Chapter 1: The Maintenance Group Commander
“Skipper,” Mylea came into his office, “I think I found our Maintenance Chief.”
“Oh?” Wilson said putting down his pad that was displaying today’s to do list.
“Yeah,” Mylea replied, “General Langtree with the Trena Militia. He currently holds the position of Maintenance Group Commander on Fletcher. I don’t know why he’s in that billet it is a colonel’s position not a general’s. Evidently the militia wants to keep him. He was an Imperial Marine before retiring to Trena. He has quite a reputation. He’s a combat Maintenance Group leader. He’s been forward deployed with both the IRS, and the marines keeping their birds running, he also has reputation for knowing the business end of a bull dozer and can run survey equipment. Rumor has it if it flies he keeps it flying, and if you need a place to land it or work on it he can make it happen.”
“I haven’t heard of him,” Wilson replied, but that wasn’t surprising. If it had been a cop he might have known who it was. Any military police officer with a rank greater than gunnery sergeant in the imperial marines he might know of them or knew them personally.
“I’ve met him a couple of times; he’s good at what he does. He knows how to get his troops motivated and keep them motivated.” Mylea replied.
“Send him a summons,” Wilson said.
“Yes Sir,” Mylea left the office.
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