Chain of Command – Snippet 34

Chain of Command – Snippet 34

“Damned if I know,” she said. “I really had better find out, hadn’t I?”

“Let me just make sure I got all of this squared away,” Rivera said. “The uBakai are cranking up the heat in the war, from everything I read in the intel brief they can double or triple their available ships here, our cruisers blow up when they look cross-eyed at them, and the missiles on our destroyer don’t work.”

“Yes, that last bit’s something of a challenge. I’d get on fixing those missiles right away,” Atwater-Jones said.

“We’re screwed,” Rivera said, barely containing her anger, or was it fear?

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that,” the intelligence officer replied.

“No? Why not?”

“Because I am paid not to. Come to think of it, so are you. I believe what you are paid for is producing good results under trying conditions. I doubt you will ever in your career get a better opportunity to demonstrate that aptitude than you have right now.”

For a moment all Sam heard was the faint whisper of the air circulation system in his cabin.

“Easy for you to say, sitting on the command ship,” Rivera answered. Sam looked over at her holo-image. She gripped the arms of her acceleration rig hard enough to make her knuckles white, and her eyes had narrowed to slits. Sam didn’t like the situation much either, but he didn’t see how insulting the task force N-2 was going to improve things.

“Not altogether easy,” Atwater-Jones replied carefully. “Of course the real trick is to make difficult jobs look easy. You might work on that, Captain Rivera.”

And then she cut her transmission.

“Nice one, boss,” Sam said to Rivera. She looked at him for a moment, eyes cold, and then cut her own feed. Sam looked over at Captain Wu on Petersburg, who gave an elaborate shrug and then cut his transmission.

Well, the situation may be hopeless, but at least we’ll die among friends.

Sam kept his faceplate down so his next conversation would be private. He squinted up the commlink code for Marina Filipenko. She should hear the news of this attack on her home directly from him.


Vice-Captain Takaar Nuvaash, Speaker for the Enemy, made way as a damage abatement party glided past in the weightless operations core of KBk Five One Seven, then continued to grip the handhold as two other crewmen passed, guiding three long bundles–bodies of crewmen wrapped in white death shrouds. The composite liner of one must have been torn because Nuvaash saw a red stain spreading along the side of the bundle. He closed his eyes and tried to master his growing anger and confusion.

A hand touched his arm. His eyes jerked open and he saw Senior Lieutenant e-Toveri, one of the few officers on the cruiser whose company he enjoyed.

“I am sorry, my friend, if I startled you,” e-Toveri said. He tethered himself to a wall stanchion, then dug a short length of crushed Taba root from a plastic pouch and slipped it into his mouth between this gum and lip. He shook his head and nodded toward the two crewmen and their somber cargo.

“A difficult business, this is turning out to be. Two more dead forward who we could not get to without hard suits and cutting torches, these three here, and I hear three more in engineering. Koomik’koh is one of them.”

Nuvaash felt the news course through him like a wave of electricity, searing the nerves it surged through.

“Koomik’koh. I knew him,” Nuvaash said, the traditional acknowledgement of the passing of a friend–the only other officer on the cruiser Nuvaash could honestly say that of.

“As did I,” e-Toveri responded. “He inspired me to rise above the commonplace. He drove me to become better than I am.”

“He made me laugh,” Nuvaash answered honestly. Koomik’koh was the only officer on the cruiser who had.

e-Toveri touched his arm again and then pushed off to glide down the corridor, and soon Nuvaash was alone.

None of this made any sense!

Why would the home government support a war of aggression against the Humans when that war would bring glory to the Navy, the main agents of the failed military coup a year ago? Why? There must be a hidden reason.

Then he remembered–a report had arrived shortly after the battle describing the course of ground combat on K’tok. Something about it had struck him as odd, but his attention was absorbed in helping stem the loss of atmosphere and directing damage abatement parties, and in the chaos and urgency of saving the ship the message had slipped his mind. Now it was back with its annoying itch of vague wrongness. He rested the back of his head in one of the wireless datalink alcoves spaced along the corridor. Not all of them were still live, after the damage they had sustained, but this one was. He activated his surgically embedded commlink and contacted the ship’s e-synaptic memory core.

Load ground status report received Day Seven, Tenmonth Waxing.


Access visual.

Nuvaash donned his viewer glasses and scanned the virtual image of the report which appeared in his optic centers. What had caught his attention? Then he saw it, at the bottom, the signature: Villi Murhaach, Governor Plenipotentiary of K’tok. That wasn’t the name of the governor he remembered.

When had they arrived in-system? About two and a half months ago.

Identity of Governor Plenipotentiary of K’tok, Day Seven, Sevenmonth Waning.

Tinjeet e-Rauhaan

Yes, his memory was not betraying him. When had that changed?

Circumstances of replacement of e-Rauhaan by Murhaach as governor.

Tinjeet e-Rauhaan killed in groundcar accident on Nine of Ninemonth Waxing. Replaced same day as governor plenipotentiary of K’tok, in accordance with statute, by deputy governor Villi Murhaach.

Killed in a groundcar accident? e-Rauhaan must have been the unluckiest governor in history. Nuvaash could not remember the last time he had heard of an autocar malfunctioning dramatically enough to result in a fatality.

Day Nine of Ninemonth waxing. Now why did that date stick in his mind? Oh, of course.

List date KBk Five One Seven fired first multiple target ordnance in K’tok system.

Ten of Ninemonth Waxing.

Yes, they had fired the first shot of the war the day after e-Rauhaan had died and was replaced by Murhaach.

Nuvaash accessed background files on both the former and current governor. Tinjeet e-Rauhaan, a politician widely known for his moderate views, had worked to reduce violence with Human colonists along the frontier zone. Not the sort of politician who would have approved of this war at all. News feeds described Murhaach, on the other hand, as a firebrand, an extreme anti-Humanist, who had been appointed to the largely ceremonial position of deputy governor only as a political concession to the opposition. But then, suddenly and unexpectedly, he had become governor, and heir to the governor’s plenipotentiary power.

Nuvaash broke the link to the ship’s memory core and floated in the corridor, thinking the puzzle through, arranging the pieces.

Plenipotentiary powers: plenipotentiary meant the governor spoke with the full force of the home government and could act locally in its stead. Technically it meant the governor could launch the nation upon a war, but Nuvaash had never heard of that power being used–at least before now. The preemptive attack was not the sort of thing e-Rauhaan would ever have countenanced, while Murhaach would have embraced it immediately, used his extraordinary powers to authorize it, all of which was unprecedented and irregular, yet entirely legal. But …

But Nuvaash had been briefed on the attack plan four days before e-Rauhaan’s death, and at that time KBk Five One Seven had already been on its firing course for two days. The plan must have been made even earlier.

Why would anyone make a plan which relied upon the complicity of a planetary governor who would never agree to it–a plan which could be carried through only by virtue of the convenient, but presumably unforeseeable, death of that governor, and his replacement by the fanatical Murhaach?

Nuvaash knew the answer to that question, and the answer froze him in place in the corridor, momentarily paralyzing his muscles and emptying his mind.

Nothing had made sense since this operation began, but now Nuvaash saw clearly it was because of their habitual Varoki willing embrace of secrecy in every aspect of their lives. The shadow brotherhoods which formed a hidden layer of cross-cutting ambitions and allegiances below the surface of Varoki society, the complex jostling of wealth and ideology, privilege and pride in successive layers of political and corporate governance, had rendered the true motivations for public acts seemingly unknowable. The Varoki were used to things not appearing to make sense, used to the idea that the real reasons for actions were complex and concealed–so used to it that it no longer occurred to them that someone might simply be lying.  Their suspicious nature did not protect them from deceit; on the contrary, it made them defenseless against it.

We are dupes, Nuvaash thought, a race of dupes.


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15 Responses to Chain of Command – Snippet 34

  1. Richard H says:

    That was a really mean place to cut the last snippet. I suppose it wouldn’t have produced as much speculation, but it would have been nice to know we weren’t going to get an explanation on the human side.

  2. Randomiser says:

    Hey, we just got a much better answer from the Varoki side. The human side ain’t going to work it out because it really is senseless from the POV of official eBakai government policy. Some anti-humanist group are bumping them into war for their own bigoted reasons.

    • Robert says:

      I wouldn’t be so sure that the humans won’t work it out eventually. It just may take most of the story to figure it out, and figuring it out may become a somewhat important subplot in the story.

      • Richard H says:

        I expect that the humans will work it out in bits and pieces, especially now that it has become a high priority. I also have a feeling that Nuvaash has only just begun his own journey to find out what’s actually going on as well. Apparently, deniable assassination is also a distinctly human threat, in the normal course of life, despite the Varoki society being built up around bunches of secret societies.

        Likely, both threads will have different parts of the puzzle because of their different sources with only the reader being able to piece it together until the end.

        • Randomiser says:

          I’m finding Nuvaash the most interesting character so far. I wonder if he is going to end up helping the humans stop the war. Wonder what his secret society thinks of all this? The war just became a deniable plot perpetrated against the eBakai government, if it starts going badly. My really paranoid bit wonders if they deliberately set it up that way :-)

          • Dave Lachlan says:

            Agrred – I think that there will be a lot of denial by the uBakai and the humans – the fleet movement and sealed orders are dodgy.

    • Lorendiac says:

      The part focused on Nuvaash’s perspective reminds me of something I once read. I think it was in “Victory at Sea: World War II in the Pacific,” written by James F. Dunnigan and Albert A. Nofi. The passage in question went roughly as follows (paraphrased from my flawed memory):

      “You may have heard horror stories about endless bickering and communications gaps between senior officers of the U.S. Army and the U.S. Navy during the War in the Pacific. But you should keep this in perspective by understanding that the situation among their Japanese counterparts was a hundred times worse.”

      In other words: We have seen many flaws in the U.S. Navy (and other allied navies) through Sam’s eyes. But it’s oddly comforting to know that while the human side is more-or-less unified in its determination to resist Varoki aggression, the Varoki themselves are not all part of one monolithic well-oiled machine which is firmly committed to this war and has a brilliant master plan for how to achieve a crushing victory as quickly as possible. Instead, the Varoki “home government” didn’t even have a clue that this war was going to happen, didn’t want it to happen, and will not be full of enthusiasm when they get the word that it has already started!

      I’m suddenly feeling more optimistic about the human chances of ending this war on favorable terms . . .

  3. Ron Raasch says:

    going back a few snippets I speculated there was another potentially hidden reason for the eBakai to prosecuting this war, Given the merchantile nature of the cottohaz system I bet someone found a way to make outlandish profits off the death and destruction.

  4. Randall Rapp says:

    It will also automatically strengthens their Military, who were recently subordinated after an attempted coup. It wouldn’t be the first time some one went to war because of their internal politics, either as a distraction or to raise the importance of their group.

  5. Robert says:

    I suspect that Captain Rivera is going to be one of the next to die or crack up in the chain of command.

  6. Randomiser says:

    I think Rivera is only in charge of this division, not the whole squadron. If they take more casualties the division may be down to two boats, or even just Bitka’s

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