The Lost Fleet: Beyond the Frontier: Invincible by Jack Campbell Page A

out of components and system checks will be done. A full inspection of the physical components will take a lot longer, but we’re on it, Admiral.”
    “Thank you.”
    “No, sir. Thank you.” She smiled. “You publicly expressed confidence in my ship and my crew.”
    He shrugged, uncomfortable with knowing his words meant so much to her and the rest of the crew. “I just told the truth.
Dauntless
has never let me down. If there is a ship in this fleet that is truly invincible, it’s
Dauntless
.”
    Desjani’s smile slipped. “And now you’re trying to jinx my ship.”
    “I only meant—”
    “Quit while you’re ahead, Admiral. I’m sure you will apologize to the living stars later for the presumption, but for now let’s pretend you didn’t say that and just focus on the fact that Black Jack wouldn’t have any other ship carry his flag.”
    HE almost hesitated before sending the next maneuver orders, wondering if they would go out to the rest of the fleet as they should or if the comm system would suffer more problems. But Desjani’s comm personnel had reported that the system was working properly for now at least. “All units, come port six five degrees down three degrees at time one five.”
    Every ship turned as ordered, the box formation once again pivoting its heading without changing its shape, the fleet curving around away from both the star here and the oncoming bear-cow armada, now only twenty light-minutes distant.
    “The bear-cows are going to be unhappy,” Desjani commented.
    “As long as they do what we want,” Geary replied.
    “And what,” Victoria Rione asked from the back of the bridge, “are we doing?”
    He pivoted his seat to look back at her. “Trying to get them to do what we want them to do. I take it we still haven’t heard from them?”
    “No,” Rione said. “Not even a bloodcurdling ‘moo’ of defiance. I believe your experts are right. These creatures do not speak with their enemies. They get rid of them.”
    General Charban came on the bridge as well as Rione finished. “And too bad for anyone or anything that wasn’t actually an enemy, though I suspect their definition of enemy might be very broad. I just had a fascinating discussion with Dr. Shwartz.”
    “Any new insights?” Geary asked. It would be about forty minutes before they spotted the bear-cow reaction to their latest maneuver, so he might as well see if he could learn anything new during the wait.
    “Nothing good,” Charban said.
    “Why is it that Dr. Shwartz’s insights rarely bring comfort?”
    Charban smiled. “That’s a question I can’t address. But I can tell you what our experts have concluded from more analysis of the surface of that inhabited planet here. You already know it is almost covered with buildings.”
    “Right. Buildings with crops on the roofs.”
    “The same crops, Admiral. There is very little if any variation in vegetation in all of the areas we have been able to view of that planet.”
    “Everywhere?”
    Desjani got it, making a noise of disbelief. “They’ve wiped out everything else? That planet is covered with them and what they grow to eat?”
    “Pretty much,” Charban said. “They not only took out all of the predators, they’ve also apparently taken out everything else that might compete with them or be in the way. In the videos we’ve intercepted, we’ve seen birdlike creatures occasionally, and some small beasts that appear to be pets, but aside from that, it’s just bear-cows. Oh, except for some shows that must be historical. The bear-cows in them wear primitive armor and engage in battles with other creatures, clearly digital special effects rather than real, probably the predators who are now extinct.”
    “Battles?” That might be another opportunity to confirm how the bear-cows fought. “Can you forward me one of those right now?”
    “Certainly, Admiral.” Charban tapped his comm unit, then nodded to Geary.
    Desjani leaned in close to Geary