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*sigh* Hi... world seems to have mixed feelings about us... Sometimes it helps, sometimes drops you into bigger shit... *sigh* Since Price's death things started to happen very quickly... People found a will to fight against the tyranny of Confederation. The attacks they made in many places in short periods of time made them unable to react fast enough. They sent people to point A but it was too late and the new attack happened in point B. Too much to handle for them... But going to the main thing, the highest placed people in entire Confederation will meet to talk about the latest "incidents". And we found a chance in this madness to make a final strike... But we didn't know where they would meet and all the data we got was outdated. We had to got them. This is why we used those attacks on our favour. We made another attack in our style: find a place and blow it up. The place we found was one of weapon magazines. When the whole show started, we were waiting for a squad. The plan: get our asses on their newest warship.  Why?... Those data can be only send and recived via special transmitter. And the warship is probably the only place we could get into and get out at least alive. How?... Take soldiers' uniforms and go on the ship. And we did it... Hahaha... Next part: get the info about the place of meeting. And here came problems... The only transmitter was on the main deck. Not too big but guarded more than the ass of the UK's queen... Bob took a place and did his magic. Unluckly not too much. The only thing he could do was to unable the ship's lock down. But it had to be enough... We took space suits, prepared the ship to jump into hiperspeed, planted some bombs to make a breach in ship - our way out of there and sent the location where Trishka should look for us in the utter space... We took down guards and as soon as we took the transmiter, the alarm turned on... It was a Hell on Earth. Bullets everywhere, guts on the floors, everyone trying to stop us... We somehow got to the "Exit". Remotely turned the countdown to jumping into hyperspeed and blew up the wall. It sucked us out of there and the ship... disappeared. We thought that we made it without any injures..."All in one piece"... But I was wrong. Doc... he... I don't know how but one of sucked soldiers somehow shot him. His alive but... That bullet hit him in the lower part of spine... Non of us noticed that until Trishka took us on board... Doc couldn't move his legs, he pissed and shited himself without any control and the strongest painkillers couldn't help... After a few days of trip we reached Inc's planet. The same guy who helped me with my arm. Inc said that he will help him and knows the way how to give him control over his legs... I guess he will you the same technology he used in my new arm... But Doc won't be able to do anything for 2 weeks at least and we had no time to waste. The Meeting will be next week in a secret base a long way from here. At least 5 days away. We had to leave Doc there and let Inc to do his job. Now we're about 3 days away from our destination. Maybe we still have a week but we have only ONE chance we can't waste
Big K signing off.

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