longerâ¦so the restriction and even the fine didnât hurt him that much.
The principle of the thing still burned. He and his friends had been insulted and attacked. Worse, the damned watchdog nano had then incapacitated them, rendering them helpless.
At least they hadnât also been fined for the loss of their uniforms. Those were cheap enoughâthey were grown right on the spot from raw synthewool to specâbut theyâd expected to be gigged for the thefts as well.
Mostly, he kept remembering his conversations at that partyâ¦his difficulty even understanding what was being discussed. Oh, sure, there were translation programs that could be run in his implant, but the attitudes heâd seen seemed as alien as the language, or more so.
It was a bit disconcerting to know that heâd come homeâ¦and not to feel at home after allâ¦.
5
10 NOVEMBER 2159
Alpha Company Barracks
Star Marine Force Center
Twentynine Palms, California
1420 hours, PST
âAll right, Marines. Listen up!â
Garroway looked up from his LR-2120, partially disassembled on the table before him, to hear what Staff Sergeant Dunne had to say. Around him, the steady buzz of conversation among other Marines in the company died away.
âGentlemen, ladies,â Dunne went on, âfirst off⦠happy fucking birthday !â
The announcement was met with cheers and shouts of Ooh-rah! and fists pounding on tables. The tenth of November was the anniversary of the creation of the U.S. Marinesâoriginally the Continental Marinesâby an act of Congress in 1775, a date celebrated by Marines around the world and far, far beyond.
âFestivities begin at 1900 hours tonight at the mess hall. Cake, ice cream, and pogey bait will be the order of the day.â
He waited for a fresh round of cheers to die down. âOkay, okay, simmer down. Next order of business. The waiting is over. The Nergs are going to war.â
That raised a low-voiced murmur of excitement. Nergs was a new battlename for the Marines, another in the long list of nom dâguerres bestowed by enemies and friends alikeâdevil dogs, leathernecks, jarheads, gyrines. Nerg, or Nergal may-I, was from the phrase, identical in both An and in ancient Sumerian, nir-gál-mè-a , which meant something like ârespected in battle.â The Fighting Forty-fourth had won that accolade from the Ahannu warriors on Ishtar immediately after the desperately fought action that had ended in Ramseyâs Peace.
âNow,â Dunne went on, âthe really good news. Authorization has come through for promotions for all personnel who were on the Ishtar op. You have all received an automatic advancement by one pay grade. Personnel advancing to sergeant or higher will still be expected to take the test for your new rank, but the time-in-grade requirement has been satisfied.â
There was some more cheering and a rattle of applause at that. Garroway grinned. Heâd just made corporal. Decent!
âA new download is available,â Dunne went on, âcoded White Star-one-one. Please open it up and take a look.â
Garroway brought up the code phrase and thought-clicked it. Immediately, he was in a noumenal spaceâ¦.
Visual: Star-strewn night, gas clouds, a pair of intensely brilliant pinpoint-stars, and the vast and enigmatic loom of a ring-shaped structure, obviously hugeâ¦.
âThe ring is our objective,â Dunne went on, his voice sounding in their thoughts as they studied the alien construct. âIt is located in the Sirius star system, 8.6 light-years from Earth. We believe it to be a stargate, a device floating in deep space that allows instantaneous travel between stars. Those patterns of light along the rim suggest that it is inhabited. We do not know by who.â
Sirius . Garroway felt the word strike hard, like a blow to the stomach. Lynnley !
The Marine company watched in silence as the golden