He looked at Vedrian, Hammermill, and Tuttle for support, but there wasn’t any to be had. Stone shook his head again. “I’m sorry, Spacer Dollish. I can’t take you with me. Your navy suit doesn’t have the capability to support you that long.” Dollish said, “You’re taking some supplies, right?” His voice cracked as he desperately searched for a way to make Stone change his mind. “We could take a tent. I could get out of my suit every now and then. We could recharge and reset it ...” His voice faded away. Stone said, “We’re moving too fast for that. Look, Tim. You’re my friend, right? If I could take anyone, I’d take you, but I can’t. You know it.” Dollish nodded. “Me and a few marines, right?” Dollish was correct. He would feel more comfortable taking a platoon of marines along, but that wasn’t going to happen either. Major Numos needed his full compliment to shut down the massive orbiting weapons platform.
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