Breaching The Brightfrost
As the Brightfrost Space Elevator begins lifting its first cargo toward low-earth-orbit (LEO), a changing of the guard begins. The corporation behind Brightfrost has replaced their security contractor. Tesla Arms sees its chance to eliminate the only space elevator not reliant upon Tesla Energy parts and Tesla Computing services. As the last of the old security guards is locked out of the Brightfrost compound, the Tesla Arms team makes its move.
How does the team sneak into the most heavily defended compound in the world which has repulsed dozens of other attempts over the years?
A raid time from Tesla Arms is sneaking through the Amazon rainforest outside the port city of Macapa, Brazil to the security perimeter of the Brightfrost Elevator. Guard drones patrol the kill-zone from the clearing edge to the electrified fence and then inside to the ground control buildings, power plant, worker quarters, and the elevator.
Anthony “Lucky” Borgia, demolitions expert
Deo Pereira, cybernetically enhanced electricity mage
Reveal of Thoughts
He’s thinking: this may turn out to be the biggest fiasco in the history of industrial raids. Come on; the plan is to blast the tower with a lightning bolt, right out of those computer games about wizards and such? O.k., there IS a bit of magic in the world. But nothing like THAT. (The pay, however, is VERY good — even if they fail.)
Deo is resists the urge to scratch at implant sites. The cybernetic amplification coils under his skin still hurt. Sure, they boost his control over magnetics and electricity — at the cost of everything else. And yeah, he could barely light a candle before, although he could make water ripple. Now, he was rich and in pain. Some trade-off. He watches the killer drones walking and flying about the kill zone. With the first strike the alarms would go off … wouldn’t they? Surely someone would notice drones shutting down. Right? This was going to go badly … from the start.
Tony scans the fence, watching the drones go by.
“Time to blow the drones?”
Deo nods, “Let’s do this.”
The guards in the strike team keep a wary eye on the fence, under the cover of some low bushes with assault rifles trained on the drones, just in case: backup measure.
Deo hesitates, then starts his spell. He has done this spell on every type of drone in the Tesla Arms arsenal, but these …. they are unfamiliar.
“Just go for the maximum blackout,” he tells himself.
He draws upon the extra batteries dragged along for just this purpose. He feels the spell and releases it into the compound. For a moment, electricity flows backwards into the generators and batteries. Connectors melt, terminals crack, and the near side of the compound goes dark.
Edgar (strike team guard) gives a low whistle.
Tony asks, “How long before they notice the drones are out?”
Deo shrugs. “I… I don’t know. The spell took out more than it should have. They might think it is a generator failure.”
“Let’s get going while the cameras are still out.”
He shifts his pack to a more comfortable position as he thinks, “All well and good for electronics.” He’s worried about blowing the tower, though: the data wasn’t certain enough to know exactly where to place the charges, so they’re big ones. And the tower might not collapse in on itself the way it’s supposed to. Still, even if it doesn’t, just severing the lower, anchor, section from the rest will unbalance the thing, and centrifugal force should cause the upper bit to drift away uselessly….
Deo grins and nods. He picks up his replacement pack. … Depending upon the circuitry use, it is possible the silicon chips were warped or cracked too. But he had no way to tell until electricity tried to flow through them again.
He jumps as the flying drones drop to the ground with resounding thuds.
Just keep the power out, he tells himself over and over again. That is your sole job here. No power, no death.