Tribute
Chapter Eight
General Bradley was receiving a report from his officers in charge of looking for the Air Force plane that had disappeared. As he was reading, he started to shake his head when the key officer had stated that both of the pilots transponders had been turned on. There was even a location for where they would be. Location transponders had stated that they were five hundred feet inside some sort of a craft having to be using their cloaking device to hide from all satellite's tracking systems.
He needed to call Admiral Nelson in regard to this type of information. Maybe he will be able to help for when it comes to alien attacks ever since he's gotten involved with the Alliance and Darien.
"I just can't believe all this." He says to himself in his office of the base. And this was supposed to be easy the next couple of weeks, including having the tribute celebration for the Seaview crew members. He gets on the horn to call the Seaview using a coded signal to make contact with Nelson direct in his cabin or his radio operator to send it through.
Admiral Nelson was sitting in his cabin at his desk finishing up the last of the reports. When a message was coming in on his communications terminal behind him.
He gets up to open up the terminal and pressing the buttons to have the message come through over the sound system. He needed to place in the coded message before General Bradley would be able to speak.
"Go ahead General, this is Nelson. What s on you're mind sir?" He asked with curiosity catching his demeanor at the right time.
"Harriman, we have a big problem. It looks like our two pilots that had crashed are still alive. There transponders had been turned on and shows them to be somewhere five hundred feet in the air on some sort of a cloaked space craft." He says to hear Nelson cursing over the terminal.
"This would mean that someone involved with Darien actually might be trying to cause trouble with all of the Alliance members. And if this is true, I would hate to be around Darien right now for when he finds out the information." Nelson said.
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On his home world...
Darien was receiving conflicting information from his advisers. He really didn't know what to make of it with the report stating that the planet Okra had sent a space craft to Earth with fifty on board. They were currently in Earth's orbit having taken on board two kidnapped Air Force pilots as hostage.
And if this is true. The planet Okra might be in trouble from Darien and his Alliance on the type of treatment it will be given depending on the outcome of the hostages.
He would have to wait it out until the proper time. There was going to be a good chance that he and his craft might have to take a trip to Earth and speak with some of the Alliance members with one being Admiral Nelson of the Institute in Santa Barbara, California.
Talking to his chief engineer over the terminal. He had asked on how space worthy was the craft to travel to Earth.
"I am sorry Darien. It's going to take another few more days to have the ship ready. Currently we are experiencing problems with the warp drive. And if this problem is not corrected, might have to resort to the stand-by craft with the hyper drive to take a little longer to reach Earth."
"Do you're best Alex, I trust you to get the job done." Darien replied to his chief engineer.
"Thank you, sir. I will try." As the communications terminal closes up with Darien needing a break and some fresh air before making his change with his form for another 12 hours.