Chapter 9“Sir, their deadline is almost up.” Commodore Vakulinchuk was deep in thought standing over his battle map console. He never thought that it would go this far. His rise in both the Navy and the Cabal was due to his skill in finding solutions to problems. This Task Force was an example of that. If this system was not so vital to the Cabal’s plans he would just follow his ‘real’ orders and take a hands off approach. Now he was going to have to kill a world. They needed the world, not the people on it. Hopefully, he was about to do the right thing. His career and life depended on it. He looked up and turned to Captain Van der Decken, “Sorry, I was deep in thought. What is our status?”
“Sir, all ships are at battle stations and on alert. At your orders the destroyers will form a batt
