“Well…” The captain looked at his notes again. “I need to tell you one more thing. Something you must know as the core of the crew. We were not sent for that Mission because we were the best. I know that Admiral Kondratiuk had underlined that. But it isn’t the truth. Well, it is, sort of. We are the best selected from the worst.”
The simmer ran through the gathering.
“The vision of the inevitable catastrophe made the government select those of us, who were not needed on the Earth. They couldn’t have sent their aces, as they are needed down there, to try to save the planet. And I am not telling you that to make you down. On the contrary: the recognition of our flaws, the realization we are not super-humans, that will make us co-operate successfully. We cannot think of solo games, of epic
