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.Even then, it might work.In less than a minute, I was in contact with the Pentagon.I gave them what I could in the way of a report.I didn’t have the entire picture of the battle outcome of course, only my own small part of it.“Sir?” asked Wilson.I looked up from the surface computer, where I’d been eyeing some design schematics.“What is it, Sergeant?”“Sir, I would serve with you again any time.I thought you might want to know that.You did your best, sir.And I’ve never seen a man with an injury like that keep on fighting.”I looked at him seriously for several seconds.“Would you consider joining us, Sergeant? If it was the only way to destroy these Macros?”The man blinked in surprise.“I wouldn’t want to do anything against America, sir.”“Of course not.We are a force dedicated to saving this entire world.”“I don’t know.I don’t think I’m cut out to be some kind of alien ship captain.”“No, not as a pilot.We would need you as a Marine.A different kind of Marine.A man who jumps out of ships like airborne, but from higher up, if you get my meaning.The kind of man who is the ground-pounder of Star Force.”He stared at me, thinking hard.“I’m not sure exactly what you are asking, sir.”“If you believed joining us was the best way to save this world—and all of humanity, would you be interested?”Slowly, Wilson nodded.“Yes sir, if I believed that, I think I would.”“Good.That’s all I needed to know.If the opportunity arises, and we manage to convince you someday, come look me up.”“I’ll do that, Commander,” he said, and I knew that he would.When we reached Andros Island, I had the ship unload Sergeant Wilson directly on the doorstep of our medical installation.He was one survivor I could be sure had made it home.More arrived soon after, I was glad to see.The ships had been busy.But still, I had to figure our losses had been grim.I made sure our dirtsider staff took down each survivor’s name and had them all report in.I shook my head.In my own thoughts, I’d just referred to everyone whose feet were on the ground as a dirtsider.I sighed.There wasn’t much hope of halting the term’s usage if I couldn’t even stop myself.The next person to call me was General Kerr.I was happy to learn he’d survived the battle, but I wasn’t surprised.He seemed to me like the kind of man who didn’t die easily.I soon learned he had the same opinion about me.“Lived through it, eh Riggs? Glad to hear it.”“Thank you, sir.”“That was a charley-foxtrot, Riggs.”“Yes sir.”“But it wasn’t entirely useless.We learned a lot.Maybe we could build bigger units and put them in buried nests.Maybe we could surprise the enemy with a set of heavy gunners and take them out quickly.”I pursed my lips and thought about it.“That might work.”“Might, huh? What else do you suggest? Should we burn a division of elite troops to take down each machine?”“What were our losses, General?”“No one told you? Fifty-six percent KIA—that’s if all the criticals pull through tonight, and all the missing make it out of the jungle somehow.”I squeezed my eyes shut and rubbed at them.They burned as if they were full of grit.“We need mobile forces, General.To get in close, under their shields, we need our men to be able to move.”“What’s your idea then, Riggs?”“You might not like it, sir.”“I know I won’t like it.I didn’t like the first one.I don’t even like you much.But you fought hard out there.I was impressed.”“Thank you,” I said.“Now, give me your damned idea.”I kept rubbing my eyes.How would I tell him about the monstrous thought I had in my head? I hadn’t even cleared it with Crow yet.Who knew what he would think of it?“Let me ask you something first, sir.How far are you willing to let the Macros advance?”“What do you mean?”“Before you really unleash on them.Before you run out of options and take the choice of last resort.”The General was silent for several long seconds.“I think you proved today you are on our side, Riggs.You people in Star Force, or whatever you call yourselves, you might not be pros, but you are willing to die like soldiers.In my book, that makes you a soldier.Do you understand what I’m telling you, Riggs?”“That you aren’t supposed to answer my question, but you are going to do it anyway.”“Exactly.We won’t let them get past the Panama Canal.At that point, with any luck, their forces will be concentrated on that narrow strip of land.When they reach that point, Russia, China and the US will each use about half our ICBMs.The entire continent will be taken out.”I took a deep breath.A block of ice had grown in my belly.Just talking about this stuff was difficult for me.There was no way they would be able to evacuate most of the population.How many millions would die? How many had already died? A hundred million? Two hundred million? What about the fallout? How much of the Earth would be poisoned afterward? I decided not to ask these questions.There was no purpose.“General, what if they take to the seas?”“They have not done so yet.We are watching closely for that.We will have to release sooner if they can’t be contained on the land.”“I see, and I thank you for being honest, General.Now I’ll be honest with you.I think we can make a soldier that can stop the Macros on the ground.But that soldier will have to join the fleet first.They will have to become an international force of marines.”“Join the fleet? You mean your fleet?”“Yes sir.Star Force.We need trained volunteers from every nation.Elite veterans preferred.We’ll provide them with new weaponry, train them on how to use it, and transform them into a ground force that can face the Macros.”“Are we talking about some kind of suicide squad here, Riggs?”“Not exactly, sir.But the process we will put the men through might make it impossible to return to normal civilian life.”“I see.And can I observe an example of one of these—super soldiers?”“You already have, sir,” I said.“I am one of them.”-26-After I’d gotten off the satellite link with General Kerr, leaving him skeptical but interested, I went down to the base to have the medical center people check me out.Really, I did it at the insistence of Sandra.I felt pretty good, physically.Sure, my arm was a sick mess.We’d wrapped it up so we wouldn’t have to watch the Nanos do their work.But the first thing they did, apparently, was turn off the pain sensors in my damaged limb.Very civil of them, I thought.When the medical staff saw the state of my arm, there was considerable gasping.A doctor waved to a nurse who prepped a hypodermic.I put my good hand up to halt them when they came near.“What’s that, doc?”“For the pain,” he said.“No.Don’t need it.I don’t feel a thing.”He looked confused, wary.“I appreciate you are a tough man, Commander.But I can assure you, you will feel something if we perform this procedure without medication.”“What procedure?”He blinked at me.He exchanged glances with the nurse.They had the air of people who were about to go through something unfortunate and unpleasant.Something they’d gone through before.“If you will just relax, sir, and let us do our jobs.”He manufactured a smile and stepped closer.I reached out, faster than his eyes could follow, and snapped the tip of his needle off.His face fell.He looked at his dribbling, snubbed hypo, dumbfounded.“What did you do? Really, this isn’t helping, Commander.”“Just give me some answers.”The doctor heaved a sigh.He eyed me with new respect
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