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to enlighten me on the plan?"
    "Follow me, and it'll soon reveal itself."

    * * *

    Taylor stood with Jafar, looking at the heavily armoured suit of a Juggernaut in front of them.
    "Well?" Taylor asked.
    He was well aware they had done this very same thing before, and yet not found a satisfactory answer.
    "Our heavy weapons will be able to take them on," added Morris.
    "Yes, but they are in small numbers and far from flexible. We get to fighting in the corridors of the Washington, or one of the enemy vessels, and they could be taking us apart before we can bring the big guns to bear."
    "Yeah, and it still doesn't change the fact these things are nothing like what we faced on that planet."
    "No," replied Taylor, "but they are the closest thing we have to compare for size and power. If I could have recovered that robot...thing, whatever it was, I would have. So we focus our attention on what we do have. Our heavy weapons were needed to bring both of these monsters down effectively."
    "We need them on our side," Parker joined in.
    "I know that. We all know it, but it's out of our hands now."
    "Surely they must see, Colonel. They must see we're in this together?"
    "You can want it all you like, Morris, but it doesn't make it so. We don't know who these people are. We don't know what they want, what they have been through, or their connection to the Krys. Fact is; we don't know anything. So let's stop wishing, praying, and assuming. We're starting from scratch here. Look, listen, and observe. Maybe then we will learn something."
    "Or get our heads blown off," Parker said quietly.
    "Yeah, or that."
    A voice came over the intercom, "Colonel Taylor to the bridge."
    He shook his head.
    Great, another opportunity to get shit heaped on my head, and be told to appreciate the fact!
    He turned back to the group to see they awaited his instruction.
    "All right, listen in. You all know this is bullshit. But if there is one thing we don't do, it's give up on our own people. Be ready."
    "For what?" Morris asked.
    "Anything."
    With that, he turned and left. As he paced through the corridors, he sighed, imagining what kind of grilling he would get this time. He was starting to wonder if he had just become Huber's punch bag. Taylor began to grumble under his breath but realising a few crew were taking notice, he stopped.
    As he stepped aboard the bridge, he was once again ushered into the Captain's quarters, just as he had been so many times, but once inside, he soon found the tone was very different. He wasn't being called in there to be ribbed. He could tell they wanted something big from him.
    "Colonel Taylor, please sit down," Huber said calmly.
    Huber's tone was serious but not at all rushed or urgent. Taylor took his seat and now gave them his full attention. He was more curious than anything, but nobody said a word. Huber looked like he was trying to figure out a way to break some news to Taylor, but Mitch stayed silent and waited for it.
    "Mitch..." the Admiral began.
    First names terms, this is gonna be a big ask. Spit it out.
    "Mitch, we've had contact from the ground."
    "From them? The...whatever they are?"
    Huber nodded.
    "Okay, well that's a start. At least they aren't shooting. They want to join us?"
    Huber shrugged.
    "The message gave no indication of their intentions."
    Taylor looked confused.
    "Well what did they say?" he asked bluntly.
    "The message was very short. It read, 'Colonel Taylor. Come alone to the co-ordinates we last met.'"
    Taylor didn't know what to say.
    "That's all, Admiral? That's the whole message?"
    "Yes. We tried to respond and get some more information, but there has been nothing. The message couldn't be clearer. They want you and you alone."
    "That's it? I get no backup? You've seen how dangerous those things are."
    "According to you, Colonel, we have little chance against them, anyway. So risking your life down there alone is no worse than refusing to respond to their request."
    Taylor grimaced,