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married to on Chaleel.
    “That man, who controls the fate of everyone in this fleet and has earned the position, will trust people even less than before. You better hope that me and Henry can fix it before he wraps himself with the security he finds in isolation. If you told him your issue he would have listened and you could've kept your commandership. Idiot, I fought with you on Chaleel, but I didn’t know you where this stupid.” Bok Soo looked away, clearly done with Takahashi. Henry signalled for the jailer to close the cell.
    “I will take into account your statement,” he said as the door shut
    “Will I be on the assault to free Earth?” Takahashi asked, his voice tight.
    “No, you’ll remain in your cell for the duration.” Henry's voice was unyielding. I don't want a backstabber in my ranks.
    Henry barely heard Takahashi's parting remarks.
    “It looks like I made the wrong decision. He’s much stronger than I thought.
    ***
    I spent seven hours in the armouries, fixing up my armour and helping Eddie fix others.
    “Commander, we’re about to meet up with the fleet.”
    “On my way, Rick.” I qued another Wake Up and all of my fatigue was washed away. I sighed as I stood from the chair I was sitting on.
    “The luxuries of command,” I said as I picked myself up.
    Eddie nodded at me knowingly as I left, walking back to my captains quarters as my four man protection detail helped me into my mecha. I powered it up, feeling the familiar systems come to life as the familiar HUD came into detail. My four man detail stayed with me as I entered the bridge
    “Alright, Rick, lets get those materials sorted out.” I mostly watched as the reactors fed power into the hyper jump generators while shuttles madly rushed between the ships of my original fleet and those that had come from Parnmal.
    “Shift into formation entry four,” I said to Rick as he sent Commands to the new ships, those that had been part of the original force moving into position.
    I looked at the roster on my personal screen, we had one barely functioning battle cruiser which it’s commander, Bregend, had been driving his people to fix up as well as his chief, and they’d done miracles. We had a fresher battle cruiser from Parnmal,
    but more than half of it’s weapons where out and it’s structure was - shaky.
     
    Then there was the Resilient, two destroyers, three cruisers and eight corvettes all
    with problems though with at least three quarters of their weapons online and most armour plating fixed or patched in some way. Most where missing power plants or had issues with their critical systems, and all of them had two fifths of a full crew if they where lucky.
    The two troop transports we had were actually converted merchant freighters. We’d slapped more armour onto them and personnel defence. They would carry more AMC and personnel than all of my other ships combined and were nestled behind the umbrella-looking formation of the rest of the fleet.
    “All shuttles recovered and ready for worm jump,” the combined arms officer said. They communicated between me,  a team that was working with mostly the shuttles, and the AMC, as well as the limited air fighters we had picked up from Chaleel.
    “I want those missiles and ordinance being moved the entire time. Get the AMC to help out in their mechas. Bring everyone to full alert and administer Wake Up as needed,” I said, Marleen turning my words into action as she rode Tactical, getting the combined arms officer to move the AMC.
    Twenty minutes later a blue light and siren signalling hyper jump in thirty seconds sounded.
    I had already checked the navigation, had locked in our jump point, as well as the rest of the ships, and we were all linked in together - ready to make the jump as one body with a backup jump point already plotted.
    “Secure all weaponry and personnel!” Marleen yelled as the communications officer passed this on to everyone in the fleet.
    The hum that had been