Jon-29 by Gary Mark Lee
“THEY NO LOVER REGISTER?!!” screamed the Commander at hearing the report for the scanner-tec, “how could you be so incompetent?!!!”
The technician hands began to tremble as he tried to ease the fury of his commanding officer, “Sir, the enemy was on screen then vanished there was also an explosion that coincides with those of a Runner”.
“Impossible” AA-1 said as he paced back and forth clanging his heavy metal foot on the floor, “we haven’t activated a Runner in over forty time periods, Weapons what is the intel on the last deployment of Runners in the area?”
The question was quickly answered, “Seven confirmed hits AA one, four terminations and one unaccounted for sir!”
The Commander mulled this over for a short time, “could a Runner sustain themselves for that long without resupplying?” he asked.
“A Runner would be at the end of their endurance but there would be a nine point one chance of survival depending on snafus”.
A nine point one chance was small but it was still a chance, now the senior officer’s pacing became more prevalent and everyone one knew that he was forming a battle plan based on the information that had come in over the past few days.
The superior officer had been created to be a leader, to give orders that would seek out and destroy the enemy and achieve victory at all costs, and the enemy was anyone or anything that wasn’t under his control. In the last few days he had found an adversary that he couldn’t account for, it moved, changed and disappeared and now there was an explosion that may or may not have originated from his own forces. Was this some new combatant, an enemy that could destroy them? He had to know.
“Set vectors for that explosion, “he ordered, then he moved behind the scanner-tec and lifting his mechanical leg he brought it down hard on the man’s head, his skull cracked like an egg and his console was drenched in blood and gore.
“Take this thing to food processing” the Commander said quietly, “and I want this station operational in quick-time!”
It was only a short time later that the huge battleship moved forward on the ordered heading.
Chapter 7.
Oasis.
The technician hands began to tremble as he tried to ease the fury of his commanding officer, “Sir, the enemy was on screen then vanished there was also an explosion that coincides with those of a Runner”.
“Impossible” AA-1 said as he paced back and forth clanging his heavy metal foot on the floor, “we haven’t activated a Runner in over forty time periods, Weapons what is the intel on the last deployment of Runners in the area?”
The question was quickly answered, “Seven confirmed hits AA one, four terminations and one unaccounted for sir!”
The Commander mulled this over for a short time, “could a Runner sustain themselves for that long without resupplying?” he asked.
“A Runner would be at the end of their endurance but there would be a nine point one chance of survival depending on snafus”.
A nine point one chance was small but it was still a chance, now the senior officer’s pacing became more prevalent and everyone one knew that he was forming a battle plan based on the information that had come in over the past few days.
The superior officer had been created to be a leader, to give orders that would seek out and destroy the enemy and achieve victory at all costs, and the enemy was anyone or anything that wasn’t under his control. In the last few days he had found an adversary that he couldn’t account for, it moved, changed and disappeared and now there was an explosion that may or may not have originated from his own forces. Was this some new combatant, an enemy that could destroy them? He had to know.
“Set vectors for that explosion, “he ordered, then he moved behind the scanner-tec and lifting his mechanical leg he brought it down hard on the man’s head, his skull cracked like an egg and his console was drenched in blood and gore.
“Take this thing to food processing” the Commander said quietly, “and I want this station operational in quick-time!”
It was only a short time later that the huge battleship moved forward on the ordered heading.
Chapter 7.
Oasis.