Wing Commander Page #3

Stay on course.

Have your captain transmit

his security clearance.

Roger that, Lieutenant.

Taggart on his way.

Fighters

from the Tiger Claw, sir.

They've queried us.

Well, send the countersign.

Roger that.

Identification acknowledged.

They'll escort us in.

Diligent,

you're clear to land in bay 2C.

Welcome to the Tiger Claw.

Captain?

Lieutenant J.G.

Christopher Blair...

reportingfor duty, sir.

At ease, Lieutenant.

Commander Gerald tells me

that you have somethingfor me.

Yes, sir.

An encrypted communiqu

from Admiral Tolwyn.

Why didn't the admiral

send a drone via the Pegasus?

The Pegasus was destroyed

by a Kilrathi battle group...

seventeen hours ago.

I see.

Communications?

I want this disk decrypted ASAP.

Yes, sir.

Oh, Lieutenant?

You wouldn't be related

to Arnold Blair, would you?

He was my father, sir.

He married a Pilgrim woman,

didn't he?

Yes, sir.

Pilgrims don't think like us.

You won't have to worry, sir.

They're both dead.

I'm sure

the lieutenant's heredity...

will have no bearing

on his performance, Mr. Gerald.

No, sir. I'm sure it won't.

I suggest you stow your gear...

andfamiliarize yourself

with the ship.

That's all, Lieutenant.

Yo, B. Look at these rapiers.

They're beat to hell, man.

I don't see any of the hornets

we flew back at the academy.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You know what I do see?

Blonde.

Hey, how you doing?

Systems on-line.

Hello, I'm Merlin...

the latest in mobile

interface cockpit...

Two Dralthis on

your tail... one above, one below.

You gotfive, maybe ten seconds.

Clock's ticking. What do you do?

Simple.

I go vertical and inverted...

do a 180 atfull throttle...

apply brakes...

and drop in behind 'em.

Bang, you're dead.

Notfast enough.

Dralthis are too quick,

particularly in a climb.

You've just taken a missile

up your tailpipe.

OK, let's reverse the situation.

You're locked on a Dralthi.

It goes evasive,

enters an asteroid belt.

If I'm locked on...

there's no such thing

as evasive action.

And you're dead again.

You see, it's an ambush.

Five or six fighters

hide behind rocks...

the size of your swollen head

and pounce.

A Kilrathi gang-bang.

What's the matter?

Did I bruise your ego?

No. I'm just, uh, not used

to getting combat tips...

from a grease monkey,

that's all.

Lieutenant Commander Deveraux...

your wing commander.

You have a name?

Uh, Lieutenant Blair, ma'am.

Well, Lieutenant Blair...

if you want to play

at being a fighter pilot...

I suggest youfind

a virtualfun zone.

Meanwhile,

step down from the rapier.

I apologize, ma'am.

The mission sheet said

the rapier was unassigned.

I didn't realize it belonged

to Lieutenant Commander Chen.

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