Solar Warden

The drill Part 88

Newman was now also searching for the communication device in the alien ship.

Still Freeman was lying on a stretcher in the shuttle. His suit was off. He had a blanked as cover. Jones injected him something for faster regeneration and pain reduction. It felt good not like Anderson had reported.

"Hey, someone there?" he called.

There was no one in the shuttle.

"Ah, you are back. I inform Jones,", one of the pilots radioed.

"How is the situation?" Freeman asked.

"At the moment peaceful. Jones is on his way. He is here in about 10 minutes and will check you out," came the reply after a short break.

"I am fine. Ready for duty." Freeman replied and stood up. He was a strong Afro-American, third generation in the US military. Proud of his job, he was eager to go on and show as leader nothing can stop him from his duty. As a former Delta Force member he was drilled to overcome conditional obstacles. But here it would be handled a bit different. The directives were a bit changed. He was now in his t-shirt and shorts checking the tactical information on the screen.

"Wait for Jones it will be a short checkup. There is not much going on. We still wait for the drill to finish," the pilot replied.

"Drill?"

The pilot told him the situation and stretched the time till Jones was there.

The checkup took a bit of a time and the data was verified with the doctors on the Icarus. Satisfying for Freeman he was now declared fit for duty. He put one of the backup combat suits on, which they had now in the shuttles. Then he went with Jones back to the cave.