"Michael McCollum - Antares 03 - Antares victory" - читать интересную книгу автора (McCollum Michael) тАЬEveryone, Admiral. You are the last to arrive. I am here to guide you to the briefing.тАЭ
тАЬThen guide away.тАЭ The young prince reversed his position and pulled himself along the guideline toward the hatch leading out of the hangar bay. Drake followed him. Soon the two of them were gliding through the corridors and passageways of the big terrestrial blastship. Unlike DrakeтАЩs original command, which was a ring and cylinder design,Victory was an oversize cylinder, the better to utilize interior volume while retaining the ability to spin the ship for artificial gravity. It was an outrigger design, with many of its weapons and instruments in twin pods held stationary while the central body rotated, not unlike DrakeтАЩs new flagship,Conqueror II . As he trailed Phillip through endless corridors and passageways, he wondered how the prince could have memorized the route in the short time he had been onboard. Around them, serious-faced men and women moved with hurried purpose. If they recognized the insignia on the two colonial officersтАЩ shoulders, they made no sign. Besides, spacers maneuvering in micro gravity had need of both hands for locomotion and none left over for saluting. After it seemed they had traversed the entire length of the big ship, Phillip guided him to a large compartment in which three hundred naval officers were crammed into every available cubic meter, placing a heavy strain on the blastshipтАЩs environmental system. These were the captains and executive officers of the ships that had gathered in the Napier system in preparation for entering the Antares nebula. They did not, however, represent the whole of the invasion fleet, or even a majority of it. Task Force Spica would consist of eight major components, of which only two were representedaboardVictory . The fleets that made up the rest of the invasionforce were assembling in half a dozen star systems across human space. They would rendezvous with the Altan and Sandarian fleets, and the sizeable Terrestrial Space Navy contingentthat had been assigned to augment them, once allwereinside the nebula. Most of those present had strapped themselves into seats bolted to the curved deck, while several clumps of officers floated free to consult with one another. As Drake entered, acceleration alarms began to hoot and a disembodied voice announced the imminent return of spin gravity. Drake quickly used the compartment. There he joined Grand Admiral Georges Terence Belton, who was already strapped into his seat. The admiral was reviewing his notes. AtDrakeтАЩs approach, he looked up and nodded gravely. тАЬWelcome,Drake. How was the trip from Alta?тАЭ тАЬHurried, sir. I wish the lizards had given us another month to prepare.тАЭ тАЬHell, why not ask for another year?тАЭ тАЬNo sense tempting the fates, sir. A month would have been sufficient.тАЭ Belton rubbed his chin, and then nodded. тАЬYou might be right. I know I would have been more prepared for this coming fight. Still, while we are wishing, we might want to ask for another hundred orbital fortresses.тАЭ тАЬJust get us the ones we already have in time to do some good, sir.тАЭ G.T. Belton was in overall command of the Spica Operation, andDrakeтАЩs boss, even though he would not be going within a hundred light years of the fleetтАЩs objective. Belton had done a brilliant job in bringing a billion disparate elements together to mount the invasion. However, like General Groves of the fabled Manhattan Project, BeltonтАЩs skills were that of an organizer more than a warrior. Now that the time had come to put his planning into practice, he would continue in overall command тАУ as much as a sop to the politicians of Earth as for military necessity тАУ but a younger, more vigorous commander would take over direct operational responsibility for the invasion. After a lengthy debate in which several of the better-known candidates had counterbalanced one another out of the job, a little-known colonial officerhad been chosen for operational command of humanity's invasion fleet. That officer wasRichard Drake, of the Altan Space Navy. тАЬReady to give the lizards a swift kick in the tail?тАЭ Belton asked as he buckled in. тАЬYes, sir,тАЭDrakereplied. тАЬAnd thank you for the trust you have shown in supporting me for this command.тАЭ тАЬYou may want to hold your appreciations until you have a few engagements under your belt. Being at |
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