The Alexanderov Federation
Book 1 The Grendarl War
"You did an excellent job, Goodman,"
Alexanderov said two weeks later. "Your role in the victory
over the Grendarl is borne out by the communication logs from
Stockert's flagship. After brief review, the Navy has decided
to have you retain command of the fleets in that sector. You
will be military governor of the system until the Grendarl
adapt to our rule and join us willingly, as well as in charge
of the cleanup efforts and preparing the fleet for its next
battle, whenever that may come. You are hereby promoted to
Vice Admiral, effective the moment you took command of the
"Thank you, sir. You do me great honor by informing
"You deserve it. You did an excellent job. Your first
officer's role in the conflict is also recognized. Commander
de Campos is hereby promoted to Captain. Her new posting is
up to you, but somehow I suspect you'll be giving her the
command of your new flagship. The Hyperion is to be rechristened
the Victory, and will become your flagship."
"I will inform her shortly, sir," Goodman replied
with a smile.
"Where is she, by the way? I expected she'd be at your
"She is in sickbay, sir. She reported feeling ill and
went in for a checkup, and apparently the doctor won't discharge
her yet. I'm not sure why, but I'll go as soon as we are done
here to inform her of her promotion."
"Very well. Two final pieces of business. The regrettable
suicide of Admiral Stockert has been judged a case of stress-induced
insanity. His body is to be returned home, where it will be
buried with full honors. We will remember the good he did,
and his past heroism, and gloss over his end. Furthermore,
a note will be inserted in Ensign Stockert's file. He will
be given a month off if he wishes it, but after that if he
wishes to return to duty his father's actions will not be
held against him in any way."
"I wouldn't dream of it, sir. His father was my friend,
and he himself has proved an excellent navigator."
"I didn't think there would be any problem. But the
note will still be in the file, in case he is not placed under
your command in the future."
"As you wish, sir. You mentioned two more pieces of
"Oh, yes. A couple of scout reports from the Wasilkoff
system just came in yesterday. We're not sure what happened,
but the planet there is deserted."
"Deserted, sir? As in, somebody bombed out the surface
and killed everybody?"
"No. They simply vanished."
k'Nf'S'i'S sat at his position on the bridge of his ship.
Behind him, over 2,000 transport ships carried the entirety
of the population of Wasilkoff IV. They had torn down every
building on the surface in the process to get enough material
to build the ships, and all equipment was loaded on board
the ships. It was a shame to leave such a fertile world behind,
but the humans knew where it was. Now nobody would know where
they had gone, and not one scrap of any value had been left
behind for the humans.
"All ships report successful exit from the wormhole
from Wasilkoff, Governor. In two hours we will be entering
the jump lane to Evon space, Governor," his navigator
k'Nf'S'i'S acknowledged the report silently, with just a
nod. He sat back and dreamed of revenge against those graktoz
humans. The Evon are perfect. Masters of diplomacy and
spying, firmly believing in their superiority, they will not
hesitate to attack and destroy the humans if they think they
can win. And with the skills of our laborers, they may be
able to. Soon, soon we shall make them pay...