"We'll contact the [i]In Autumn Clad[/i]," Drake said. "It's still in orbit, so we'll get supplies when we need them." He moved to the computer. "USS [i]In Autumn Clad[/i], this is Sergeant Drake."

"Go ahead, Sergeant."

"We've secured the armory as field command. We have a Private in need of medevac. Can he be brought up when the next squad arrives?"

"We'll have a bed opened up for him when he comes homes."

"WILCO. Reports will be sent every hour until the next squad arrives. Drake out."