Sector
2100
Planet
2101
November
19, 2052
Tarbuck
was seated in a roundtable full of NB senior officers. He looked
agitated as Owens walked into the room and took his seat.
“I've
called upon an emergency meeting to discuss the hostile actions CMD
has brought to the neighbouring sectors.” Owens spoke cooly.
“Hostile?
Mate, I'd use the word aggressive! Have you see the devastation
firsthand?” Tarbuck interrupted angrily.
“I
have...” Owens eyed Tarbuck sharply.
“Bloody
hell! Well are we going to do something?” Tarbuck flustered.
“Let
the man finish.” Wicker couldn't hold back his annoyance with the
interrupts.
“Thank
you.” Owens nodded at Wicker in appreciation.
Owens
placed his datapad onto the table and linked up to the hologram
projector. A hologram appeared on the counter of a base being
attacked.
“They've
annihilated over a dozen bases so far. It's only a matter of time
they run out of targets and aim for us.” Owens watched as the base
exploded.
“What
about the Myrmidons?” Antonopoulos suggested.
“They
are ready to fight.” Owens replied.
“I
hate to bring the bearer of bad news...but have you guys seen their
fleet? It's massive!” Stein interjected.
“I'm
well aware of that. I know I'm not Charlie and not able to pull out
new tricks like he does, but I do have a plan.” Owens tapped on his
datapad.
“VEGA
coming to help?” McClelland inquired as he rubbed his chin.
“This
is not their fight so we're counting them out. Elysium Hornets will
be joining our cause.” Owens projected another image.
“Elysium
Hornet?” Tarbuck looked at the logo projection.
“Yes.
They will come to assist if war breaks out upon NB.” Owens watched
as the logo rotate clockwise.
“Question.”
Wicker raised his hand.
“Shoot.”
Owens responded as he disconnected his datapad.
“What
are the chances they bring reinforcements?” Wicker folded his arms.
“Probable,
but we have analyzed the possibilities. We should be able to do
fine.” Owens answered.
Owens
looked around the table for any more questions and then stood up.
“Then
it's settled. Get your fleets and defences ready. Dismissed.” Owens
took his datapad and walked off.
