Missing Man Formation

[Haphestus]

Clark and Josephine "Josie" Alibrandi stood in the Holography room on board the Naval Heavy Transport Arleigh Burke, One of the Search and Rescue Grizzlies had found Lambert's fighter. They stood there watching the black box footage from varying perspectives. Any way you looked at it, Lieutenant Junior Grade James Lambert was in hell. Brought to a den of pirates, pirates that hated the Liberty Navy with such a passion that if that passion could fly it would block out the sun with its wings.
"This is troubling." Josie said pausing the recording
"Tell me about it Jose" Clark replied putting his left hand over his face
"Hes been in there for days, what are the odds hes still there?" Josie asked cocking her head at Clark
"Define 'there' as in hes still there there or the Lambert we knew isn't there anymore?" he responded
"Both" Josie answered, now raising an eyebrow.
"Thought you would say that." Clark said putting his hand down revealing a troubled face
"Should we pull back the S-A-R?" Josie asked.
"The people out there, yes. We have only competes the 'S' in that Jose, lets do the 'R' next?" Clark answered wiping away his troubled face, even if it did show in way he spoke
"I'll put in a request to Norfolk then." said Josie pulling out a small holo-tablet.
"Good, tell the Grizzly crews they can return to Norfolk after they have refueled here and lets give them each a few rounds at the bar." Clark said turning off the Holographic projectors in the room
"Done and done" Josie replied without bringing her head up as she tapped buttons on the holo-tablet.
Clark turned on his earpiece and with his neural interface he activated the intercom in Marine Barack 1-C on board the ship
"This is Clark. Palette, get your grunts to grab their gear, full armored EVA. Get Doc Benedict as well. we may have to perform and combat rescue. I want those Marines ready to go at a moments notice. weapon restrictions are the big bores and heavy weapons. Get those Marines into the Fun Fields." Clark spoke into his comm before turning it off again.
"You sure a squad of Marines can do the trick?" Josie questioned.
"I hope so. Palettes men are good men. They know their stuff." Clark replied.
"Okay. A fighter wing of five guardians and two Cupholders are en route to our position as well as the gunship Blue Ridge" Josie told Clark as he started to head towards the door
"Okay good, start trying to locate Lambert's position. co-ordinate with the other ships to triangulate. Now that we have a general idea on where he is we may now be able to find him." Clark responded, his troubled face returning.
"I hope so, for his sake." Josie said as Clark reached for the door control.
"Me too"

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