Crap! Why was this code so frigging hard to crack? Hayley let out a grunt, seeing yet another attempt of decrypting the disc fail. This was unlike anything she had ever done before, but no way in the burning marshes would she give up.
John Rm had approached her about a week ago, right after the dinnerparty in Babs for Division 9, giving her the disc she so very much hated right now. He had explained that he had found it during a recon mission at a notum rift in Mort, in which he had been wounded by some thugs who were obviously trying to tap the vein unnoticed. He also told her that they were bearing OMni-Mining tags and that these looked as real as any, but that the people were not members in any way. All her alarm bells had gone off when he said that. What may seem like an innocent operation of notum theft might go very much further than that. She didn't like to be doomy and paranoid about security, but this was, afterall, her job.
Frowning and running the eleventh script that day she sat back and sipped her coffee, eyes following the monotonous readout of commands and hack attempts. It didn't seem to ever end, the stream running over the holographic display unit like water in a river, the digits and letters mirroring in her eyes. She sat down her cup and yet again uploaded some input to the decryption sequence. This was no standard Rubi-Ka sequence, that was for sure. Not even on Prime had she seen such hard protection coding.
Suddenly the readout stopped. Nothing happened, and Hayley almost lost her cup. She was in! Yes!! Finally! She stood up, raised the floating hub and vigorously typed in command after command. The disc was open. Well..partially. She now understood the full complextiy of the content. Three segments...all with different information files and coding. Astonished, she looked at the encryption code for the second segment. It was changing by the second. The changes in it ran across the readout faster than she could follow it and then it locked down. The code had changed itself when she had broken into the first segment! What kind of freaky encryption was this?
Hayley shook her head, a little annoyed, but also happy that she had been able to break through the first wall. She took the necessary backup files and opened up the first segment. Finally...let's see who and what you are, and why you're so damn protected.
...the hell..? What was this? A blueprint? Looking over it, Hayley had to dig deep into what she was taught at the academy about weapon technology. Trying to identify it and increasingly worried, she recognised it as an orbital bombardment weapon of some sort. Checking the entire file, Hayley could not find any identification tags of Omni-Tek. Nothing. It was like a desert...completely void. She hardly thought the clans would cash out for something of this magnitude, either. Who`se blueprint was this?
Looking closer she studied the prints of the warheads and let out a small gasp. Twin heads...two warheads connected to the main body of the weapon, able to work separately. One was a kinetic type she didn't quite recognise and the other was an...arial substance deployment device - type gas and liquid? What the hell was this? And who was behind it?
She snapped the units shut and packed up what she could in a second. Sending security commands to Vectornet and leaving the apartment in a rush, she ran towards the transport beam in Jobe as fast as she could, sending out a message to both Jen, Mr. Rm, and Nathan and Craddock from InternOps. This was not a toy. It was a real blueprint of something that could prove a real threat.
