Private Operation: Chemical Compound

[XIII]

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Nal Hutta had always been a criminal haven for decades even with the bryn'adul invasions and the ownership underneath the Silver Jedi Concord. The Hutt Cartels had lost major influence within the underworld from which they would not recover from for a while. Industrial Scale Pollution was rampant across the planet with many areas requiring a breathing device to even survive on the world. A small cantina had been established on the world away from prying eyes, with little to no customers. Although the establishment had remained open due to generous funding from a secretive source. Thirteen had managed to acquire the place for a meeting without much trouble, simply showing the owner some information that would not look so good on the holonet.

Intelligence and Information was vital for any faction and none more so than E.P.S.I.L.O.N, the recently established intelligence agency for hire opening within the Hutt Space Consortium Borders. Thirteen had become the director of the new organization through his ruthless tactics and blackmailing all those that had opposed him. Director Thirteen had contacted two agents working within the Hutt Space Consortium has enforcers. Telling them to arrive within the cantina and giving directions to the place. The conversation was promptly erased to avoid tracking him down. His security measures were mostly invulnerable to hacking measures. Although their was the occasional glitch within the system which allowed a person access to his informant network.

Thirteen had already managed to gather enough intelligence on chemical shipments across the galaxy to pinpoint the area for his operation. [Operation: Chemical Compound] was a scheme to manufacture bioweaponry for use against the galactic factions. Starting an epidemic would weaken the galactic factions enough for an armed rebellion to spring up. His agents were slowly building up emotions to explode by pointing at the infighting of the senate and the lack of action in response to the Brotherhood of the Maw's savage operations. His agenda was not unlike the Star Cabal during the Old Republic. The Force Users were the enemy of the galaxy but people often counted them as saviors. The Jedi and Sith had started wars that cost millions if not trillions of lives each decade with no action against them.

The Director was waiting for them both to arrive within the cantina's backroom.

Karkosuchus
R'koosslon

 

[R'koosslon]

Spoiler: Equipment

Belt Equipment Stouker Concussion Rifle Gand Discharger Bandolier Syntherope Hush 98 Comlink Imagecaster Flash Grenade Sonic Detonator Stun Grenade Ammonia Bomb Field Security Overloader

Gauntlets Dur-24 Wrist Laser ZX Miniature Flame Launcher Shockmitt Gatling Gauntlets Heavy Exoskeleton Gand Martial Arts

The Gand Bounty Hunter disliked the planet of Nal Hutta, the atmosphere was dingy and unpleasant with thick toxic smoke filling the atmosphere. The Hutt Clans had ruled this planet for many generations until the bryn'adul empire shattered the criminal underworld and upset the delicate balance across the board. Employers were not that hard to come by with many syndicates looking for revenge on someone else. R'koosslon would not blame them as this was his profession. Many had compared his appearance to the Gand Bounty Hunter Zuckuss. The Gand didn't feel insulted but rather took it with pride that he was comparable to the legendary gand.

His current objective was meeting within a stingy cantina alongside his partner, The Saruton Cannibal Karkosuchus. The Gand had begun working for the Intelligence Agency for Hire, EPSILON for a considerable while now. Having been recruited by the director on Rishi during a mission. R'koosslon had been assigned the rank of senior field agent alongside his bounty hunting partner karkosuchus. Their recent objective was to establish ties with the Hutt Space Consortium. With the pair joining the bounty hunter's lodge within the faction. Their employer had called them wanting to meet within a cantina on Nal Hutta.

The Gand never saw the director in person or knew what he looked like, but he had to figure that they were pretty powerful which meant that they had a lot of credits to spend. He checked his rifle to make sure that it was armed and ready for a fight if the director tried to test them. He entered inside, his large brown cloak hiding his armor underneath would be seen. Making his way to the backroom of the establishment and taking a seat at the empty table.

He looked around for his partner, but they had yet to arrive within the place. The Gand had to wonder what the director wanted to call them both here away from the hutt space consortium. He rested his form upon the chair, breathing in his ammonia gas into his lungs.

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Karkosuchus

 

[Karkosuchus]

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Spoiler: Equipment

Bandolier Syntherope Food Rations Hush 98 Comlink Imagecaster Flash Grenade Sonic Detonator Bacta Grenade Concussion Grenade Thermal Detonator Energy Bola Fire Blade

Brass Knuckles VT Portable Shield Generator DZ 17X Nemesis Dissuader KD-30 .48 Caliber Enforcer Pistol DLT-19 Heavy Blaster Rifle

The Saruton Mercenary walked through the dirty streets of Nal Hutta, the smell filled his sensitive nose snout with disgust. The Pollution was rampant around the place and the swampy water was a call back home. He carried upon his shoulder a fresh kill, a twi'lek that forgot to pay their dues to the proper people. Smaller criminal gangs had tried to steal his kill on the way to the bounty office. They would be resting within their grave now as the saruton took no prisoners unless his partner wanted them alive for some reason. He had only joined up with the gand after his previous partner was killed in an ambush on Rishi.

They worked well enough with each other, with the gand providing a fresh pair of eyes to the overall hunt. The Saruton was the muscle of the pair and he could battle for hours without slowing down. The large saruton would carry on walking through the streets of the city, carrying both the bodies of the small criminal gang members and the kill that he originally was paid for. He dropped them off at the bounty office for a additional reward of 5,000 credits. Putting the coinage away within his pouch.

The Saruton would make his way through the swampy water until coming across the back street establishment that his employer directed him too. Entering inside the small establishment was quite the challenge but he managed to accomplish such without damaging the building. His large size was sometimes a problem but the extra strength that he was provided more than made up for it in a fight. Since the establishment was empty, the Saruton would head into the room where his partner was. Taking a seat on the wooden chair that thankfully was big enough to support his overall weight.

Looking ahead at the empty seat in front of them, knowing that the director of E.P.S.I.L.ON had something for them that was of major importance.

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R'koosslon

 

[XIII]

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The motion scanners within the room would pick up on the two people who had entered the room. The small blue light scanned over them both to confirm that they were agents within the agency. Once confirmed after a few minutes of processing, the room would begin to darken and the door locked behind them with a firm click. Soundproofing was made ahead of schedule so that no one would be able to hear their conversation or enter without announcing themselves. The Director grabbed his files from his desk within his space station office and promptly sat down within the chair.

He outreached his hand and with a few clicks and beeps, the holo transmissions would be put through to them both. The image was fuzzy but it showed a rough outline of a humanoid shape with the only defining feature being his glowing orange eyes. The holoimage would be sitting within the chair like it was within the room itself to make it appear more natural. The table would be connected into the holographic transmissions so that the director would be able to communicate his plan more effectively. [Operation: Chemical Compound] was only within its first stages overall, but the director would make sure his best agents would accomplish the task without failure.

"Senior Agents Karkosuchus & R'koosslon. You have been requested here for a single mission. E.P.S.I.L.O.N has tracked down several shipments of potent chemicals being delivered into the hands of a criminal syndicate called the Broken Alliance."

He spoke, his voice sounding like a man and a woman combined into one. This was to hide his true gender from anyone investigating the mysterious thirteen. His appearance could change based on a whim, allowing him to hide in plain sight without anyone recognizing him. The shipments were tracked down to Quesh, a known producer of adrenaline supplements. The Broken Alliance Syndicate had managed to acquire the shipments of chemicals directly underneath the noses of the Hutt Families resided there. In order for his operation to be successful, the shipments must be recovered for use in chemical weapon production. EPSILON had managed to track down the syndicate to a single spot on the planet. An underground bunker which was highly defended.

"The Broken Alliance Syndicate has a hidden underground bunker on the planet. Destroying that location is paramount to securing the shipment and preventing them from becoming a problem for us. Anyone who becomes a witness is a liability that needs to be disposed of. Operation Chemical Compound is now in effect. If you have any concerns, speak now"

The Director said to them both, clasping his hands with one another. The Saruton and Gand could handle themselves although the hiring of extra operatives outside the agency was a bonus considering that they could be disposed off without issue. He would wait for them to ask any questions, sending any misc information over via the holographic table.

R'koosslon
Karkosuchus

 

[R'koosslon]

Spoiler: Equipment

Belt Equipment Stouker Concussion Rifle Gand Discharger Bandolier Syntherope Hush 98 Comlink Imagecaster Flash Grenade Sonic Detonator Stun Grenade Ammonia Bomb Field Security Overloader

Gauntlets Dur-24 Wrist Laser ZX Miniature Flame Launcher Shockmitt Gatling Gauntlets Heavy Exoskeleton Gand Martial Arts

The Gand sat there for a good minute and a half, waiting for the briefing to officially start. Karkosuchus had also arrived within the room although he said nothing towards him as a blue scanner scanned his clothing and himself to check for their status. His bug eyes watched as the humanoid figure emerged as a hologram. R'koosslon had never seen his employer in person which made him more mysterious as a result. He spotted the glowing orange eyes and was slightly unsettled.

He listened with interest when the director explained the reason for them being there, a syndicate called the Broken Alliance had acquired potent chemical materials which they could use for all manner of things if they refined it. Quesh was one such place where you could refine such a substance into any manner of things. The Gand had a sneaky suspicion that the agency wanted the substances for themselves. Morals had no place within the bounty hunting business so this was of no concern to him.

The Bunker would no doubt be highly defended and he was semi-doubtful that the two of them would be able to get the job done without raising alarms. Although the small time syndicate itself would be no trouble, the possible army inside was more of an overall challenge. Eliminating witnesses was par for the course as they could be a leaker later down the line. It would do no good for them to be reported to the Alliance Marshals or other Law Enforcement. Although they could handle any lawmen that came after the pair, he didn't want to be on the run for the rest of his live like his senior bounty hunter koda fett. He wanted to know the exact estimates of the bunker itself to better prepare. Hiring a team would be useful, since they could get multiple perspectives on things. Chemical Compound was a protocol when dealing with chemical weaponry, it advised extreme caution but it also meant capturing the material before it can be used.

"What are the exact numbers for the bunker, I do not want to charge into battle so soon. Are we forbidden to hire anyone else for this mission?"

The Gand asked, wanting to know if they could bring in hired help to clear the bunker. Another concern was the number situation as charging blindly into a highly defended bunker served nothing but suicide.

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Karkosuchus