“Come on, Luke lets go? I can’t have you dying looking like a lost puppy,” John said.
“Eh, have you forgotten about the Alachins?” Luke said shaking his head.
“Come on, we won’t be long. you know the actual action is till hours.”
Luke told the other three Troopers at their gun to keep a look out, that they would be back shortly. Then he scampered after John. “Do you know where she is?”
“Of course, she is doing sentry. It’ll only take us a few minutes.”
A sense of dread pervaded the base. The sound of locals chatting gone and fear etched onto every face. John slapped Luke’s back. “We’ll get through this. You look like a ghost.”
“I hope so.” A tear welled in his eye.
They passed by the main control building for the forthcoming battle. Not that you would know from the outside. It had been given the same sandstone appearance as the others. No guards at front, nothing to give it away from orbit.
“This way.” John’s pace quickened as they went back up a rampart.
And there she was. A big smile broke out across Luke’s face and he rushed towards her. They embraced.
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