Forrest and Sujay: On Top of Your Mom! (Horsemen Origins Book 2)

Part 6

Alcyone was a tranquil world, and one of the few that the Core could credit as being an overwhelming success through terramorphing efforts. One of the only planets free from disease and an atmosphere that didn't collapse, Alcyone was a lush, green temperate world with massive, pristine freshwater lakes, crisp air and only one major city, Alcian. The lakes of Alcyone were formed during the terramorphing process when the planet was heated to a liveable temperature which forced the massive freshwaters glaciers to melt.

The planet was encircled by a massive Core fleet blockading the planet. Embargoes were expensive business, and contraband would be valuable.

There were six battleships, eighteen destroyers, twenty nine frigates, and thousands of individual fighters, all flying in a swirling vortex to ensure that no one could get in...or out.

"We've got to run that?" Sujay asked.

"I can run it."

"You always say that!"

"Because I always run the blockade! Name one blockade I've never run!"

"Mathis."

"That doesn't count! You distracted me!"

"What? You were the one downloading those pictures of half naked-"

"What matters is that we made the delivery alright?"

"After hiding inside of that asteroid!"

"It worked, that's what matters! Now, calculate my trajectory, while I go find some fresh pictures of your mom."

"Ugh, you and those stupid jokes..."

"Do we have any intel on why there's such a heavy blockade?" Forrest asked.

Sujay used his military credentials on the Core mainframe and pulled up the dossier of Alcyone. Since Sujay made it to Lieutenant, he had access to the Core's military database, but after he left the military his credentials and logins were revoked. Sujay merely hired a couple of computer guys to restore his access.

"According to the official report Alcyone's trade has been shut down because they refuse to export any more freshwater, Sujay said.

"And what kind of booty are they calling for?" Forrest asked.

"Uuuhh, not much we're carrying...oh, here we go. They want ship parts. Big orders too. Wow, these are Core military-level volume orders. Almost like they're getting replacement parts for an aerial fleet. We could dump all those engine fuselages in the cargo hold..." Sujay suggested.

"And tack on a minimal 600% hazard pay fee," Forrest said as he clapped his hands together like a grinning monkey.

"We'll be able to pay off Kingsman for the Dreamweaver and finally become free men!" Sujay said as his eyes glimmered.

"Try to find out who the Admiral is. See if it's one of our old chums," Forrest said.

"It's Ivanov running the blockade. He always sticks to the basics. The old fashioned Chinese Wall technique. Crude, but effective," Sujay replied.

"I can run it," Forrest said.

"You already said that!" Sujay replied.

"Well, when I find a blockade I can't run I'll say so. Calculating trajectory," Forrest said.

"You never take the care and attention to plan your trajectory right. You always rush in, fly fast and break my ship in the process."

"Your ship? How dare you Sujay Malak?!