"Ja, Herr Doctor... It is just about time"
"Very good, Mein Fuhrer."
Dr. Reigens had not slept much the past few weeks. Since the Grail.OS machine intelligence had turned on, it was around-the-clock work to stabilize the computers, un-corrupt databanks, and clean up loose bugs in the software. He couldn't get them all. There were crashes of the mainframe that turned Grail's memory off for short periods of time, reboots of partial systems leaving the computer in "agony" (The screaming was so bad half the speakers blew out in the complex), and despite his best efforts, the SSTV beacon would not shut off, blindly transmitting to a blank spot in space, wasting energy and computing power. But the good Doctor had been able to load enough of 22nd century Kerbin's history and politics into the computer to speed Mr. Grail back up on the current events in the world - at least after 2201. He wasn't told the Zokesians were their enemies now, and that their nation they defended had betrayed them. But it did learn the Kafricans were nation buillding and Aontas was stepping on prime Kafrican soil, and the issue of the Svarskian rebels was a thorn in the side of any future plans.
"Prepare the Stahl Sieg divisions. We strike at dawn. A large force will sweep the Kafricans from Svarskia and then we will crush the Tekkians before they can react."
"The plans are in motion as we speak. I am going to get some sleep. I have loaded in some Zokesian pictures from 2289 for you to watch while I'm gone."
"Farewell, Doctor."
Reichsmarshall Albert Gott stood at the desk of the Reichschancellory in Faucks, looking at the orders he had gotten. He was pleased, uncharacteristic of someone in the SS taking orders from a superior, but in this case, the superior was vastly more intelligent than he had ever hoped. It was as if it knew what the Aontans and Kafricans would do next. With this plan, he could not possibly lose. Estimates for troop counts, unit locations, and stockpiles were calculated with precisions unheard of. It was a 97.215835% probability they would succeed if they adhered to the plan. He signed the document at the bottom of the page, making the orders legal, and distributed them to the four Generals he had assembled around him.
It was time to take what was always theirs.
