We reached the rendezvous point which turned out to be a military outpost floating amongst an asteroid field.
We were almost immediately intercepted by a small patrol fleet of military ships consisting of a Corvette and three Fighters which surrounded us immediately.
A hail came from the Corvette, the screen popping up to show a woman dressed in a sharp military officer's uniform.
"Merc, you are in restricted UTSN space right now. What is your purpose here?"
I was prepared for this since I was already briefed on what would happen here and what I needed to do.
"Hello. We're contracted Mercs that were called by logistics officer Dylan Morath, here to accept a job for the UTSN."
The woman doesn't even look surprised by my answer like this was something she had dealt with before as she looked to the side, "Logistics officer Morath was it? Hold on a moment."
