Command Center
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Common Metals Cost: very high (2800)
Rare Metals Cost: None
Build Time: very long
Tube Connection Required: No
Power Required: none
Size: Medium (2x3)
Workers Required: 4
Hit Points: Very High (2500)
Scientists Required: 1
Armor: Heavy
Description
The Command Center is your colony's heart and brain. Equipped with multiple Savant-series computers, communications hubs, a small power plant, and a flexible interior space that can be used for storage, governmental offices, public meetings, and even emergency shelter, it is the most self-contained of all structures and the most versatile. A Command Center is the first building constructed for any installation or colony site, and it is the last place where Colonists gather for evacuation.
Operational Notes: The Command Center distributes Workers and Scientists to structures and also generates 50 units of Power.
Tales from New Terra
"Evac Transport away! The chairman's transport is away!" Karen ran across the "pit," the circular nest of consoles that was the heart of the Command Center. Everywhere she looked, red tell-tales and warnings glowed. Somewhere in the distance another explosion boomed, and in response, another screen of indicators went from yellow to red. She tapped the young technician facing the console on the shoulder, and gestured him toward the emergency lock. Through a view port she could see another Evac Transport backing in to dock. She shooed two other techs toward the lock, and instructed one of the handful left to shut down all the Tubes leading into the Command Center. She blinked. There was really nothing left to do, nothing left to command, and the lava flows were closing in fast. A magma bomb crashed down just outside the port, narrowly missing the now-docked transport.
"That's it," she shouted. "Everybody out! Good job people; now go join your families." She paused to shut down a few more systems, before admitting to herself that it was pointless. What could be done was already done. She hesitated at the lock for one last look at the deserted Command Center, sighed, and ducked through the door into the transport, quickly dogging the hatch behind her. She thumbed her comm-link. "Let's roll!" The transport was crowded, but people ignored her. They had their own problems and traumas to deal with. She fell into a simple web-backed seat and sighed. The job wasn't done. Somewhere ahead of the convoy, a ConVec was carrying a kit to build a new CC, and the job would begin again. "It'll be over when it's over," she said to nobody in particular, and she couldn't even guess how it would end.
