I. F H“Now that just sus”, Tankerman said.“Can we go to the Cap's funeral?” Wolff asked.“As long as the doctors give you the thumbs-up, I guess. You're bound to be<strong>of</strong>f the company for the next two months at least, anyway, and I guess most <strong>of</strong> thesquads will go there too — unless something really weird happens. He be buriedin the aid Plateau Colony in Mars in two weeks.” Daleworth sighed. “I guess Icould make the arrangements for you. I'll let you know how it works out.”“Uh… so, who's going to be our new captain?” Tankerman asked.“Don't know yet. I'm supposed to see Major Plaerman about that in a fewdays.”February 6, 2632, 13:31 UTC“Sir, I knew this was probably full well within the Corps's rights, but I still mustprotest this, sir”, Daleworth said. “I have my rights to shore leave, and it was dulyneeded, sir. I could get a psyologist's statement to that effect if it came to that,sir, but I know you are a reasonable man, sir.”Major William Plaerman — “Flat Earth Major”, as many called him, due tothe fact that he was clearly <strong>of</strong>f in his own worlds, though admiedly only in thestrictest physical sense — confused most people who ventured in his <strong>of</strong>fice. edark-haired <strong>of</strong>ficer that was seemingly rectangular in almost every conceivablefashion — perhaps his maker had used Leonardo da Vinci's drawings as blueprintsand had f<strong>org</strong>oen to remove all those Golden Ratio rectangles — had a good deskand a comfortable air, whi obviously meant he enjoyed the <strong>of</strong>fice far toomu. But the walls <strong>of</strong> the room were covered with large display screens andhis holographic computer display, hovering above the table, was simply huge,covering almost every direction the major looked at from his air; he definitelywas one <strong>of</strong> the few Space Marine Corps commanders who could actually leada bale on the far reaes <strong>of</strong> the Solar System from his comfortable seat baon Earth with great competence, and not get grumblings from the rank and file.He was, at the same time, a competent Space Marine <strong>of</strong>ficer who had lead manycompanies <strong>of</strong> the starship Mannerheim in several glorious bales, while neverreally leaving his <strong>of</strong>fice ba in Earth. And now, he was known to be jumpingaround the world, too. It seemed to the people under him that as long as he couldlink up somehow to the companies on the field, there was no reason for anyoneto worry: he was the kind <strong>of</strong> a commander that could lead a glorious, successful,no-casualties assault from the shower if the need was great enough.Plaerman smiled; he was not a man who was known for big and cordialsmiles, but those who knew him, knew the smallest smile was a good sign <strong>of</strong>things to come. “I know, lieutenant, and your complaint is very understandable.
If the situation allowed it at all, I'm sure I could persuade the Colonel to give you— and everyone else in the company — a few more days <strong>of</strong> rest while we find allpersonnel to fill the slots. But we don't have the luxury <strong>of</strong> time, and we need tosend a fully paed platoon up to the orbit, as soon as we get them there. WithCaptain Bluebrook dead, the ain <strong>of</strong> command is rather sparse. For the timebeing, you report directly to me.”“Whatever you say, sir”, Daleworth said, genuinely full <strong>of</strong> vigour, but worriedthat in light <strong>of</strong> what she said, that might not have been quite enough to convincethe Mayor <strong>of</strong> that fact. “I'm ready.”“And don't worry about rest and relaxation, lieutenant — I believe your missionfor the next day or two will not be particularly allenging. Or it could. ButI know you enjoy missions that could go either way.”“I think I do, sir.” Daleworth decided to keep her own thoughts out <strong>of</strong> this; themajor was right, <strong>of</strong> course, but she also knew that there were the kind <strong>of</strong> missionsthat could go either way that she liked, and then there were the kind <strong>of</strong> missionsthat could go either way that everyone else assumed she liked. She liked missionsthat had some sort <strong>of</strong> room for planning <strong>of</strong> different outcomes, not a missionwhere things were either terribly dull or an incoherent mess <strong>of</strong> a bloodbath.“Your mission is to pi up a civilian contractor, and escort him to the NAFLC.From there, you'll head to investigate a space station with your platoon — reinforcementswill be waiting in the laun complex — and a science team.”Daleworth blinked. “Investigate whi space station, and what for, sir?”“A blind yellow, as the Sword Bea guys said. A mystery scanner contact.I wish I knew more than that, lieutenant. is could be some sort <strong>of</strong> a Plannerploy. Or, surprisingly, it could be something else entirely. But the science team isthere in case it really is something else entirely…”II Friend or Foe?February 6, 2632, 09:42 UTCA <strong>of</strong> an underground military complex —whi is to say, a bunker — near Cresserons, France. e soldiers whostaffed were always a lile bit amazed how their outpost, <strong>of</strong>ficially the“Sword Bea Orbital Intelligence Centre”, was so cramped that even a single, notparticularly loud alarm bell and a loudspeaker could be easily heard in the entirebunker. With a grandiose name like that, common sense suggested that maybe afew more were required.But an alarm like this was nothing to joke about. e personnel twited a bitat the sudden loud noise, and looked at the new information on their screens.
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