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to protect their position in the treaty negotiations by avoiding an appearance of weakness.”
“I know you can’t be precise, but the Council would appreciate your best estimate.”
“I see, Sir.” Yu narrowed his eyes to hide the contempt in them. Simonds was a naval officer. He ought to know as well as Yu that any estimate would be little more than an educated guess. In fact, he probably did know. He simply wanted to be sure any blame for a wrong guess fell on someone else’s shoulders, and Yu’s contempt eased into wry humor as he realized how much alike Havenite politicos and Masadan theocrats truly were under the skin.
“Very well, Sword. Allowing for normal Grayson readiness states, and with the proviso that any estimate can be only an estimate, I’d say we could expect them to counterattack our second or third raid. By the widest stretch of the imagination, I can’t believe it would take them more than a T-day or two to spot our ‘raiding’ patterns and respond.”
“And you’re confident of your ability to crush them when they do?”
“As confident as anyone can be about a military action. It’s highly unlikely they—or even the Manticorans, should their warship intervene—will realize what they’re up against in time to save themselves. It’s not impossible, of course, but the possibility is slight, and even if they break off instantly, their losses should still be near total.”
“Near total?”
“Sir, we’re talking about a deep-space engagement between impeller drive vessels, and we can’t predict their exact approach vector,” Yu said patiently. “Unless they come in exactly where we want them, Thunder will get in only a few broadsides. Their losses will still be high in that case, but it will be up to our locally-built units to mop them up, and it’s highly probable at least some of them will escape. As I’ve already pointed out, however, they have nowhere to escape to. Any survivors can only fall back on Grayson, and they’ll have no choice but to offer action when we advance against the planet itself. Disengaging won’t be an option under those circumstances, and Thunder can wipe out their entire navy in an afternoon if they stand and fight.”
“Um.” Simonds rubbed his chin harder and frowned, then shrugged. “Very well, Captain Yu. Thank you for your time and your very clear arguments. I’ll return to the Council with the recording.” He pressed the stud a second