In less than an hour, the kuat-class arrived at a planet in the Zanbar System, where it landed smoothly. After removing their hoods, the individuals were escorted into another room that resembled a research lab.
Although this wasn't a research institute, it was closely related to one. The research institute was merely a subordinate department; this was the training ground for Ghost Agents!
The modified stealth combat suits could not be mass-produced to equip an entire army. At most, they could form special forces composed of multiple small teams, because the most crucial component was the amulet that Granta refined to conceal The Force, which required a significant amount of time to craft.
Most of those selected were agents specially trained by the Clone Granta, but none of them possessed The Force. So Granta thought that these individuals could serve as special operatives for the Ghost Agents.
The individuals were separated into their respective rooms, with Granta standing at the door.
"From now on, for Mandalore, you will give your all. You will all be colleagues. Remember your identity; you will all be Ghost Agents. You will be a sharp blade for us to penetrate deep into enemy territory. If you understand, the surgery can begin."
As Granta gave the order, several individuals who hadn't yet understood the situation were sedated by the medical robots waiting in the rooms and immediately fell unconscious, without even resisting.
Soon, the surgeries for the four individuals began. The medical robots quickly started implanting mechanical implants into their bodies. However, even this wasn't entirely reliable. What if there was a malfunction or if someone removed them?
Of course, Granta used his psionic abilities to make subtle changes to their minds, such as a subconscious alteration to ensure loyalty to Granta. While difficult, it was not problematic for Granta, who could now control millions of mechanical swarm.
During the surgery, Granta left the research lab and went to the training base outside. Hundreds of Clone Granta were undergoing training, alongside hundreds of individuals from Death Watch or Security Companies who were most suitable for Ghost Agents training.
All these individuals combined formed a three-hundred-strong Ghost Agents team. Each person possessed extremely strong individual combat capabilities, excelling in team operations, infiltration work, and more. What needed to be done now was to train the individuals still undergoing surgery to become such Ghost Agents and continue their operations.
It's important to remember that sometimes one excellent agent can be worth more than a direct victory, as intelligence is always paramount.
An hour later, all four individuals had completed their surgeries and mechanical implants. The four came out to see Granta.
"Duke Granta, please give your command!"
The four knelt beside Granta. Although they still had their own consciousness, their minds had been partially modified. To Granta, they would be the most loyal hounds.
Granta pointed at Granta Omega, the most valuable among them, and said,
"Granta, just continue your mission, but remember not to harm Obi-Wan and Anakin. Also, start shorting the company's assets and let Vadir begin to take control of your company. This is your mission."
"As for the rest of you, first send a signal of safety to your original masters. After completing your Ghost Agents training here, return and continue your Infiltrate, understood?" Granta looked at the remaining three and gave them their instructions, as there wasn't much need for them at the moment.
"Understood!" The four stood up and began to carry out Granta's orders.
Granta boarded the kuat-class and returned to Vadir to begin his mission.
Granta also had his own tasks, such as searching for information about the Yuuzhan Vong, just as Zeta had done before. After all, this was indeed a huge threat, and who knew when they would arrive in the current Galaxy.
Returning to Mandalore, Granta spent his days in the archives, but the archives were simply too vast, with too much material. Many documents were even of unknown dates, making the search quite difficult even with the assistance of multiple robots.
During these days, Satine would come to check on the situation whenever she had time, but Granta did not tell his Cousin about the current situation. After all, no one knew if the Yuuzhan Vong would truly arrive in the Galaxy within a dozen years, or if they truly existed. He knew that Star Wars was divided into Legends and Canon, but it seemed his version was a hybrid.
Finally, a historical record about the Mandalorian Neo-Crusaders documented a strange biological asteroid spacecraft they had encountered while chasing pirates. Its attacks could even melt Mandalorian armor, a phenomenon unseen anywhere in the Galaxy at the time. The ship they were chasing eventually headed into Wild Space.
The Commander at the time, Canderous Ordo, pursued relentlessly, but his probes could only reach the edge of the then-Galaxy, and he believed that ship was heading to its doom.
"This is it!" Granta shouted out loud.
Satine, who was just arriving, heard Granta's shout and stepped forward to ask,
"What did you find? You've been holed up in the archives for days." Satine didn't understand why he was so excited.
"It's this, Cousin! This is the evidence of the previous invasion by an extraterrestrial civilization. Since this is the case, they should be arriving soon!" Granta said happily. This was undeniable evidence, and with it, he could convince more people.
Satine took the document from Granta's hand, read the contemporary records, and found that it was indeed true.
"So you're hoping they come?"
"No, Cousin. This proves that we must develop more armies. This is not something that can be resolved peacefully. In my understanding and the Prophecy, they will sweep across the entire Galaxy!"
"So, in the end, it's still about armies and armaments?" Satine hadn't expected Granta to be thinking about this.
"Exactly!"
"If it's something like this, why didn't you just tell me? Why did you keep searching for such elusive evidence? Do you think I'm such a stubborn old woman in your heart?"
"I'm just afraid..."
"There's nothing to be afraid of, Granta. You need to know that everything we do is for Mandalore. Whichever ideology suits Mandalore, I will adapt to it. I am no longer the sixteen-year-old child who only knew peace. I can see what the current Galaxy is like; peace is disappearing."
"So, Cousin, you agree?"
"No, I don't agree, because the Republic is still watching like a tiger, and besides, haven't the police forces already been semi-militarized and expanded? You're even secretly building new battleships in the shipyards. I know all of this. This is Mandalore, and I am its Duchess."
"Cousin is mighty, so can we increase them even more?"
"I will make arrangements. For the people of Mandalore, I don't mind trampling on my own peace..
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