He realized that Captain Ranson hadn't spoken during the discussion.
As though the jolt of stimulant in the reporter's bloodstream had unblocked the commander's tongue,the mercenary captain's cool—cold—voice said,"We are nearly in contact with a force of uncertain loyalty, estimated to be a battalion of thirty to thirty-five armored vehicles."
Tiny, toothed birds jumped and chittered through the branches of the knot-bushes, ignoring the iridium monster in their midst. Their wings were covered with pale fur, familiar to Suilin but probably exotic to his mercenary companions.
"If the battalion is allied with the Conservative Action Movement, it will threaten the rear of Task Force Ranson as the task force performs its mission of breaking through hostile forces encircling the Governmental Compound in Kohang."
The sense of glacial well-being reached Suilin's fingertips. His hands stopped shaking.
Probably
"The loyalty of the battalion must first be ascertained. If hostile, the force must be engaged and neutralized before Task Force Ranson proceeds with its primary mission."
"Thirty bloody tanks," Cooter whispered.
"We will proceed as follows. First, I will inform the armored battalion that we have received heavy casualties and have taken refuge in the settlement of Kawana."
"Even bloody Yokel tanks . . . ."
"Blue three—"
Hans Wager's head jerked up. You can only stay scared for so long. Ranson's clop-clop mechanical delivery had bored him, so his attention had been on the holographic plan of a Yokel tank he'd called up on Screen Three.
"—will take a position north of Kawana, behind Chin Peng Rise."
"Roger, Tootsie Six,"Wager said, suddenly afraid that he'd actually fallen asleep and missed some crucial part of the Operations Order.
"Set your sensors for maximum sensitivity," Ranson's voice continued without noticeable emotion. "You will supply the precise location and strength of the other force. In event the force proves hostile, you will be the blocking element to prevent them breaking out to the north."
"Roger, Tootsie Six," Wager repeated in a whisper.
They didn't operate with Yokel armor—the difference in speed was too great, and the mercenaries had a well-justified concern about the fire discipline of the local forces in general.
