We infiltrated the shore after midnight. Our contact, Marta, shined the directed infrared beacon once on the agreed upon microsecond. It was at the correct bandwidth signifying the all clear. Wading ashore, we were hurried to three off-road wheeled vehicles. Repulsor craft and most other complicated machinery barely work on this planet under ideal conditions and hardly at all in the mountainous regions. This is in our favor.
Driving to the ranch took four hours. Our driver, Joaquin, drove into a ditch upon learning who I was. It seems the RNAists did a good job on hiding my telltale bone structure. This delayed us an hour. I told the others to go on ahead while looking out for patrols.
We exchanged a series of one-time pads for secure communication, two messages for her to send, and Marta then left for the city. She assured us that that it would be no trouble to send along the other professionals and indiginies. She would also send more credit keys so the guerrilla can buy supplies while when we get close to villages. Javier and Paco’s teams will follow in the coming days on the 12th and the 15th with luck. I look forward to my longtime friends joining us at the training camp. This will nearly triple our guerrilla’s size from 22 to 57.
Upon arrival at the ranch house, I gave a brief speech congratulating the indigenous people for taking action and allowing us to join them, even though we are from different planets. Then I laid out my plans for guerrilla training and overall strategy. Many seem eager though most are untried. I asked the group who the hunters were so that Teodoro could begin their training as scouts.
My good friend Manuel is already training the men. It is good to see my revolutionary comrade and second in command again. It has been two months for me in C-plus relativistic transit but nearly a year for him in local time.
I am hoping to repeat my previous successes on Simmons and Daniel’s World.