Revenge With A Side of Power Armor

Gunji-jō station floated in space, looking more like a flat disk than anything else. Concentric rings of habs, docks, labs, and manufacturing, contracted toward the center like an iris, with a massive office complex at the middle. Spokes of magnetic elevators speared through the rings at hour-marks, like a clock, but only the twelve-o’clock elevator stretched from the outer ring all the way to the center. A gap of black space divided the core rings from the middle living habs, and another gap separated the living space from the outer docks, manufacturing, and shipping logistics.

The station had grown since Tomatsu had last been here. There were now a second and third layer of habs in the center rings, which meant the population was nearly triple. There were at least four new outer rings, making the station even larger and expanding manufacturing capacity.

Few lights glittered along the edges. Gunji-jō wasn’t a secret installation, but they also weren’t open to the public. The station hovered at the L-3 gravity well of this star system and its only planet, a gas giant of pale yellow.

The giant was rich in sulfur and metallic hydrogen, and was the subject of long-term study as well as fuel harvesting for the GSA. Gunji-jō took advantage of shipping routes to and from the various scientific stations established in orbit, but being on the opposite side of the sun gave them both electromagnetic and visual privacy.

The perfect place for a GSA manufacturing contractor to hide an illegal weapons-dealing side gig.