The General nodded. “Ah.” He stabbed a yellow tee into the ground. “Why 404?”
“It’s closest to Chief Joseph, sir.”
“Chief Joseph?”
“In Washington State, sir.”
“Ah.” The General chalked his hands. “And you’ve secured the data you’ll need?”
“Yes, sir. In a way, we’re rather fortunate this has happened just now. Certainly, the loss of life will be regrettable; however, the civilian project had about run its course. Now, we can minimize the number of ‘wagging tongues,’ while at the same time proceeding onto the next phase.” The Lieutenant straightened proudly. “We’ll have a corps of trained Ts within a year.”
The General turned around. “Trained for Sentry duty?”
“Yes, sir. And more.”
The General looked at him.
“They’re extraordinary animals, sir.”
“So I "ve heard ...” The General wal
