Sprig thought, and said, “What will we become if we take that path?”
“Survivors, my love; survivors.”
“Manny, what’s happening at Brayent?”
“We are waiting to see if the Keepers Fleet parks in orbit to launch landing craft. So far they have destroyed the entire population, and they may not stop long enough for us to attack. Jake jumped the remaining Brayent warships out of the system so we’re hoping they follow normal doctrine, Valerie.”
Valerie hesitated but then asked, “How are our ships reacting to Jake giving orders?”
“The Red Warriors and transport crews that moved the colonists away from the Keepers’’ planet have been contacted by huge numbers of our military and told about the fighting powers of the White Demon. That information has a way of traveling fast in our navy, and there is a huge amount of curiosity about how he was able to do the things he accomplished. The word has also leaked out that he is the psychic savior of the Realm that the Queen has foretold.”
“White Demon?”
“The Red Warriors that fought with him against the Keepers’ garrison were amazed at the damage he caused to the Keepers; they say he fought like a demon. Some of their recordings of his bravery have been released to the fleet, and the numbers that have viewed them is staggering. Trust me, Valerie, his actions have earned him more respect than anything we could ever say.”
“How are the colonists?”
“Their happiness makes all the risks we took worth it. We need to remember why we fight, and they are a great example. They are in another universe on a planet of humans that are caring for them.”
“Thank you for accepting your new role, Uncle. I know the Navy is excited to be working for you.”
Manny nodded and Valerie ended the connection. She leaned back in her chair and missed Jake. She closed her eyes and saw Junior just outside the Brayent ships in another galaxy and wondered how he was going to turn things around. She wanted to be with him but he was right, the Realm was almost in a panic. She thought about it and decided to return to Ross and the Castle. The Realm needed the reassurance that the Queen was not running scared. If the Keepers Fleet showed up she would teleport away, but for now it was time to be the Queen. Her eighteenth birthday was three weeks away; she hoped Jake would be there to celebrate with her.
“Director, those ships have jumped away.”
“Where did they go?”
“They are no longer in this galaxy. We will need to leave the planet for a better scan. Are you planning to collect food stores?”
“I wasn’t, but the uncertainty of finding another planet to attack soon leads me to lean in that direction. Is there enough left to collect?”
“We will arrive at a medium city in one third interval with the required numbers. It is the only one remaining with population enough to meet our needs.”
The Director knew that if he didn’t take the stores from a densely population area, the landing craft would have to touch down over wide areas to gather enough stores. “Issue the orders to modulate the beams over that city.”
“Orders issued, Director.”
The Director thought about those ships coming back, but he would have his ships’ beams pointed toward the collection point and destroy any ship that tried to interfere with the process. He looked at his navigator, “Have the next target selected.”
“I’ve narrowed it down to three choices.”
“This just in, there are bodies lying in the street at Gredna.”
“Junior, are you sure?”
“Look at your monitor; you can see some of them are still twitching. You did the right thing to move the Cainth ships out of the system. There wasn’t another city after they hit Brayent large enough to justify a landing. They should be wrapping up the beaming of the planet momentarily, then they should park in orbit.”
“Connect me with Fleet Operations.”
Manny appeared on his console, “Admiral, they have left bodies in Gredna. Have your Searchers selected their targets?”
“As soon as they park in orbit our computer will assign the ships. The Searcher will attack their assigned target and the ship immediately to the left. The computer will also download the coordinates of each firing point behind those ships. The ship’s computers will target the drives and have already gone weapons live.”
“How long between shots, Admiral?”
“We guess two seconds; however, that is truly a guess. We aren’t jumping the Searchers to the second ship until we verify the first was hit successfully.”
Jake thought about what he wanted, then decided he had to do what he thought was right, “How long between shots if we don’t wait to verify?”
Manny looked at Jake and said, “Less than a second.”
“Change the protocol, Admiral. If you wait to fire again, it’s possible one of the two ships will escape. Your program is set to make the two shots; we’ll go back to the first after the second. There are three drives to hit, and certainly one of them will be damaged in the first firing. That’s the one we’ll target after the second ship is killed.”
Manny stared at Jake and then said, “It will be done as you order.”
“Manny, I can’t give you orders.”
Manny smiled, “You and Joe are the only ones that can.” Jake’s screen went dark.
Junior announced, “The Keepers Fleet is moving into orbit above Gredna.”
Jake hit his com, “Admiral Mord, I want you to reconsider your request.”
The Angry Cainth glared at his com and said, “You made a commitment.”
“Just think about this. We are going to be forced to take this fight to their universe and I’m going to need pilots who are willing to fight their way through planetary defenses to kill their planets. You are about to attack 100,000 landing craft, with sixty Keepers on each craft, using your 3,200 ships. Those landing craft have the beams that destroyed your other ships. I will keep my commitment to you if necessary, but I thought you might want to make them pay on a much larger scale”
Mord felt the need to kill permeate his body and he knew his pilots felt the same. But the chance to kill a planet of these creatures for the death of his home cried out to him. He hit his com, “You’ve heard the offer. I long to kill these creatures, but not as much as I want to kill one of their worlds. What is your wish?”
One of the Cainth Pilots asked, “What do you intend to do with the ships on the planet?”
Jake smiled and answered, “I’m going to melt that city they land in down to the bedrock of Brayent. I’m not giving them a chance to kill or consume any others.”
“Will that harm their Landers?”
“Their Landers are made from a different material than their main ships. Oh yes, it will harm them.”
“Do you promise to give us a chance at revenge?”
“Unless they surrender to us immediately, you will have your opportunity. What is your decision?”
“Will you give us ships that can go to their universe and allow us to wage our own war?”
Jake thought a moment and liked the idea. Nothing teaches others a lesson like having their actions done to them, “I will do all I can to do exactly that, and I will give you ships that can hide from them. I will require your oath to cease fighting if we settle this conflict, and I do mean an oath you will keep.”
“Then melt the bastards.”
“Junior, give the coordinates of the Algean ship building facility and tell Sprig to start measuring these pilots for ships.”
Junior worried about turning these warriors loose uncontrolled, but then he saw the bodies still twitching in the streets of Gredna on his scans and decided if this was going to be bloody, the Keepers were behind in their payment. “Done and done.”