by Dietmar Wehr
“I understand. I’ll inform SecDef Sorensen that her cruisers are to begin destroying FED freighters instead of capturing them. I’m sure she’ll approve of that move. I want to now switch the topic to the FED’s Oracle and Majestic initiatives. I presume you’ve read my memo?”
“Yes. If Lieutenant Murphy’s information is accurate, then I agree that we should try to duplicate that technology as fast as possible. It would help if we could get our hands on the technical specs of their Oracle prototype. I don’t suppose that’s possible though.”
Belloc smiled. “As a matter of fact, your report has just made it possible. Murphy wants us to set up a courier system using commercial shipping between Earth and a planet that’s technically still in the Federation but willing to trade with the SSU. While simple in theory, the practical details are the problem. When we were still aiming to use large freighters, it would have been difficult, not to mention suspicious looking, to assign one of those valuable ships to a regular run between Sparta and a sympathetic Federation planet. The actual volume of trade would be unlikely to warrant using a ship that size. If anyone noticed that, they’d wonder why we’d be so stupid as to waste a perfectly good freighter that way. It wouldn’t take long before the FEDs would conclude that the freighter’s main cargo was information. However, if we use a small freighter, then the trade volume relative to the ship size won’t look so suspicious. There’s also the urgency. The tech data on Oracle is on Earth now, but when they move their field operations to the Franklin system, our agent will be cut off. We have to get the courier set up before we lose contact with that agent. Being able to build smaller ships faster will help us do that.”
Shaw thought for a moment. “Picking a planet that’s still technically part of the Federation but is willing to trade with us will be tricky. We could spend years asking around until we find one that’ll co-operate. I’ll get my staff to begin work on coming up with a list of candidates. One thing though, I’ve consulted some people on Sparta who are the closest thing to computer design and manufacturing experts that we have. They tell me that having the specs on Oracle might only be the start of what we need to do. Oracle may involve a completely new concept in computer design. You know that Sparta doesn’t yet have the capability to build our own computers. We’ve always had to import them from Earth, one of many reasons to secede. Creating an internal capability can be done, but it’ll take time, and catching up to an experimental technology might take years. I just wanted you to be aware of that, Nathan.”
“We can’t let it take years, Frank. Oracle is just the foot in the door. This Majestic project of theirs is supposedly an order of magnitude more capable. If we have our own Oracle and the FEDs have Majestic, we’ll still be badly outmatched. If we can’t catch up to them on computers, then we need to investigate other force equalizers. Have your people do some brainstorming. I’ll tell SecDef to do the same thing from the military point of view.”
“Okay, Nathan. Was there anything else?” Belloc shook his head. “In that case I’ll be on my way. I’ll see you at tomorrow’s Cabinet meeting.”
When Shaw was gone, Belloc leaned back in his chair and thought about Murphy. Now that it looked as though they could actually make a courier arrangement work, somebody had to be put in charge of setting up the contact to Murphy’s partner and running the operation. Murphy couldn’t be the courier himself, but he could definitely supervise the whole operation. Belloc made a mental note to call Murphy back to his office to tell him the news.
* * *
Chenko dropped the data tablet on the desk in front of him and leaned back in his chair.
“That tablet contains the debriefing reports of the officers aboard Kursk, Commodore Stacker.” He paused as he watched the man stand at attention in front of his desk. “They paint a very disturbing but consistent picture of what happened at Sparta. I’ve also read your report, which paints a very different picture. I have to say, Stacker, that I’m astonished you would have the gall to try to blame your own incompetence on Kursk’s CO. Do you not realize that your command to abort the emergency hyper-jump, which was broadcast to every ship in the squadron, was recorded by the two ships that managed to jump away in time? Stevens attempted to do the right thing by trying to jump away when the incoming missiles were detected. There is NO military justification for staying and letting your ships get hit and damaged. None whatsoever!” He paused again.
“May I sit down, Admiral?” asked Stacker. He flinched when he saw Chenko’s face contort with rage.
“NO, you may NOT sit down. God damn you! Stacker, you’ve put me in an awkward position, and I don’t like it! If it were up to me, you’d be facing a court-martial for a variety of charges including criminal negligence causing death. The only thing stopping me is that no flag officer in Federation Navy history has ever been court-martialed for something like that. It would be a very public and sensational trial that the media would have a field day with. And because of that, the Council is reluctant to give their stamp of approval. They want the whole affair to go away as quietly as possible, no doubt because a court-martial would bring to light their responsibility for putting you in charge of that mission. I’ve been…convinced to offer you a compromise. If you’re willing to resign from the Navy right now, no further action will be taken against you. It’s a lot better than you deserve, considering the dead and wounded plus the loss of six cruisers that you’re responsible for, but there it is. I need an answer right now. Yes or no?”
Stacker felt a wave of relief come over him. That pompous ass was right. It had been stupid of him to try to deflect the blame to Stevens with so many witnesses who would back Stevens up. A court-martial would find him guilty, and he’d be disgraced in front of the entire Federation. Being allowed to resign was a Godsend.
“I agree,” said Stacker. He heard Chenko curse under his breath.
“I was hoping you’d try to brazen your way through a court-martial. I’d get a lot of satisfaction seeing you disgraced,” said Chenko.
“I’m glad I could disappoint you,” said Stacker.
Chenko picked up a different tablet, gave it a quick glance to make sure it was the right one, and then put it in front of Stacker.
“I took the liberty of having your resignation letter drafted up for you. All you have to do is approve it with your thumbprint and it’ll be official.”
Stacker took a deep breath, picked up the tablet and pressed his right thumb against the screen.
Chenko held his hand out for the tablet. When Stacker gave it to him, he said, “You no longer have the right to wear that uniform. I’ll give you fifteen minutes to change into civilian clothes. If you’re still wearing it after that, my security people have orders to take it off you by force and throw you out onto the public sidewalk naked. Now get out of my sight.”
Stacker turned and quickly walked out of the Navy Chief’s Office. As he headed for the main entrance, he began to smile. His Navy career might be dead, but there were other ways to profit from a long war, and he was certain that this was going to be a long war. The media would be looking for people with military experience to explain the war to the public, for which they paid well, and when he wasn’t doing that, he’d be busy writing a book about his brilliant military career and his struggle to overcome the incompetence of the entrenched officers who were losing this war. By the time he was done, Admiral Chenko would be the one in disgrace.
The End of Rumors of Glory.
Author’s Final Comments:
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xpect in Rumors of Honor, not only will there be more space battles but there’ll also be action on the ground for all you fans of Space Marine-type of action. Both sides in this conflict have now realized that this war will be a long and hard fight. Attitudes will harden. Honorable men and women will be faced with less than honorable choices.
For those of you who have not yet read my Synchronicity War series (and the stand alone companion ebook, The Retro War), you’ll find a ton of space battles with some mind-blowing plot twists along the way.
Long Live Space Opera!
Dietmar Arthur Wehr
