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Initial summary:
Intelligence suggests that target BDR-997-XRF meets all requirements for complete infiltration and subversion of the northern bunker.  However, this target is well guarded, and rarely leaves the dome.  Other potential targets have been isolated and subjected to rigorous probability analysis, but none can present a satisfactory index of mission success.  BDR-997-XRF is confirmed as primary target.

Intelligence further suggests that foodstuff staff may present the best hope for ingress into the northern dome (see supplemental material).  A range of initial subjects have been suggested, dependent upon situation at arrival.


The soldier looks around in curfew darkness, keenly observing the landscape of buildings and factories.  For once, it is quiet, with only a skeleton staff working through the night.  Most of the impure have been sent home, to conserve energy in readiness for the counteroffensive.

An inspection craft droning overhead causes the soldier to instinctively seek refuge in the shadows.  It accesses its intelligence and topographical information, skewing the old maps to match the ever-expanding city.  Nearby there is a worker who might prove... useful.

A few streets away, a patrol vehicle moves through the litter and the silence barely disturbing either.  The soldier pauses just long enough to confirm its position, and then heads for the edge of the living area.  In stark defiance of wartime regulations, an inert-gas light blinks on and off outside a shop closed for business, but the light barely pools on to the street, still less pollutes the air over the city.

The soldier approaches the door, one of countless dormitory entrances in this place.  But it is the right one - chances of success will be optimised if this person is subverted.

The first and only problem is encountered when the door-breaking device refuses to come up with the correct access code.  The soldier finds a window that hints at curtained light beyond, and taps at it.

There's a voice from within, expressing irritation and surprise.  The soldier accesses an official phraseology, dredged from an organic databank, and stands, wondering how best to deal with the coming confrontation.

The door opens a crack.  The soldier is not recognised, but is deferred to.  Although the words do not flow comfortably, his appearance speaks of authority and power.

The door opens still further.  Biocomputers assess the situation, pause for a moment, then order a strike.

An arm snakes into the residence, snapping a neck and pushing the body to the floor.

A weak link has been found and exosed.

The soldier steps over the corpse into the residential unit, and presses the control to close the door.