<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The meeting gave new relevance to the\nword clandestine. Admiral Cobb had to take two raptors in order to\nget to the meeting Place and a dark wind swept plain on a forgotten\nworld that no one had bothered to chart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Walking with a cane he slowly exited\nthe raptor and shuffled up along path to the coordinates of the\nmeeting. It was almost a kilometer walk which was very hard for him\nwith his neurological condition. At the top of the hill was a shack. \nIt was colonial military issue but might’ve been here for at least 50\nyears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He saw a raptor parked closer to the\nshack I noticed in the sky they were two assault Raptors patrolling\noverhead. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As instructed he knocked three times in\nthe door and waited for the answer. A very large man, the typical\nmilitary muscle contractor open the door and I see him in to see the\nexecutive other peoples counsel seated at the table a cup of hot tea\nin her hand. Cory Brooks was dressed for a meeting with a fashion\nexecutive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Cobb recognized a designer blouse that\nhis wife could not have because it was out of their income bracket.\nHe made a mental note of this fact because it was obvious that she\nwas benefiting from the perquisites of political office. That might\nbe something he could use in the future. She had appointed him to his\nposition and that’s why there was nothing stopping her from demanding\nanything she wanted from him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She was a known quantity and that gave\nhim some advantage. The silence that bit of news filter from the\nsecond front which was followed by Galactica and Pegasus became\nobvious that there was a president of the colonies as per the\nsuccession act on the day of the attacks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nobody knew how to reach out to or\ncommunicate with Laura Roslyn, but it was theoretically possible.\nPerhaps the cylons would let slip a detail that would allow the\nreunification of the Colonies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
During the repair of the mercury and\nthe trials of the Saturn, military operations were scaled-back. They\nreturn to the hit-and-run style that we got the rebellion during the\ndays after the military destruction of the 12 colonies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The admiral was deep in thought as the\nexecutive of the peoples council offered him a cup of tea which he\ngladly accepted it in the cold.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If there was just some way of reaching\nthe real president of the colonies, Cory Brooks would lose her power\nto make military appointments.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“You called this meeting Miss\nBrooks,” the admiral said after a sip of tea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe are waiting for other guests,”\nshe responded. Her face was unreadable. She must be very good at\npyramid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On que, there were three knocks on the\ndoor. The contractor opened it and two women in military uniform\nwe’re standing at the door. In front of them was Commander Lawson,\nstill in a wheelchair a month after her return from captivity. A\ndesigner scarf, a gift from the executive of the Peoples Council did\na bad job of hiding the piece of cylon jewelry that still adorned her\nneck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The lock had resisted all attempts to\npick it. The metal very much concerned the military science bureau to\ndue to its resistance to normal cutting tools. Even diamonds did\nnothing against it. If the cylons found a way to incorporate this\ninto their armor it could upset the military balance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was a constant reminder of her\ncaptivity and those long cold nights that never seem to end. These\nwere book ended by viscous assaults what she could still see when she\nclosed her eyes. She was barely able to function in her role as\ncommander, the most senior officer still commanding a Battlestar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Granted there was not a great deal of\nwork to do supervising the repairs of the left flight pod and the\narmory of the entire ship. Still eventually she would need to come\nout in combat and her long silences during when she withdrew it to\nher self disrupted her crew.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Maria Ramirez has finally\npassed her check ride in the Mark seven viper. The legally\nquestionable rule which has been passed by the People’s Coucil was\nallowed to expire. Every Battlestar commander was a certified viper\nor raptor pilot once again. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As temporary commander of the\nBattlestar mercury she had an impressive record against the cylons.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was well known that our military\nrecord was under 10 years in length, as opposed to Commander Lawson\nwho had recently turned 42 years old and been in the military for 24\nyears. As damaged as she was, she was a figurehead that everyone\nneeded to maintain confidence in the colonial military. This military\nhad been stripped of all the senior officers on the day of the\nattacks on the colonies. The most senior officer was nowhere to be\nfound. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Cylon’s had leaked word of Adama’s\npromotion precisely because it undermined the authority of the\nPeople’s Council.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was day 190 since the fall of the\ntwelve colonies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“What I’m about to reveal to you\nis not to go beyond this room.” Cory Brooks waited for them to\nacknowledge by nodding.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I have been negotiating with a\nCavill cylon model. We are close to instituting a cease fire that\nwill last for 30 days. We may choose to extend it, we may not.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Lawson had an impassive of\nlook on her face. It was impossible to tell whether she was connected\nto the meeting or off in some flashback. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Admiral Cobb spoke first. \u201cWhat makes\nyou think you can trust the cylons?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Brooks cross their arms and spoke\ncarefully. “Nothing at all. Self interest. They’ve been hammered\nlately. They passed some intelligence to me about a battle very far\noff. He told me that when the humanoid models die they don’t actually\ndie. They get their souls or core memories uploaded to a server and\nthen download it into a new body.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“That is the story our Cavil told\nus while he was in detention, before the civilian government forced\nus to surrender him.\u201d Commander Ramirez added.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“You mean the one that was\nfreaking Commander Lawson?\u201d Brooks clarified venom quite evident in\nher voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Lawson gave her a dirty look\nproving she was still connected with the conversation. She didn’t\nspeak up however. After a few seconds her eyes glazed over and she\nwas somewhere else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Do you know the committee did not\nknow he was a cylon,” Commander Ramirez defended her mentor and\ncolleague.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I know nothing of the sort,”\nBrooks replied angrily. \u201cBut I do know is she has a history of bad\njudgment throughout her career, leading in her relationship with the\nCavil.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Lawson, speaking at a whisper\ngot everybody’s attention with her first words. “Then why don’t\nyou fire me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“There are a couple reasons for\nthat commander,\u201d she said \u201cthe first of which we still believe is\njustice. There needs to evidence to convict you of a crime in there\nisn’t any. Secondly you are rallying point for a lot of the people\nwere fighting in our command.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“It’s pretty obvious to me that\nyou’re not fit for command. You’re having flashbacks and you’re not\ngetting treated for PTSD. That being said your unit cohesion is of\nmore important then your physical or mental state. Admiral Cobb is\ngoing to appoint each of you an XO. He is vetting candidates right\nnow.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The admiral not at his acknowledgment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Cavill has convinced me that a\ncease fire would be of mutual benefit. We have done substantial\ndamage to the cylon refinery network. We have hit several fleets\nthat had to be taken out of service for lack of fuel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She continued. “The obvious\nadvantage to us is that our forces have been degrading steadily over\nthe last three months. We need a cease fire in order to make repairs\nand build up our fleet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Admiral cob spoke next. “A cease\nfire will only be of benefit to us if we give attention to our\nproblems. We have far too few fighters in the colonial fleet right\nnow.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI will institute a universal draft\nof our men and women who are fit and under the age of 40 and over the\nage of 18 the first day of the cease-fire.\u201d Brooks said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Will the peoples council\napprove?\u201d Ramirez asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHonestly,” Brooks said. “I’m\nnot sure. The colonial military let us down 191 days ago in the\ncolonies were wiped out and nuked. Our own scientific surveys tell me\nthat even if we were to drive to cylons out of the 12 colonies we\nwould not be able to inhabit those worlds. We are going to have to\npick up and find a new home. The colonial military while being\npraised for its bravery is also blame for this failure.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt is my belief,” said Admiral\nCobb. \u201cThe benefits of a cease-fire far exceed the risks. Our\nforces are tired. Our readiness is degraded by damaged ships. We need\nmore like six months to build our forces up and train the recruits\nthis draft law will give us. Why are we here? We don’t need all this\ncloak and dagger to simply agree to a cease fire.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause the cylons are planning a\ndouble crossing us.” She pulled a roll of paper out of her bag\nnext to her chair. She placed it on the table pushing aside several\ncups of tea. It was a map of the sector with a photograph of a cylon\nfleet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy did it’s not coming through our\nmilitary intelligence channels?” Commander Lawson asked. Her\neyes were suddenly focused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Because it came in from a\ncivilian survey that was looking for new worlds to spread our people\nout. This was a test for a new ship to make sure it’s instrumentation\nwas working correctly. This is what we got.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“If you know they are going to\ndouble process why are you going to agree to the cease-fire?\u201d\nLawson asked eyes focused intensely now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I’ve got enough intelligence from\nyou and my own sources to believe that the enemy has a very severe\nfuel shortage. Militarily we have inflicted high casualties upon\ntheir forces. I think they need a cease-fire because of the breakdown\nin their network they use to transfer their souls are CPU cores into\nnew bodies. I think they need to rebuild this network to make sure\nthat when they die they don’t just die.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“So you want to destroy this fleet\nso they can’t ambush us?\u201d Admiral Cobb asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Indeed I do,” says the\ncouncil executive. “I also want to hit every single cylon force\nanywhere near the territory we currently hold. I want to hammer their\nfuel system again and make sure that it’s going to take them six\nmonths to put it back together. Then we will announce the acceptance\nof the cease-fire.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“What makes you think they will\nhonor it after we hit them so hard?” asked Amanda Ramirez.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“It’s a gamble. A lot of their\nfleet is out after Admiral Adama or wherever the Frack he is.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOur force readiness is under 50%\nright now,” Admiral Cobb pointed out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I’ve got a group of former\ncolonial officers and NCOs about 2000 of which are willing to help\ncrew ships,” Brooks answered. “That should help a bit with\nreadiness. It’s up to you how many ships you send I think you’ll\nneed most of them though to pull this off. I think right now cease\nfire with them ready to ambush us it’s a bad idea.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe need it either way. On the other\nhand if we give them a good shellacking and really pound them hard it\nmight give us the breathing room to build a colonial fleet they can\nactually defend us. I’m hoping that 30 days to come 60 days comes 90\ndays or more days. We have nearly 300,000 survivors from the 12\ncolonies. If we find world that can be inhabited and kept secret from\nthese appliance store rejects and I am in favor of disappearing and\nhoping the cylons never catch up.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Lawson Who looked shaky now\nspoke with an angry whisper. \u201cWe’re going to need to send them\nall.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The admiral stood up from his seat took\nout what look like a mobile phone and click the button on it.\n“Intelligence this is the admiral. I’m gonna send you some\nsurvey coordinates. I need a detailed stealthy military survey. I\nneed to know if the forces we find at this location will stay there.\nI need to know how long.\u201d \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He turned to Commander’s Lawson and\nRamirez. \u201cWe’re going to need both mercury classes to take a fleet\nof the size. We’re almost done with the repairs on the mercury. We\nneed to divide up the airway and be ready to strike possibly within\n24 hours. Can you do this?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Yes admiral,” Ramirez\nanswered for the two of them. “I believe we can. We need to get\nthe Intel down perfectly. We cannot have the jump coordinates be\nwrong like they were the last time we tried to take out their fuel\nnetwork.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“So say we all,” Eva Lawson\nsaid in a scratchy voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“So say we all!” The other\nthree answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
* * *<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Lawson was absent. The rest\nof the officers in the fleet group assigned to attack the cylon task\nforce were in the map room of the Battlestar Mercury. Four other\nfleets had been formed. Their commanders were dialed in conference\ncall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Ramirez gave the briefing.\n“We have raptors at the site of each fleet. They’re in staff\nmode but they have managed to get back to us but we believe are\naccurate jump coordinates. There’s a lot more going on here that we\ndon’t understand. The suite is well supplied and ready to strike us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“We have gotten some close\nreadings and their fuel reserves are low. We believe they are waiting\nfor a fuel shipment to come from the refineries before launching an\nattack on our shipyards. We are going to intercept that fuel shipment\nand hit that fleet at the exact same time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“We are taking a huge risk here.\nThere are no reserves. There are no reinforcements to help us at this\nbattle goes south on us. ceae-fire is about to go into place. We have\nto make sure they need to cease-fire more than we do. Are there any\nquestions?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A bald, middle-aged commander with\nabsolutely no hair on his head spoke up first. “We are going to\nFrack them up.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo say we all!\u201d said a shrill\nfemale voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A large strong group answered. “So\nsay we all!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
* * *<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Lawson was sitting on the\nfloor of her bedroom naked except for a towel draped across her\nchest. “I can’t do this,” she said emphatically. \u201cI need\nyou here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“All you really need to do is be\nin uniform in your wheelchair in the CIC. This is a scripted battle.\nIf it goes right you will need to do is follow the plan. We all know\nthe plan.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I have rarely seen a plan survive\nfirst contact with the enemy. What’s going to happen if I freeze up\nat a critical moment?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“The fact that you’re asking that\nquestion makes me believe it’s not going to happen,” Ramirez\nanswered. “If it does happen your new XO who is an experienced\nofficer will tell you what to say.I think your instincts are going to\nkick in. You will probably go on automatic pilot.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I need help,” Lawson said\nvery softly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Then during the cease-fire follow\nthe doctor’s orders and get your head straightened out. You are my\nmentor and my inspiration. I have achieved what I have achieved using\nyou as a role model. I know he went through hell. I’m not gonna\nminimize what happened. Do I have your solemn promise that you will\nget help after this battle? Commander Lawson answer me!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Yes sir,” she said without\nmuch force or conviction.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I’m going to hold you to that\nCommander Lawson.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Lawson looked at the flight\nroster that they were going to go to battle with her eyes bulged for\na few moments.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“What happened to the Solaria?”\nShe asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe was ambushed by escorting a\ncivilian convoy and is at the shipyard.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“That ship had spunk,”\nCommander Lawson remarked. \u201cWhat the hell is this?” she asked.\n\u201cThree Adamant frigates? What museum did they dig up these ships\nin?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“From what I hear there were six\nof them in civilian service running with the full armor and still\nwith weapons.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Look up Mark seven vipers?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“No commander Lawson,”\nRamirez answered \u201cMark twos.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis will require a change in\ntactics.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe fast chips will charge. Most of\nthe vipers will defend them against missiles and more hoping to get\nrange and too heavy damage to the enemy capital ships.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“That could lead to extremely high\ncasualties.” Commander Lawson opined.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis is a high-stakes mission\ncommander.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Let’s revise the tactical\ndeployment to minimize casualties please,” Lawson ordered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
* * *<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The tension was always greatest right\nbefore the jump. A lot of things can go wrong. Being off by a few\ndecimals could result in a combat jump that instead of being a good\nfiring position put a fleet in the middle of a fire storm. This was\nthe portion of the battle that relied on good intelligence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They had been fooled before so this\ntime I kept Raptors on the scene. This of course increase the chance\nof getting caught and losing the raptor crew. This was a much lower\nprice to pay then using the tire for it. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This mission included both of the\nMercury class Battlestar’s and a substantial portion of their fire\npower. The flight was escorted by three Valkyrie class support\nBattlestar’s, three adamant class frigates who seen better days. Two\nstealthy Orion class rounded out the fleet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The countdown continued from 10 to 9 to\n8 finally to zero. The feeling of falling followed by a white flash\nof light and it with everybody staring at the displays above on the\nmonitors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDRADIS is correct. Showing 10 enemy\nships three base stars, two a new configuration we’re not familiar\nwith. Three revenant class cruisers and one nemesis class recon\nscout.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Lawson was standing in CIC\nand a pair of crutches. Her new executive officer a bland looking\nyoung man nearly 30 years old. He had close cropped blond hair and\nlooked a marine wash out. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
William Bill Simmons was his\nforgettable as his 12 year career in colonial fleet. He topped out at\nthe rank of captain, developed a physical issue and washed out of the\nviper CAG position he was holding. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had gone to war College and was\nnominally familiar with the operations of the various classes of\nBattlestar’s when he left the fleet five years before. Where they dug\nup this guy, Lawson did not know. She didn’t care much longer he\ndidn’t give it away or figure out that she was barely able to do her\njob.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Launch all fighters except for\nthe Orion class hold him off for 12 more seconds then the clock and\nlaunch.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Vipers away,” the new\nexecutive officer reported. “Looks like two squadrons of heavy\nraiders is headed our way escorted by modern cylon Raiders. A lot of\nthem looks like 12 squadrons.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“At least the intelligence was\ncorrect on the number of modern base stars,\u201d Lawson quipped, barely\nable to control her emotions she looked stiff and hopefully like she\nwas in command.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Lead elements are engaging. The\nOrion’s, the adamant’s, and the Valkyries.\u201d \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There was a white flash blotted out one\nof the video screens. “What was that?” asked Simmons.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat was a 50 year old adamant class\nfrigate,” Lawson replied. She motioned for everybody be quiet\nand listen to the radio frequency is by the vapors and the other\nships in a fleet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was a good way to follow the battle.\nSeveral ships announced they were launching salvos of rockets at the\nenemy ships. A viper pilot announced they have made kills. They heavy\nraider squadrons were dispatched and we’re seconds by the mark seven\nvipers. One of the Viper pilots announced that that was the end of\nthe boarding parties. Someone else announced that he should shut his\nmouth and continue to shoot at the enemy. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A second frigate came under fire and\nimmediately exploded. Major Simmons stepped up next to Commander\nlesson and whispered in her ear. \u201cThe adamant class has no forward\nguns, in order to be a effective if we have to give them a\nbroadside.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe 3-D screen I’m looking at shows\nthat they got a broad side firing solution and they’re getting\ndemolished. Not doing any damage to the enemy. These crews were\nsimply not trained well enough before they were sent in a combat and\n50 year old ships.\u201d Lawson opined. “That goes number three.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“That’s over 1000 Crew dead in a\nlittle over a minute,\u201d he was wide eyed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The radio communications continued on\nspeaker. A kill was announced on the nemesis class recon scout. Soon\nafter that, a kill was announcing the revenant class. Soon after a\nsecond was destroyed and then a third. The pilot that assisted\nannounced scratch three antique gun ships.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLet’s concentrate on forward salvo\non those two new ships that look like kind of base stars.\u201d Lawson\nordered. “Signal to Saturn,” she ordered. “Left 20\u00b0\nmain batteries fire when you have a solution.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A base star exploded then two of the\nnew ships it look like modified base stars. One of the two Orion\nclass ships exploded in a fireball a few seconds later, surrounded by\nhail of missiles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Lawson ordered a sharper\nright turn to bring guns to bear in the last two bass stars and\nassist in their destruction. Most of the work has been done by\nfighters. Three Valkyrie class Battlestar is fired from below. One of\nthem took a missile hit and exploded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Finally what seems like only a few\nminutes the last two base stars exploded in sequence. The last one\nlasted about 15 seconds longer than the first one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Mission complete,” Major\nSimmons announced.
“What are losses what are our losses?”\nCommander Ramirez asked over the wireless. An unknown voice answered\nher. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Three frigates, one Orion class,\none Valkyrie class\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDRADIS is clear,” another voice\nannounced.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Order all orphaned fighters to\nimmediately land on our landing decks combat landings are authorized.\nHoly Frick,” Commander Lawson announced. “These are damned\nheavy losses.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“We destroyed the fleet,”\nMajor Simmons said in a questioning voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cDRADIS! New contact. Ten ship fleet\nsame configuration.\u201d There was a pause of about 10 seconds and\nanother fleet jumped in, followed by a third. “We’re out\nnumbered about 5 to 1 here sir!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Do all ships report FTL ready?\u201d\nasked Commander Lawson.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Major Simmons leaned over to speak with\nthe communications officer. He then raised his head and answer the\nquestion. “All remaining ships show FTL Green. 17 fighters still\nnot on the landing deck. There’s been a collision on a port ventral\npod. Redirect fighters to other decks.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Reconfirm coordinates,”\nLawson ordered.
“All ships ready to jump,” Major\nSimmons was about to bark out the order to jump.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Hold jump, I ordered you to\nreconfirm the jump coordinates of all ships.\u201d Lawson ordered and a\ncalm but commanding voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I don’t know how you knew it sir\nbut the Spartan had the wrong jump coordinates input.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Get us the frack out of here\nmajor!” Lawson ordered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After the jump, the commander moved on\ncrutches a few steps to her waiting wheelchair. She motioned to Major\nSimmons to come closer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“I want a damage report and complete combat report from all surviving commanders, squadron leaders and commander air group. I will be in my quarters.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n