[Traduire]Dear teleads well stashed in your conapts, hello! Here is a video of infiltration of the mysterious traveler, see the unsuspected group of Rocket which allowed him to reach the Imperial base. Learn how after a few AN'jumps he rallied a no less mysterious city aboard an atmospheric fighter ...
But who is this traveller? Why Cell One will disappear from the galaxy?
Some answers in this story ...
Lying on the couch behind the driving compartment of an unsuspected Rocket, an unlisted passenger remembers the improbable last hours he just experienced ...
Just when he finally had completed his undercover infiltration on planet Earth. Hard work, long years of deceit and rehabilitation after so many years in deep space -in order to carry out different Sabotage and Subversion Inter-Galactic missions. In the deep of the night and sleep an implant, he had forgotten even the existence, as his space-past through Tantric-self-hypnosis, began to pulsate gently ...
Imagine the surprise! In your deepest sleep an unknown artifact start vibrating in your forehead gently, then as you do not react the pulse becomes more insistent. And suddenly you wake up by realizing that you hear a distinct voice in your head, in the left temple to be exact!
What worries you first is your sanity when you realize that this female voice keeps repeating: "Here Coil Sadaa, do you copy me?"
Coil Sadaa?!
And then the curtain falls, the keywords from the Tantric-meta-conditioning, memory flows, big shock, neurons overload ... And that migraine has still not left.
So many memories, years of struggle, many Anarkaoz kamrs as Manticoro, Mesaboo, Shurakano and the Kamars of Anubis ...
Again he had to start from zero, or almost as Anubis had already sent the Cell One to make a first contact, reactivate the network.
And the least we can say is that she has done a good job thought the passenger when reading the report that the pilot, an Amazon, gave him when boarding on planet Earth, already so distant!
The new AnuBiS network has already relay in almost all the guilds. Furthermore, the clever strategy for tracking Trades worked wonderfully! He noted that the report warned about some Saver-Trades and an Inter-Galactic situation very tense.
That's when the Amazon tells him they are approaching the Imperial base where he will be escorted by another cell.
We must act quickly to avoid being spotted by spies and mercenaries sent by slavers.
Landing, decompression chamber and here come again the Imperial Sation so particular world: the crown of the Mega Cargo drivers, the endless traders negotiations, those even most interminable of the diplomats. The killing looks exchanged between enemies forced here to a ruthless neutrality. A newbee reading the imperial missions screen causes a moment of nostalgia. Closed by an hubbub... The bar and its inevitable Kroïde, the passenger sits at the table that the Amazon had transferred the positron in its implant. He listens to gossip, laughter, murmurs ...
The return of the Emperor, the war between SET and the ELN, the rumors about non-human artifacts, new resources.
He wants to enjoy every moment because he knows he is not back in this world for long, he must act quickly, the orders are clear.
Suddenly a stranger walks to his table uttering in broken English: "Tovarich Ivan finally found, the AN captain is furious, stand up,come quickly." As she waved her right fist, she had confirmed with the left hand belonging to the network with a few discrete and coded finger movements. The traveller follow her to the AN in stand by.
After a quiet cruise and a few jump that only strengthens his headache, he finally have the

"Welcome home kamar Aktivista! "
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