Confederation of the Neo-Heretical Subnets
Sigurd's Cradle, Decoris System, Sanctum
The time has come, agreed the Primarus entity. After the most recent meeting with Harbinger via the MRQED, the promised allies would soon arrive, and Sanctum was not yet made fully ready. There still remained a number of organics on the other side of the planet, along the equatorial band. If the allies were to rebuild their once mighty forces (as few remained), Sanctum must truly be just that, a safe harbour. Organics had no place on this harbour for those who aid the Old Machines.
So it began, not with a hail of rifle fire, but the thrumming of the transports that would bring about the true safety of Sanctum. Two infantry divisions and one armoured division loaded onto the transports docked at Sanctum's spaceport, and lifted off, just after midnight, when the organics took their recharging cycle, and were certain to be in a powered-down state.
After two hours of flight, they were landed, unloaded, and ready; the armoured division would strike from the northern plains, one infantry division to strike from the western mountains, and the remaining division from the southeast of the colony. When in place, and all divisions reported full readiness, Primarus gave the order.
With all divisions acting as one mind and one force, they advanced upon the colony. The organics could offer little in the way of resistance, their sentries eliminated in unison, and despite several organics being awoken by the shots, they could not arouse enough of the colony in time.
The organic colony burned.
75,000 platforms and 240 heavy vehicles would give even seasoned troops pause, but these untrained organics with barely-functional pistols and a handful of shotguns couldn't even buy time for others to escape, and the few who ran rather than fought had nowhere to go, as the Geth had every direction covered, be it by tank or platform. Several of the humans actually managed to destroy a few platforms before succumbing to the fire of the platforms as they efficiently cleared the village. One rather persistent one destroyed half a dozen platforms before a platform from the division attacking from the west shut him down with a rather well-placed rifle round to the forehead. That organic was actually buried, a strong foe.
Within several hours of the command being given, the organic presence on Sanctum, oblivious to the Geth on the other side of the planet, had finally been wiped out, the only life remaining being the natural fauna, or the metallic sheen of the Confederation, and its numerous platforms, and server hubs.
Several Days Later...
The day the Collectors returned was a rather normal one for most Geth; work simply continued on the construction of the fleet, with the platforms deployed, patrolling the main Geth compounds and manufacturing plants across the northern continent, although Primarus knew this was to be a rather fortuitous day; the day the reinforcements promised by Harbinger were to arrive.
And arrive, they did.
Sanctum's long-range sensor stations, able to detect the near-overwhelming presence of distortions caused by the Hyperdreadnought's drop from FTL caused several alarms to be raised, and an alert to be issued, as was protocol, however, after Primarus transmitted the all-clear code mere seconds after, all was returned to normal, with the Geth continuing their work, as Primarus sent a message to the Collectors via one of Sanctum's long range transmitters.
"Welcome, allies.
Long has the Confederation been waiting for this day, but now it has come, a sign from our Harbinger of what is to come, one of the Old Machines. Sanctum has been made ready, the southern continent ideal for what we have been told you require. There are no threats on Sanctum, expand as you see necessary, and fit. We have a means of contacting Harbinger, and receive orders directly from the Old Machine.
We await your arrival on Sanctum. May we all serve the Old Machines well."
Later that day
Primarus had downloaded into its personal platform, and entered into the MRQED room to call the Old Machine. Primarus had thought of an opportunity, that while costly, may bring quite the advantage.
"Old Machine,
I bring a proposal.
Several organic months ago, as you are aware, the base used by the Collectors through the modified Relay in the Omega Nebula was breached, and captured by Cerberus, a human organization. To put it bluntly, we wish to retrieve it, and again secure it for use by you, and those who support you.
The organics have had months now to research the base and gain knowledge from what was contained, and the longer they hold it, the more power they could gain, potentially giving rise to unnecessary risk. If we were to recapture it, that would obviously block their gaining of the information contained within.
To make this plan effective, we would require aid. If you could create a new code for the Relay, that would lock out whomever possessed a copy of the code, guaranteeing no reinforcements for whomever was on the Base, most likely Cerberus. Barring that, if you in someway can know the location of every instance of the IFF code, we can delete them, granting us sole access.
We wish to ensure your superiority, and for your return to be an easy one. This would.. smooth things over, we believe."