08-13-2016, 10:00 PM
Twenty-six hours after Col. Wolff submitted her registration, a command was issued by the administrative staff for Major General Martin Stanko that she arrive on base immediately.
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A career in the army, and the Ukranian-born MG Stanko never expected to see the orders on his screen. It was routed through the office of Bader Koertig, General of the Army, a man that Stanko had only met once, and the currently highest ranking general in the CCD. This was a man that advised the Ascendancy on a daily basis. He issued the order, which must have been composed by the Ascendancy's hand, to intervene in the career of one of his colonels.
The second half of the order was bizarre by any standard, but that was before the world was changed. Before the theatre of warfare as known was about to shift. Stanko felt it in his bones, the wars of the future, and it was terrifying. Never did peace mean so much. Never did the CCD need to dominate that peace more in order to protect it.
He closed the screen and thought through how he was going to say this. How to deal with one of these wielders directly.
In place of the previous screen, he summoned a history of Colonel Wolff's career. Decorated, brave, dedicated and respected, there was little to criticize. Oh there was always something, but nothing obvious. Stanko was harsh, but fair, with his subordinates. But in light of this, the third screen open, the one containing the copy of her registration, all her previous files should be reevaluated.
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A career in the army, and the Ukranian-born MG Stanko never expected to see the orders on his screen. It was routed through the office of Bader Koertig, General of the Army, a man that Stanko had only met once, and the currently highest ranking general in the CCD. This was a man that advised the Ascendancy on a daily basis. He issued the order, which must have been composed by the Ascendancy's hand, to intervene in the career of one of his colonels.
The second half of the order was bizarre by any standard, but that was before the world was changed. Before the theatre of warfare as known was about to shift. Stanko felt it in his bones, the wars of the future, and it was terrifying. Never did peace mean so much. Never did the CCD need to dominate that peace more in order to protect it.
He closed the screen and thought through how he was going to say this. How to deal with one of these wielders directly.
In place of the previous screen, he summoned a history of Colonel Wolff's career. Decorated, brave, dedicated and respected, there was little to criticize. Oh there was always something, but nothing obvious. Stanko was harsh, but fair, with his subordinates. But in light of this, the third screen open, the one containing the copy of her registration, all her previous files should be reevaluated.