# (decoded with TMPL 131) Description: 'As soon as all of the precious technology is loaded on to your ship, you cut your link to the other vessel, letting it drift away into space. Your executive officer offers some advice: ÒCaptain, letÕs take these parts to . They have both the need for these parts and the technology and facilities to assemble them.Ó It sounds tempting - however, your conscience tells you to abort the mission to try to score points with the Confeds...'