

Miss Anna, I would like to bother you with a request, can you send all the files with details of who we are up against? And also, I would like to see the incident report and circumstances of General Foster's death.

Anna immediately answered with " Yes, sir," preventing any opportunity for uncomfortable silence to set in.

"And Yuri, can you escort me to barracks? I want to meet the men," Drake said. The big man nodded and they both left.

Anna Siekert was left standing there with a realization - that this peculiar, unshaved, eccentric man in his weird attire, who just came here and had barely any knowledge of what's going on, managed to handle the situation in a fast and efficient manner.