Ha! They have a nuclear stash on this shithole. I say we blow it to hell, and assist you in the main battle. Good?
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JT, do as I say. The main base is about to fall
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Yes sir. I start looking for shit, and find some documents labeled "mandalore Intel, JT Intel, Intel on anyone we've ever known" The hell is this? *i radio in* mandalore, we have a problem.
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Kinda busy right now JT, they figured out what's happening. All the fleets are converging here.
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Nonono. This is important. They have archives on all of our past moves, predictions on what we'll do next, information on all of our soldiers, they even mention the sol collective as allies. We're fighting a group who has had a hand in all of our battles ever. What's our next move?
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Kill em all. *the transmission ends*