"Bravo 5 to Bravo 2. Trych, do you read me?"
*static*
"Bravo 4, this is Bravo 5. Come in Tyr."
*more static*
Raezyr double checked the frequency and ensured he was using the encryption code that Trychon had given him. It all appeared to be working.
I hope this just means they haven't landed yet.
Raezyr caught a transport heading for the lower levels. An area of the planet which hadn't seen sunlight in a thousand years.
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