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ERIC NYLUND
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"Perfect, Master Chief. Bring 'em on back to the barn. Stay on
your heading. Your instincts are dead on. We're on the far side of
the moon and are waiting for you."
John motioned to Linda to increase their velocity. She pushed
the acceleration stripe to three quarters power.
"Waiting, sir?"
"Whitcomb over and out." The COM went dead.
John looked to Will, Fred, and Linda, and they all shrugged.
He pushed the acceleration stripe to full velocity, and the
dropship entered a high orbit around the splotchy moon, arcing
around to the far side, where the battered Gettysburg waited
for them.
But only the Gettysburg.
"Where's Ascendant Justice?" John whispered.