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nation to prevent further decay.
That way inquisitive station controllers couldn't tell the status of the
crew. Colonial army death rates were classified documents.
Haruka Ayase had just reported the discrepancy when the two men walked uninvited into
the cubicle behind her.
"How long until the Sulaco arrives?", an Authoritive voice asked.
Haruka Ayase turned to inspect the newcomers. Two men in neatly pressed suits
disdainfully regarded her, a little like how scientist examines an insect,
she felt.
"Thirty minutes.... Do you have permission to be here? This is a restricted
area."
"We're with Company administration. Is that enough for you?"
The second newcomer strode over to inspect the Electronic report.
"Eleven missing, nothing on the condition of the rest."
The first intruder thought that over, then came to a decision.
"Bring that ship to a halt 10 kilometers away. Do not, I repeat, do not,
allow a boarding party to enter it, and open a communication line."
"This is highly irregular, can I ask why?", Haruka Ayase replied.
"Official company business. If it concerns you, you'll find out about it.
Now... would you two Ladies step outside for a minute, please?"
"Sir, It's a major breach of regs to leave ship control unattend....
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