Interstellar flights are rare, but not an exception. Not many pilots are qualified or emotionally and mentally stable enough to navigate the enormous space ships. The United Earth Space Fleet's policy is to expose as few people as possible to the st...
[A/N Since this chapter depicts a meeting of The Earth's Military Defense Board, consisting of five admirals of different professions, personalities and nationalities and that might make it a little confusing, I decided to start with a brief introduction of each of them. I hope this will make it easier to read and every time you can't remember who this person was, you can check the picture and his personal data. I hope you like it and have fun 💗]
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"I say we reschedule the arrival at Dragon Eye Bay and turn the weapons back to operational mode," Admiral Van der Hayden starts. "The alien crafts are currently five hundred and fifty three and keep coming. It's obvious they are following a plan. We can't afford to wait and find out their intentions. If they are preparing for hostile actions, we'll have no time to react."
"No!" Admiral Orlov immediately jumps up from his chair and points a finger at his Dutch colleague. "I know you too well, Dirk. You're dying to devise a whole master plan for stopping the alien invasion, involving epic battles, complex maneuvers and heroism. But this is neither a movie, nor a convenient opportunity to show what badasses we are. Do I have to remind you what The President said? Avoid conflict at all cost. I couldn't agree more."
"Even at the cost of our best First Rank Commander?" The military strategist cocks a brow at the Russian IT genius with a stormy expression. I wish I could believe that my safety is Van der Hayden's first priority, but I doubt that's the case. Long-term peace doesn't allow people like him to put their talent in use. He must be damn bored. The eagerness in his voice is unmistakable as he goes on. "These spheres never tried to communicate. There wasn't a single attempt to establish any type of connection. They are surrounding the ship and swarming like soldier ants, summoned by the queen mother. Allow me to question their objectives."
"You're too distrustful and hostile," Orlov shakes his head. "Give them time. Perhaps, their species is so different from ours that it is difficult for them to find a way to convey their message."
"You're too friendly," Van der Hayden grumbles. "Good nature has never been an advantage when two different worlds collide. The friendly ones are usually being conquered. Look back into human history and you'll find enough proof of my words. Lower your guard and you'll become someone's easy target."
"I agree," Admiral Hwang rests his elegant hand on the Dutchman's shoulder, smiling at him like an angel. "Dirk never said we should be the first to use them, but we need all weapons in train, especially the proton torpedoes and the quantum laser beam."
"They are not even here," Admiral Hassan Al Amin mumbles, staring at the spheres.
Suddenly, it is completely quiet in the room. This happens every time he speaks. It seems that whenever the brilliant physicist opens his mouth, everyone expects to hear another one of his life-changing, scientific discoveries. No one can explain the strange phenomenon better than him, if there is a logical explanation at all, how a visible object can exist without affecting spacetime continuum. Einstein would be so thrilled if he could see this.
