"Duly noted. But just make sure you've okayed that with the captain and the rest of the crew first, alright?" Cronic said, a small smirk visible on the side of his face. 

"Military regulations and all that. A problem I don't have, but still..." Cronic said, before scratching his chin in thought. 

"Since I don't do things military, if I tried to pull what Maddox did, my crew would disagree with me and they would not be afraid to let me know it. As for the Extended Maddox pretty much left to die, I doubt he'll be so willing to work for Maddox again. Hell, the only reason he probably stuck by Maddox in the first place was because of the maintenance beds."

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"Were it so easy. Cronic spent a lot of time trying to chart where the ship went. He's narrowed it down to three possible locations, but right now we just don't have the time to spare a search party. Not to mention a lot of our guys are busy helping cart resources to various ships in the fleet. Be it materials for upgrades or consumables like food and water." Mark said, folding his arms.

"If he had any pair of balls remaining, Maddox would come back to face the consequences of what he's done. While the task force may have intimidated the ETs for now, once they're done licking their wounds, they'll be back in force. I'm worried the new units won't be ready for deployment by then. A wounded beast is an angry one, afterall."