Wincing, the major heaved himself to his feet. After a moment he managed toanswer. They kind ofscrewed up the war, but it's easy to see how that would be; nobody hadany idea that all those sweatbirds were running around loose down there,or that they had weapons or anything. The regiment's comm center, part ofthe regimental computer, would receive the truck driver's message pulseand extrude the outgate's coordinates on several navigation tabs.
Bosler paused to sip carefully the scalding jomathat one of his runners had brought for the meeting. Or just wrong. This group was the larger, two squads, led byLieutenant Mesvik. Is there a rule against talking at the table? He'd deliberately not been looking at her; he hadn't wanted to make her illat ease.
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