And they have that much power to spare, Meredith mused out loud.
More importantly, wheres it coming from? Kelven said. Durringham had thirty-five fusion generators in the dumpers, and three smaller units in the navy office. Their entire power output didnt add up to more than twenty megawatts.
Interesting point, Commander. You think there has been a massive landing operation since you left?
Shipping generators in would be the logical answer.
But?
I dont believe it. The amount of organization necessary to set it up would be incredible, not to mention the number of starships involved. And you saw the flek of Jacqueline Couteur, she can summon up energy from nowhere.
The admiral gave him a dubious stare. There is a difference between flinging fireballs and this. His hand waved expansively at one of the big bridge holoscreens showing the planet.
A difference of scale, sir. There are twenty million people on Lalonde.
Meredith didnt like either alternative. Both implied forces immeasurably superior to that available to his squadron. Probably superior to the whole damn navy, he thought in apprehension. Hinnels? Give me an evaluation. Is it safe to move the squadron closer?
Given the capability the invaders are demonstrating, Id say its not safe even being here, Admiral. Moving into low orbit will obviously increase the risk, but by how much I wouldnt like to say.
Thank you, Meredith said acidly. He knew he shouldnt take out his anxiety on the crew. But damn, that red cloud was unnerving. The size of it.
Very well, we shall attempt to accomplish the First Admirals orders and halt any use of force by Smiths starships, with the proviso that at the first sign of aggression from the invaders we withdraw at once. Im not committing the squadron to fight that ... whatever it is. He was aware of the relieved looks flashing round the bridge, and diplomatically ignored them. Lieutenant Kanuik, have you completed a status review of the mercenary ships?
Yes, sir.
Meredith datavised the computer for a tactical situation display. The mercenary starships seemed to be in considerable disarray, with three under power, heading out of orbit. Probably running for a jump coordinate. Small VTOL spaceplanes were docked to five of the blackhawks. The Adamist craft left in orbit all had their hangar doors open. Another two spaceplanes were rising up from the planet. He cursed silently. They must have landed their scout teams already.
One of the Adamist starships was venting heavily, a grey jet of atmospheric gas shooting out of the hull. Its ion thrusters glowed bright blue to compensate the wayward thrust.
He saw a blackhawks purple vector line begin to curl up like a corkscrew. Long-range optical sensors showed him the bitek starship tumbling and twisting hectically.
Sir!
He cancelled the datavise. Lieutenant Rhoecus, his staff voidhawk coordination officer, was wincing. One of the blackhawks, its ... The Edenist puffed his cheeks out and jerked up from his acceleration couch as though someone had thumped him in the belly. Its captain is being attacked ... tortured. There are voices. Singing. The blackhawks frightened. He closed his eyes, teeth gritted. They want the captain.
Who does?
Rhoecus shook his head. I dont know. Its fading. I had the impression of thousands speaking to the captain. It was almost like a habitat multiplicity.
Signal from the Gemal , Admiral, a communications rating said. Terrance Smith wants to talk to you.
Does he now? Put him on.
Meredith looked into his consoles AV projection pillar, seeing an exceptionally handsome man with perfectly arranged black hair. Corporate clone, the Admiral thought. Although the usual smooth flair of competence endemic to the type was in danger of crumbling. Terrance Smith looked like a man under a great deal of pressure.
Mr Smith, I am Admiral Saldana, commander of this squadron; and under the authority invested in me by the Confederation Assembly I am now ordering you to suspend your military operation against Lalonde. Recall all your personnel from the planetary surface and do not attempt to engage the invaders forces. I also require you to hand over all combat wasps and nuclear devices to the navy. The starships currently under your command are free to leave this system once they have complied with my instructions, except for the Lady Macbeth , which is now under arrest. Do you understand?
Theyre up here.
Pardon me?
Terrance Smiths eyes flicked to one side, glancing at someone out of pick-up range. Admiral, the invaders are up here. They came up in the spaceplanes that took my scout teams down. Theyre sequestrating my crews.
Meredith took a second to compose himself. Four minutes into the mission, and already it was catastrophe. Which crews? Which starships? He suddenly looked across the bridge at Lieutenant Rhoecus. Is that what was happening to the blackhawk captain? Sequestration?
It could be, yes, the startled Edenist replied.
I want two voidhawks on that blackhawk, now. Restrain it, I dont want it to leave this system. They are authorized to engage it with combat wasps if it resists. Deploy the remaining voidhawks to prevent any of the Adamist starships from leaving. Commander Kroeber.
Sir?
Squadron to move in now. Full interception duties, I want those starships neutralized. Alert the marine squads, have them stand by for boarding and securement.
Aye, aye, sir.
He turned back to the AV pillar. Mr Smith.
Yes, Admiral?
Which ships have been taken over?
I dont know for certain. The only ones which havent sent spaceplanes down to the surface are the Gemal , the Lythral , the Nicol , and the Inula . But the Cyanea s spaceplane never made it back.
Admiral, Kelven interjected.
Yes, Commander?
We dont know the Gemal didnt send a spaceplane down. There is no visible evidence of sequestration, certainly not over a communication channel.
Gravity returned to the Arikara s bridge as the fusion drive came on, building swiftly. The Admiral squirmed his shoulders, trying to get completely comfortable before the high gees squashed him. Point taken, Commander Solanki, thank you. Commander Kroeber, all starships are to be intercepted, no exceptions.
Aye, aye, sir.
Meredith checked the tactical situation display again. There was only one spaceplane which hadnt rendezvoused with its parent starship now. And tell that spaceplane to remain where it is. It is not to dock. Solanki, start working out how we are going to restrain any starship crew-members that have been sequestrated.
Sir, if this sequestration produces the same energy-control ability in the crews that it has in Jacqueline Couteur, I recommend the marines arent sent into the ships at all.
Ill bear that in mind. However, we will certainly have to make at least one attempt.
Admiral, Lieutenant Rhoecus called through gritted teeth. Another blackhawk captain is being sequestrated.
Acknowledged, Lieutenant. Meredith reviewed the tactical display again, observing the blackhawks crazed course, a moth caught in a tornado. Send a voidhawk to intercept, full interdiction authority. That was a third of his voidhawk force committed already. He needed the rest to contain the Adamist starships. If any more blackhawks were taken over he would have to order a combat wasp launch. They would probably fight back.
With his options diminishing before his eyes, Meredith let out a pained hiss of breath as the Arikara accelerated past six gees. Sensors reported another mercenary starships fusion drive igniting.