> With that he closed the comm channel. She had other things to attend
to,
>as did he.
Her next call was to Aurelius back at Spacedock. She waited while the call
went through on the secure channel.
The face of her trusty station side side kick appeared. "Spec Ops,
Commander Aurellius."
"Commanderrr," she said, smiling as she nodded in a gesture of respect.
"Good to see you again. You look well."
"Thank you sir, but I wish that I could say the same for you. Are you ok?"
he replied curious as to his boss's condition.
"'It's only a flesh wound,'" she replied in her best Monty Python imitation
voice. It was terrible, and she grinned at her own bad joke. "How have
you been prrrogrressing on ourrr incrrreased manpowerrr plans?"
"I see that your sense of humor is no worse for wear. Plans have moved
forward as well as expected. The transfer of intell units is taking more
time than I have in the day to deal with. A formal plan will be ready to
presetn to you and Admiral t'Llhweiir in a week or so. As for new
recruiting efforts, I am set to take in roughly a new class of 30 every 6
weeks, and I can add uip to 4 new classes. Each class will serve as weed
out classes, and will dump the 'survivors' into more formal spec ops
training. On top of that, I have taken the liberty of doing some advance
screening of more advanced candidates. In a pinch I can put together
another 2 maybe three teams soup to nuts in about a week and a half. Let's
say two weeks to be safe." he said somewhat proud of the accomplishment,
but yet fearful that he may have to put those plans into action in
preparation of armed conflict.
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