This chapter is a little rushed and short but no worries.
CHAPTER 3
He can no longer be trusted, and with the rising threat coming from the order. We may be forced into a bad situation if they get their hands on the Ragnarok. A man said, he was short with red hair and black eyes and tan skin.
Drake Thastus is an asset to the Liberty Navy he has to remain a part of it! The Vice Admiral of the fleet was at this secret meeting, hed just slammed his fist down on a nearby table. His real name was Jason Malone, You cant just simply kill him and his team just because he could be a risk. Hes served longer than weve been alive.
Im sorry Jason, but hes lived long enough. And is a threat to all of Liberty he must be killed. And his team. The man said; the mans name was Robert Smith. He was the Secretary of Defense for Liberty.
You are a self righteous bastard you know that! Just because he could be a threat youre gonna kill him! Well here. Jason practically leapt to his feet and threw a hand to the table a paper in it. My resignation and as of now I no longer work for Liberty.
Roberts face looked grim, Fine, but youve made a mistake. You are not leaving here until the execution is complete. We have agents aboard the Ragnarok and the various vessels where the others are.
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Marcus Williams stood in the radio room aboard the Ragnarok following his orders waiting for a transmission from Manhattan. Cmon this is getting boring. The console before him lit up and starting beeping. A transmission came through, Attention agents execute Thastus now! Marcus turned pale, he bolted into the halls and ran for the bridge. Colonel! Colonel Thastus! Marcus shouted.
Drake, who at the time had been planning star charts, jerked his head around to see Marcus shouted wildly. Marcus, whats going on? Drake asked concerned.
Marcus was breathing heavily and his voice somewhat raspy, Colonel, I was watching the comm and got a transmission from high command, giving the order to execute you!
Drake was in disbelief, You cant be serious. Drake replied.
Sir, its true theyre trying to kill you. Marcus warned.
Drake let a depressed sigh, I shouldve listened to Jason Drake ordered his men to bring the Ragnarok about; he was in orbit over Planet Las Angeles. He caught out of the corner of his eye a man drawing a pistol. He pulled his own sidearm out and shot the man in the chest. Marcus hit the helm get us the hell out of here now!
Marcus didnt even pause to nod before taking the helm of the Ragnarok and setting a course for Magellan. Sir Ive got four Liberty battle groups headed our way! Marcus continued scanning, Twelve Cruisers and four dreadnoughts with fifty plus fighters.
Drake turned pale, Damnit, raise shields and jump to Magellan.
