Ian Spencer
Suddenly, Regina faced a serious choice. She could either accept her role as commander in chief of her military, or continue to leave her responsibility in the hands of the Joint Chiefs. If she left her military in the hands of the Joint Chiefs, the glaring mistakes, which she saw in this disastrous battle, would never be corrected.
Regina chose to accept her role as commander in chief and to live on a carrier. Standing before the battle screen that was still showing the sixty destroyed carriers, Regina promised the dead crews that a disaster like this would never happen again.
This is the chronicle of how the Queen’s personal carrier, Raptor, became a terror to pirates, dictators, and invaders throughout the universe.
This chronicle involves the reader in the dream of Regina. The reader becomes involved in a basic truth of life. Dreams are not just given to a person; dreams are fought for. This struggle to obtain her dream forces Regina to grow, giving her the capacity to live her dream, as she obtains her dream. The reader not only feels Regina’s struggles, but also her victories.
I was editing this chronicle about Regina, when I discovered a reference to Susan and Ethan Rains. The Professor told the Chairman that Ethan and Susan taught Regina tactics and all the rest of her military courses. Ethan and Susan are the main characters in the chronicle titled Operation Fire Dragon. It is classified as an espionage chronicle.
I had looked at some pages of that chronicle and wondered why it was in a pile of chronicles that dealt with space. However, it is like all the rest of the material, scattered over dozens of bags of material.
The Professor’s statement is the only reference to Ethan and Susan in the chronicle of Regina. However, Regina could not have changed her military without knowing a great deal about tactics. Susan and Ethan were masters in tactics.
In the chronicles about Deborah, we see her great military force. The crews and troops were highly trained. Who trained these troops? Ethan was in change of all the troops on the island. He trained them. When Susan moved to this island, she contributed a deep understand of knowing the enemies plans and always being there to destroy him.
Obviously, there was a lot of quiet and hidden preparation going on. The clincher is that Earth had no way to transport Ethan and Susan to one of the planets of Astoria. Earth had no way to even get out of a solar system, let alone a galaxy. The statement in Regina is only a passing statement by the professor to the Chairman, but it is a very important fact.
I’ll keep you updated on this subject. I’m going to search through the bags that are located near the area where I found this material. When I find more information on this subject, I will put it on the website.
The next book to be published is about Victoria. Each of the women, who has a chronicle of their life, is so different. Each woman has her own way of fighting the enemy and ferreting out the information she needs. It makes the chronicles that much more interesting.
Ian, at stardwellers.com
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Astoria’s Royal Palace
Astoria’s Military Headquarters
An aide rushed into the Chairman’s office. “Fleet Three is under attack! We’ve already lost nineteen carriers!”
The Chairman switched on his two, eight-foot, wall-mounted monitors. The first monitor that would have shown the Flagship’s battle screen was dark. The Documentary Probe that traveled with the Fleet was showing the entire battle on the second monitor. Astoria’s carriers were lined up between two parallel asteroid belts. Twenty-two of the carriers, at the beginning of the column, had already been destroyed, and their motionless hulks were blocking the remaining carriers from exiting the enemy’s trap. The enemy had used the gigantic size of a carrier, forty miles long, six miles wide, and four miles high, to build a wall of steel that imprisoned Astoria’s remaining carriers. All the two hundred enemy ships were targeting and firing their missile batteries at the same carrier, destroying them one by one.
An Admiral and General rushed into the Chairman’s office. They glanced at the monitors.
“My God, they got the flagship!” the Admiral said.
Suddenly, five of Astoria’s carriers squeezed between the top of the destroyed carriers and the asteroid belt. After the five carriers had fired four laser cannon volleys at the enemy ships, the middle carrier was hit by over a hundred enemy missiles and exploded hurling twisted metal shards into the ships around her.
“Why haven’t they launched their assault ships?” the General asked.
“They can't,” the Admiral said. “A carrier’s laser cannons can only be fired in a broadside, and the cannons would blow up any assault ship in the area.”
Ten more of Astoria’s carriers managed to squeeze through the twisted metal debris and join up with the four surviving carriers. The fourteen carriers broke out of the trap and began to fire their cannons. The fourteen carriers inflicted heavy damage on the enemy ships. However, nine more of Astoria’s carriers, which were caught in the trap, were destroyed. Even as more carriers freed themselves and joined up with the attacking force, the enemy kept destroying the carriers still imprisoned in the trap.
“How many carriers do we have left?” the General asked.
“About sixty,” the Admiral said.
“We lost forty so far! How many crewmen are on a carrier?”
“A minimum of 125,000. But most of the carriers are out of the trap, and they’ll take out the remaining enemy ships.”
When the last enemy ship was destroyed, forty carriers had survived. All of the surviving carriers were heavily damaged.
“Our fleet destroyed almost two hundred enemy ships,” the Admiral said. “They did very well. That was the first major battle we had in over five years. Our war games paid off.”
“Yes,” the Chairman said, “but it was a costly victory. We lost sixty carriers and over seven and a half million personnel.”
Astoria’s Royal Palace
As the fleet disappeared from view, the documentary probe was still focused on the sixty carriers that were ripped open to space. The vacuum and absolute cold of space were embracing the crewmembers still entombed in the carriers.
Regina stood up and spoke to the dead crews. “To the millions of my military who have died today, as the Queen, I, Regina, promise you a disaster like this will never happen again. I will devote my life to giving my military the best training and equipment.”
She picked up the fifteen pages of notes that she had written, while watching the battle, and put them on her desk. The pages were covered with her tears.
Astoria’s Military Headquarters
Ten minutes later Regina walked into Astoria’s Military Headquarters. Regina was five foot eleven, with bright-blue eyes, soft-red hair, and an athletic build.
She entered the Office of the Joint Chiefs and was immediately ushered into the Chairman’s office.
“Your Majesty,” the Chairman said, “what can I do for you?”
Regina glanced at the wall monitors. They were dark.
“As you know, Chairman, I just celebrated my seventeenth birthday and have finished all my military courses. The tutors you assigned to me were excellent.
“As of this moment, I am assuming my position as commander in chief of the military forces of Astoria,” and she handed the Chairman a document.
The Chairman glanced at the document.
“You and the Joint Chiefs will remain in your present positions. I will live on a carrier, and I want you to assign an excellent Captain and crew to my ship. I will patrol the area from Astoria to just past Earth.”
The Chairman looked perplexed. “The Kings and Queens have always lived in the Royal Palace, and we have never patrolled with a single carrier, only with a fleet. In the battle today, even with a fleet, we took heavy casualties.”
The Chairman waited for the Queen to change her decision.
There was no response from the Queen. Her bright-blue eyes stared at the Chairman.
The Chairman stood at attention and looked at her, as he would a recruit.
The Chairman waited.
Regina kept silent and stared at him. Her face showed neither nervousness nor anger, but rather the same expression as a patient mother looking at her naughty child.
The Chairman finally spoke. “But, you knew those facts.”
The Queen still did not respond, but continued to stare at him.
“Well, Your Majesty, I’ll see that you get a carrier and an excellent crew.”
“Thank you. After you choose the best Captain for my carrier, send me a copy of his records and have him report to me.”
The Queen turned, walked to the door, and opened it; before, the Chairman could open it for her.
