343 Mixed Regiment

Over the course of the next week, thousands of new arrivals came to Terminus, bringing with them lively attitudes, and bright colors that even in their Reaver garb weren't usually associated with the sensible Pilots of the Terminus Trading Company.

They had somehow managed to fill every vacancy that they had advertised, as well as most of the ones that they hadn't spoken of openly, filling out the shift managers and quality control positions for their onboard Mecha Manufacturing plant.

It wouldn't turn out all that many Mecha, at best twenty a day, but the stockpile of rare materials that were needed was also limited, so it worked out well in the end. They would take the time to visit a few asteroid fields along the way and build up their stockpiles again, but for now, they could rest assured that they had the capacity to fulfill all but the most extreme of orders.