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Intercepted Transmission...

Radio transmission from Herman Belvehr to Steven Yeiler April 3059...

"Ah, heh heh heh. Yes, thats not a bad idea. Really? I can't believe that idiot hired someone. We'll set a trap, don't worry. For some reason, I don't believe Mr. Smythe will be doing anything else. We've got the perfect arena for a fight. Yeah the old ruins will work perfect. Ya never know when a building might fall over when a Mech comes tromping too close. Ronny will rig a few explosives up too. Yeah, just for good measure. That should take them out pretty easy. You got it. I'll catch ya tonight. Later."

Radio transmission from Jeremiah Smythe to Marc Lucas April 3059...

"Alright. Yes I've heard about your team. They are doing quite the business here on Wasat. And you are sure about the pay? I see. Okay, very well. Until tonight, take care and good luck against those -------s. Yes...I'm counting on it. Thanks Marc. Goodbye."

Vid-phone transmission from Marc Lucas to Jim Davis April 3059...

"You there? Alright. Yeah the commander wants us to handle this one on our own. I bet he's trying to get us to using teamwork again. Yeah he's like that sometimes. So is your Mech gonna be ready? Hah! I bet that'll surprise those damn bandits. It's not everyday you see a Mackie toting those weapons. Oh sure, my Mech's been ready. Alright, you got it. Catch you in the shed at six. Yeah she's coming. We're supposed to have the hotshot kid with us too. We'll be fine. Out."