Koyama removed her hand at the attempted comforting of Benna to allow the resident medic to perform her function. At the journal, she picked it up, flipping past the cover and began going through the written entries with all the speed one could expect of a Nekovalkyrja with their digital minds. To Thaddaeus, she merely ignored. Although the CORRECT term was Hime, and not 'Princess' an error on her part as well as his own. With a mental sniff at the self-admonishment, and a reminder of her ambitions she continued to speed read. With each word, diagram and sketch of charts made, the XO of the Resurgence committed it all to memory. And from that, transmitted it to her bracelet and then finally to the shuttle's onboard computer array to be sent up to the Resurgence for Aoba's review when convenient.
"I find the lack of Rikugun presence disturbing... however that is to be expected if they've begun guerilla-style warfare," she said aloud while continuing to flip through the journal.
"If any of the present legion have remained active, Star Army supplies may have begun to become stretched even with the H-Bunkers depending on population size. They were not usually stocked with state-of-the-art weapons systems and more for resistance. However, typical caches consisted of simple rifles... those Chiharu awful Mass Production Pistols and perhaps a vehicle or two with ration supplies, generators and tool kits. Unless the planetary governor and local forces upgraded the caches to more current standards."
Closing the book, Koyama placed it in her lap with a thoughtful look. "They are well hidden. Several meters underground at the very least. And most covered in salvaged Zesuaium plating for additional protection beyond the rebar reinforced concrete. It would serve well against bombardment but also act in the secondary function of assisting in remaining hidden from EM-based sensors. The downside? Zesuaium is incredibly dense beyond that of even Nepleslian made Nerimium and could theoretically show up on mass-detection scans if they were performing such in-depth sweeps with a sizeable return. Geological scans however may simply show the concrete as dense sand and gravel deposits. And on this planet there is no lack of sand."
With a raised hand she continued before anyone said anything else: "But this also serves to assist us as well in locating them beyond our detailed maps. We know exactly what to look for. I can also crack the encryptions on the bunker access and computer systems if needed."
On her feet then, the small Neko tapped Sanda on the shoulder, as silent as ever, and held out the journal with a nod. It seemed the furry-eared female had found some of it rather interesting and wanted to pass it on.
With a glance over her shoulder to Benna, she offered that same small smile, "We will have you shipboard as soon as we are able, Benna-chui. For now rest easy. You're amongst friends again. And then we will take you home." with a half-turn, the book still held out to Sanda, she looked to the pink-haired medic.
"How is she doing, Poppy-hei?"