With his uniform on and having drunk something for his headache, John moved to the bridge on the third deck, where the command crew was already expecting him. According to LIBRA, Mike and Jeffrey were already celebrating, and he had to lock the supply bay so they wouldn’t steal any alcoholic beverages.
John swirled his eyes with a mild grin. He wanted to celebrate with them too, but they still had a mission to do right there.
The web at the entrance of the bridge disinfected him. He crossed the hexagonal center where the captain’s position was, and then entered the black pilotage cabin. Xi Liang was working on his terminals. On the front and left, Jeffrey and Mike had their seats turned back and faced each other, holding soda cans in their hands. Their cup holders had soda bottles on t
