Chapter 80
This group of unconquerable heroes
whom I command are not in yet
but we will be soon—I wish I was there now
as it is a lovely sunny day for a battle
and I am fed up with just sitting.
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—General George S. Patton
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ABADDON
General Abaddon twirled a long, grey primary feather, staring at the hologram which mapped out this solar system, the fifteenth leap they'd made in seven days.
"That's it?" he asked.
"That's the repeater," Lieutenant Shzzzkt said. "Just an antennae on an ice-moon. So far as we can tell, this one doesn't even have a mining operation."
Abaddon suppressed a yawn. Whoever kept sending the signal was either yanking their chain, or had tapped in from so far out they'd be tracking the origin for months. Still, he should be grateful. At least he had a lead
