The Primitive Decision

0:00Hi, this is Alex Cantrowitz. I'm the host of Big Technology podcast, a long time reporter and an on-air contributor to CNBC. And if you're like me, you're trying to figure out how artificial intelligence is changing the business world and our lives. So each week on Big Technology, I bring on key actors from companies building AI tech and outsiders trying to influence it. Asking where this is all going, they come from places like Nvidia, Microsoft, Amazon, and plenty more. So if you want to be smart with your wallet, your career choices, and meetings with your colleagues and at dinner parties, listen to Big Technology podcast wherever you get your podcasts. Hey, I'm Josh Speagle, host of the podcast, Lunatic in the newsroom. If you enjoy journalism that drifts into my old panic, wild overthinking and a guaranteed nervous breakdown, Lunatic in the newsroom is for you. It's news like you've never heard before, the only newsroom with a panic button. You'll laugh, you'll cry, and gasp and horror as the show spirals completely out of control. It's not just news, it's emotionally unstable.

1:00Lunatic in the newsroom. Listen today. Commander of Exdellis stood in the bridge of her ship, watching the stars through the main viewing screen. The bridge was quiet except for the soft tum of machines and the gentle beeping of computers. Her ship, the sovereign's will, was one of the largest vessels in the Zephrin fleet. It was over two miles long and carried. Enough weapons to destroy a small moon, the Kepler-minus-442 system was peaceful today. Three planets circled the LSDOT and one of them was home to a new zephrin colony. The colonists had been there for only five years, but they were doing well. They had built cities, farms, and mining stations. Trade ships came and went every few days. Carrying goods to other parts of the galaxy, the Exdellis had been patrolling this area for six months. It was not exciting work, but it was important. The Kepler-minus-442 system sat at the crossing of three major, trade ruts.

2:02Ships from dozens of different alien races past her here every day. Most of them were friendly, but pirates sometimes tried to attack the merchant vessels. The commander was tall even for Zephrin. His skin was blue-green and covered with small scales that caught the light from the bridge displays. Her large, eyes could see much better than human eyes and her forearms made her a very good operating accomplished control panels on her ship. She had been in this zephrin navy for 30 years and had fought in many battles. To defeld different though. Her senses had been picking up strange readings for the past hour. Something was coming toward their system through hyperspace. The computer said it would arrive soon. Commander called out to a sensor officer, a young zephrin named Colter. We have a ship dropping out of hyperspace. It's about 50,000 miles away from us. Exdell had turned to look at the main display screen. A new dot appeared in the tactical map showing the position of the unknown vessel. She frowned as she studied the readings. What kind of ship is it? She asked. Colter worked at his console. For a moment, his forehand's dancing across the controls.

3:05It's strange commander. The ship is much smaller than our frigates. The hull appears to be made of simple metal alloys. The design is very basic. It looks like it was built by a species that just learned how to travel between stars. Weapons. Exdell wanted to know. I can detect some energy signatures that might be weapons, but they are very weak. This ship could not hurt even our smallest patrol boat. Vixola relaxed a little. New species discovered hyperspace travel every few years. Most of them were excited and curious about the galaxy, but they were also primitive and harmless. That. Sufferian Confederation had procedures for dealing with such contacts. Are they sending any messages? She asked dot communications. Officer Riven looked up from her station. Yes, commander. They are broadcasting on multiple frequencies. The message is in very simple galactic standard. I will put it on the main speakers. A voice filled the bridge. It sounded strange with all tones and pronunciation that was not quite right.

4:06Breedings. We are explorers from terror. We seek peaceful contact and trade opportunities. Please respond if you can understand this message. Several officers in the bridge made soft-clicking sounds with them out. This was Hazafrian's left. The alien sounded so polite and helpful. It reminded Vixola of children asking for permission to play in the garden. Terror, she said thoughtfully. I have never heard of that world. Computer searched the database for any reference to a planet called terror or species that calls. It's self-terror. The ship's computer made soft humming sounds as it searched for millions of records. After a few seconds, it responded in its calm, mechanical voice. No records found for terror or terrors in the galactic database. This was not unusual. There were thousands of worlds in the galaxy and new ones were discovered all the time. Many primitive species had never made contact with galactic civilization before. What does the ship look like? Vixola asked. The main viewing screen changed to show the alien vessel. Vixola studied it carefully.

5:07The ship was indeed small, maybe 300 feet long. It's how it was gray metal with some kind of numbers and symbols painted in the side. The design was very simple and blocky without the smooth curves that advanced shippled as preferred. Pots of it looked like they had been welded together by hand. It looks like a cargo ship said tactical officer McQueen. See those large sections in the middle? They are probably storage areas. And those small sections at the back are likely the engines. Very primitive agreed another officer. Look at those exhaust ports. They are using chemical rockets for maneuvering. We stopped using those 500 years ago. Vixola nodded. The aliens were clearly new to space travel. The ship looked like something a student might build an engineering school. It was functional but crude. Commander, driven colder. They are sending another message. Let me hear it. The strange voice came through the speakers again. This is capped in Sarah Chan of the Terran Colonial Service Fessel Indomitable. We have detected your ships and we'll be honored to speak with you.

6:08We bring greetings from the people of Terran and hope to learn about your civilization. Tan, Colonial Service Vixola repeated. So they have some kind of government organization for space exploration. That shows they are at least somewhat organized. She made her decision quickly. First contact with the new species was always interesting and it would be good for her career if she handled it well. The aliens seemed harmless and polite. There was no danger in talking to them. Riven opened a channel to their ship. Channel, open commander. Extel step forward and spoke in Hamos official voice. Terran Vessel Indomitable, this is Commander Vixola of the Zephyr and Confederation ship. Sovereign's will, we welcome you to the Kaplan Minus 442 system. We are pleased to make contact with your species. There was a pause, the Nieland voice responded. Commander Vixola, this is Captain Chan. We are grateful for your welcome. This is our first contact with any alien civilization and we are very excited to meet you. First contact was Spud Colter. They really are primitive.

7:10Vixola continued speaking to the aliens. Captain Chan, we would be happy to tell you about galactic civilization and how your species might join the community of worlds. Would you be willing to meet with us in person? Another pause. We would be very honored to meet with you, Commander. Should we come to your ship? That would be acceptable. We will send you docking instructions. As Riven transmitted the docking procedures, Vixola turned to her staff. Prepare the formal meeting chamber. Use the standard first contact protocols and make sure our translators are working properly. The galactic standard is not very good. What kind of reception should we prepare? Asteroid fell under Vixola thought for a moment. Something impressive but not threatening. These aliens need to understand that we are advanced and powerful but also friendly bring out the ceremonial guard but keep their weapons powered down and prepare the standard protection treaty documents. The protection treaty was something the Zephyrian Confederation offered to all primitive species. It was a generous agreement that provided new species with advanced technology, protection from pirates

8:11and hostile aliens and access to galactic trade routes. In exchange, the new species would provide raw materials, agricultural products, and workers for Zephyrian projects most. Firmative species were eager to sign such treaties. Who would not want protection and advance technology? Zephyrians had signed similar agreements with over 40 different species in the past two centuries. It was a system that worked well for everyone. How long until the dark? Xtella asked about 30 minutes commander. Vixola used the time to study the files on first contact procedures. She had done this before but each new species was different. Some were excited and curious, others were nervous and suspicious. A few had been hostile but those cases were rare. Most primitive species quickly. Realized the cooperation with advanced civilizations was in their best interests. The Terran scene to fall into the first category. The messages have been polite and respectful. They had not made any demands or threats. They appeared to understand that they were the newcomers in the situation when the alien ship reached the docking Bay of Estella was ready to share changed into a formal ediform which was covered with metals and decorations

9:13that showed her rank and achievements the meeting chamber had been prepared with comfortable chairs and a large table covered with star charts and treaty documents commander. Anant's fell on and the aliens have dot security reports that three of them are coming aboard. They are weighing some kind of environmental suits and environmental suits for Stella was surprised. Atmosphere should be safe from most obsidian breeding species. They may be being cautious commander or perhaps the species has special requirements. This mid-sense many alien species need a different atmosphere mixtures or prediction from certain types of radiation. Sefrans always tried to make. Hi, this is Alex Cantrowitz. I'm the host of Big Technology podcast, a long time reporter and an on-air contributor to CNBC. And if you're like me, you're trying to figure out how artificial intelligence is changing the business world and our lives. So each week on Big Technology, I bring on key actors from companies building AI tech and outsiders trying to influence it. Asking where this is all going, they come from places like Nvidia, Microsoft, Amazon, and plenty more. So if you want to be smart with your wallet, your career choices and meetings with your colleagues and at dinner parties, listen to Big Technology podcast wherever you get your podcasts.

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11:16The voice was muffled by the helmet but the translation system made it clear. Command of Vectella, I am Captain Sarah Chan. Thank you for welcoming a subordership. These are my officers with head and command to park and science officer Rodriguez. Xdelas Stoden gave a formal bow. Captain Chan, welcome to the solverons well. Please sit down. We have much to discuss. The humans took their seats carefully. Even through their suits, Vectella could tell they were smaller than Zephrians. They seemed to be studying the room and its contents with great interest. Captain Chan, Vectella began. You said this is your first contact with alien civilization. How did your species develop hyperspace travel without meeting other races? Terror is located in a relatively empty region of space. Captain Chan replied. We had no idea that so many other intelligent species existed until we developed our first hyperspace engines a few years ago. We have been exploring carefully looking for signs of other civilizations. And now you have found us, Vectella said was satisfaction. This is a great day for both our species.

12:17Stase, the galaxy is a large and sometimes dangerous place but it is also full of opportunities for those who know how to take advantage of them. She gestured to the star charts in the table. These maps showed the major trade routes and the territories of the most important civilizations. As you can see, space is divided among many different configurations head humanaires and collectives. Each group controls 100 or thousands of star systems. Captain Chan leaned forward to study the maps, fascinating how many different species were there. Over 300 that we know of, Hdella replied proudly. The Zephrian Confederation alone includes 47 different species. We provide protection and technology to our member worlds and they contribute their unique skills and resources to our common prosperity. It sounds like a very organized system. Chan said, How does a new species like Ayers fit into this structure? Fixed sailor's mild. Drawing her sharp teeth, this was exactly the question she had been hoping for. That is an excellent question. Captain Chan, the galaxy can be a dangerous place for species that try to go it alone. There are pirates, hostile aliens and many of the threats but species that join established confederations can enjoy protection and prosperity. She picked up one of the documents from the table. This is a standard protection treaty.

13:18Hit out lunch how new species can become members of the Zephrian Confederation. We provide military protection, advanced technology and access to galactic markets. In return, member species contribute resources and labor to our common projects. Captain Shane took the document and appeared to study it through her hammered. This is very generous of you. What kinds of resources and labor would terror be expected to provide? Nothing too difficult. Xdella shewed her, perhaps mining operations, agricultural products or workers for construction projects. Every species contributes what they do best. It is a fair system that has worked well for centuries. The human was quiet for a long moment. Apparently reading through the treat finally, she looked up. Commander, this is a lot of information to process. Would it be possible for us to take some time to study this proposal and consult with our government on terror? Xdella was pleased the humans were being sensible. Many primitive species tried to make hasty decisions in these situations, but the smart ones took time to consider their options, of course, Captain Chen. Take all the time you need. These are important decisions that should not be rushed. As the meeting continued, Xdella found herself lacking these humans more and more. They asked intelligent questions about galactic civilization, tray procedures and defense arrangements.

14:19They seemed genuinely interested in learning and participating in the wider community of worlds. When the meeting ended, Captain Chen thanked Xdella for her time and hospitality. The three humans returned to their ship, ticking copies of the treaty documents within data she watched the small vessel move away from her ship. Xdella felt satisfied with the day's work. The human seemed like exactly the kind of species that would benefit from ziffer in protection. They were intelligent, but primitive, organized, but not threatening. In a few days, they would probably return with sign treaters to join galactic civilization dot. She had no idea how wrong she was. Captain Xdella sat in a small meeting room aboard the Terran ship. In Domitapult, the room was cramped compared to the spacious chambers on the ziffer and vessel, but it served at purpose. Around the table sat a three most trusted officers, Lieutenant Commander Park, sign officer Rodriguez, and intelligent specialist Hayes. Dot Chen had removed her environmental suit after returning from the alien ship. She was a woman in her early forties with short black hair and short brown eyes that missed nothing, how uniform was simple and practical, very different from the elaborate decorations worn by the ziffer and commander. Well, what do you think? She and asked her team, Lieutenant Commander Park spoke first. He was a tall man with steady hands and a calm voice.

15:19They're exactly what the advanced reports said they would be, arrogant, condescending, and completely convinced of their own superiority. The protection treaty is interesting. Added Rodriguez, a woman with gray hair and thick glasses. It is basically a slavery contract dressed up in fancy landward. They provide some technology and protection while the member species gives them everything valuable they own. Hayes, the youngest number of the team, looked angry, did you see how they talked to us? Like we were children who needed adults to take care of us, they think we are completely helpless, John nodded slowly, that is exactly what we want them to think the longer they believe we are primitive and harmless. The more information we can gather, she turned to Rodriguez, what did you learn from the ship systems while we were there? Rodriguez smiled and pulled out a small device quite a lot. Actually, the security is terrible. They never imagined that primitive aliens might have advanced scanning equipment hidden in their environmental suits. I was able to map most of their computer networks and download significant amounts of data, excellent. What kind of data, fleet positions, patrol schedules, defensive arrangements for this system, and a lot of information about their ongoing conflicts with other alien powers. It seems the Zafrians are fighting was on multiple fronts, Chunlein forward with interest. Tell me more about these conflicts.

16:20Rodriguez consulted her notes. They are currently engaged in territorial disputes with two other major powers, the Hegemony of calf controls, the systems to the north, and the crystalline collective dominates the Eastern regions. All three groups have been fighting over border systems for over 200 years, 200 years. Part looks surprise that is a very long time for a war. It is not really a war. Rodriguez explained more like a series of small battles and diplomatic incidents. None of the three powers is strong enough to defeat the others completely, so they just keep fighting. Over the same few systems again and again. Hayes added, the casualty numbers are incredible. Millions of beings have died in these conflicts, and none of the size has gained more than a few star systems. It is a complete waste of resources. Can process this information carefully. The intelligence reports from terror had suggested that the local alien powers were not very efficient, but this was worse than expected. Any military force that could fight for two centuries without achieving decisive victory was probably not very good at warfare. What about their technology? She asked, mixed results. Rodriguez replied, some of their systems are quite advanced, especially to have space engines and energy weapons, but their tactics and strategic thinking appear to be very outdated. They built huge, low ships designed for long battles of attrition, attrition warfare,

17:21chun meused, that explains the 200-year conflicts. They just keep throwing ships at each other until one side gets tired and gives up, exactly, and their defensive strategies are completely predictable. They group the feats around major worlds and wait for enemies to attack, very passive and reactive. Chin stood up and walked to the small window that looked out into space. In the distance, she could see the lights of the Zephyn fleet. Five large ships and a dozen smaller vessels all positioned in a standard defensive formation. They have no idea what modern warfare looks like, she said quietly. They are still fighting the same way that ancestors did centuries ago. How clear it is through it. Captain, what are your orders? Should we proceed with the original mission plan? June turned back to her offices. Not yet. We need more information first. The Zephyrins are clearly planning to offer us the protection. Treaty that I want to see exactly how they present it. The more we understand about their diplomatic methods, the better we can predict how they will react to other species. She sat back down at the table, decides to play in the role of grateful primitives

18:21for a few more days will not hurt us. It gives our other ships more time to get into position. He's looked confused. Other ships captain, Chun smiled. Did you? Really think Tara would send just one ship to make first contact with an unknown alien power. Indomitable is just the advance scout. The rest of task force Omega is currently moving into position throughout this system. How many ships are we talking about? Park wanted to know. Enough, Chun replied simply. But they are all using stealth systems and holographic camouflage. To the Zephyrins, they will look like harmless merchant vessels and research ships. By the time we reveal our true capabilities, it will be too late for them to respond effectively. Wredrig is nodded, approvingly. A classic instruction strategy. Make the enemy underestimate your forces while you gather intelligence and achieve tactical superiority. Exactly. Zephyrins think they are dealing with a single primitive ship crew by curious explorers. They have no idea that they are. Facing a full-colonial marine task force equipped

19:22with the most advanced weapons terror has ever built. Hi, this is Alex Cantrowitz. I'm the host of Big Technology podcast, a longtime reporter and an on-air contributor to CNBC. And if you're like me, you're trying to figure out how artificial intelligence is changing the business world and our lives. So each week on Big Technology, I bring on key actors from companies building AI tech and outsiders trying to influence it. Asking where this is all going, they come from places like Nvidia, Microsoft, Amazon, and plenty more. So if you want to be smart with your wallet, your career choices, and meetings with your colleagues and at dinner parties, listen to Big Technology podcast wherever you get your podcasts. Hey, I'm Josh Speagle, host of the podcast, Lunatic in the newsroom. If you enjoy journalism that drifts into mild panic, wild overthinking and a guaranteed nervous breakdown, Lunatic in the newsroom is for you. It's news like you've never heard before, the only newsroom with a panic button. You'll laugh, you'll cry, and gasp and horror as the show spirals completely out of control. It's not just news, it's emotionally unstable.

20:25Lunatic in the newsroom, listen today. The next morning, Sean received a message from Commander Vicksdale at inviting her to return to the Zafirian flagship for more detailed discussions. Sean accepted immediately. Bringing the same team of officers with her, the meeting chamber and the sovereigns will have been prepared even more elaborately than before. The table was covered with star charts, technical manuals, and several copies. Other protection treaty around the rune stood six Zafirian gods and ceremonial armor that weapons clearly visible, but not threatening Commander Vicksdale greeted them warmly, capped in Chanbo. Come back, I hope you were time to study the materials. We provided yesterday we did command to my officers and I spent many hours of reviewing a protection treaty and the information about galactic civilization. It is all very impressive, Vicksdale gesture for them to sit down. I'm glad you find it interesting. Today, I would like to discuss the practical details of how Terra might join the Zafirian Confederation. Sean nodded politely. We are very interested in learning more. The Zafirian commander activated a holographic display that showed a three-dimensional map of the galaxy. Hundreds of star systems glowed in different colors,

21:26representing the territories of various alien powers. As you can see, Vicksdale began, the galaxy is divided among many different groups. The blue systems belong to the Zafirian Confederation. We control over 600 star systems and protect 47 different species she pointed to. Other regions of the map. The red systems are controlled by the hedgery of Cath and a green ones belong to the crystalline collective. These are our main rivals in this part of the galaxy. Jim studied the map carefully. It looks like you are surrounded by potential enemies. That is why the protection treaty is so important, I still explained. No single species can survive alone in such a dangerous environment. But together, we are strong enough to defend ourselves in prosper. She touched a control and the map zoomed in to show the local region around the Kepler-minus-442 system. Terra would be located somewhere in this area, correct. She pointed to a system about 50 light years away. Yes, approximately there, Vicksdale nodded. Excellent. That location would give us a useful outburst to monitor and hegemonate activities in that sector.

22:28Your world would be well protected and take its service base for our patrol fleets. What kind of protection would you provide? Park asked. Complete military protection. Exteller replied probably. Any species that threatens a confederation member would face the full might of our fleet. We have over 3,000 warships, including 50 dreadnoughts like this one. He's looked impressed. 3,000 ships. That is a very large fleet. Great it is indeed. Unwith Terra's membership, we would station a permanent patrol force in your system. Perhaps 20 ships initially with more if needed. Can appear to consider this. What would Terra be expected to contribute in return? Vicksdale's expression became more business-like. Nothing too difficult. Terra would provide raw materials for our shiphodes, agricultural products for our worlds, that focus on manufacturing and workers for various projects throughout the confederation. What kinds of raw materials would regas wanted to know? Metals, crystals, radioactive elements for our power systems. Your world probably has large reserves of such materials

23:29that you are not using yet in agricultural products. Fruit crops, luxury items, exact spices. Many of our industrial worlds cannot grow their own fruit so they depend on agricultural worlds to feed their populations. Shun Frowns lightly. How much food would turn need to provide? Perhaps 30% of your total agricultural. Output, Vicksdale said casually. That would leave plenty for your own population. Park looked concerned. 30% seems like quite a law for a new member. Vicksdale waved one of her forehands dismissively. It may seem like much now, but remember that you would receive advanced farming technology in return. Jeffrey and agricultural methods could increase your crop yields by three or four times. You would actually produce much more food than before, even after providing your contribution to the confederation. Shun nodded slowly. And the workers you mentioned. There is perhaps five percent of your adult population initially. He's did some quick mental calculations. Five percent of Tara's population is about 50 million people. Is that a problem? Excel asked.

24:30They would be well treated and paid fair wages. Many would learn valuable skills that they could bring back to Tara. Shun was quite for a moment apparently thinking. Commander, these are very generous offers, but they represent major commitments for Tara. A government would need to study all the details carefully before making such important decisions. Of course, Vickstella replied. But I should mention that there are some time pressures involved. Time pressures? Vickstella's expression became more serious. The galactic situation is always changing. Right now, Tara is in a clean space, which means any of the major powers could decide to expand into your region. If Tara is not under confederation protection, you could find yourself facing demands from the Hedgerman, or the collective she paused for effect. And I can assure you that those powers are much less generous than we are. The Hedgerman is simply conquer primitive species and turns them into slave wells. The collective absorbs other species into the hive mind destroying their individual cultures completely, Chun looked alarmed. That sounds terrible. It is. That is why time is important.

25:30The longer Tara remains unprotected, the greater the risk that one of our enemies will discover your world and claim it for themselves. Park lean forward. How much time do we have? It is hard to say months perhaps a year at most. The Hedgerman has been expanding in this direction and their scout ships could reach Tara's region at any time. Chun stood up and walked to the holographic map. She studied it for several minutes, asking detailed questions about patrol routes, communication systems, and defensive strategies. The Stella answered all her questions freely, clearly believing that the primitive humans needed to understand how galactic politics worked. This is all very complex, Chun said finally. I can see what Tara would benefit from confederation protection. But our government will need detailed reports about everything we have learned here. How long will that take? The Stella asked. At least 48 IOs. We need to send detailed messages back to Tara and wait for instructions from her. Theedders, the Stella Loat disappointed but nodded. Very well, but I hope Tara will not delay too long. Every day of delay increases the risk to your world.

26:32As the meeting ended, can thank the suffering commander for her patience and information. The humans returned to their ship, carrying data chips with detailed information about the protection treaty and galactic politics. Once they were safely back aboard the indomitable, Chun called her officers to get there again. Well, she asked. We're drinking sugarhead in amazement. They told us everything. Fleet positions, defensive strategies, resource requirements political. Weaknesses, they dislike if they want us to know how to defeat them. They think we are too primitive to understand the military significance of what they are telling us, Pock observed. He's was looking at his notes. Did you hear what she said about Tara providing 50 million workers that is not a protection treaty, it is a blueprint for economic exploitation. She nodded grimly. And 30% of our agricultural output would mean starvation from a lens of humans. They are not offering protection. They are planning to strip mine our entire civilization. She walked to the communications console. Rodriguez sent a message to task force Omega, tell them to accelerate the deployment schedule. I wand all ships in position within 24 hours. Yes, captain. What about our response to this

27:33of instance unsmired goldly? We will give them an answer. Just not the one they're expecting. It's time to show these aliens what humanity is really capable of outside the winter. More lights appeared in the darkness of space as additional human ships began arriving in the system to the Zephyans. They looked like harmless merchant, vessels and research ships. They had no idea that each new arrival was actually heavily armed warship, moving into position for what would become the most one-sided battle. In Galactic history, tactical analysts credit set at his workstation aboard the sovereign's well staring at the data streams flowing across his multiple displaced greens as one of the youngest officers on the ship. He often drew the boring assignments like monitoring, sensor readings and trucking ship movements. Most days, nothing interesting happened in the Kepple-Minus 442 system. Today was different though. More human ships had been arriving throughout the past day and something about them bothered him. Pretem was good with numbers and patents to sprain work differently than most deference, which made him excellent at spotting things that others missed. The first thing that caught his attention was to weigh the human ships moved when primitive species traveled through space. Their formations were usually random and disorganized. They had not learned proper fleet tactics yet, so the ships wandered around like lost children, but these human ships were different.

28:34They appeared to be moving randomly, but when Curtin plotted their positions on his tactical display, he noticed something interesting. Despite looking scattered and unorganized, the ships were actually positions that provided overlapping fuels of fire and mutual defensive support computer. He said quietly, analyze the current positions of all human vessels in the system, calculate optimal firing solutions and defensive coverage patterns. The computer hamped for a few seconds, then displayed its results. Curtin is larger as wide and as he studied the data, the human ships were positioned almost perfectly for a coordinated attack. Every major Ziffen vessel was covered by at least three different firing angles. If the humans were enemies, they could not have chosen better positions, but that was impossible. These were primitive explorers and merchants. Not military strategists, they probably did not even understand basic space tactics. Curtin tried a different approach. Computer compared the energy signatures of the human vessels with non-ship classifications and the galactic database more data appeared on his screens. This was even more confusing. The human ships were broadcasting energy signatures that matched simple cargo holers and research vessels. But when Curtin looked more closely at the readings, he noticed tiny inconsistencies. The power levels were too stable for primitive fusion reactors. The engine emissions short traces of exotic matter

29:35that only advanced civilizations could produce and the electromagnetic signatures suggested the presence of sophisticated and getting equipment far beyond. What merchant ships would normally carry that is strange, Curtin muttered himself here, never seen readings quite like these before. He decided to run a deeper analysis in the largest human ship, the one that had arrived second, according to its identification signals. It was called the merchant vessel prosperity and was carrying agricultural products for trade. The computer scanned the ship with passive sensors, trying to penetrate its hull and examine its internal structure, what a firm made no sense at all, that the ship's cargo base were the right size and shape for agricultural storage. But they were almost empty, instead of crops and livestock. The scanning equipment detected complex machinery and what appeared to be military equipment. There were also large empty spaces that could be weapons-based, though no weapons were currently visible. Most puzzling of all, the ship's mass readings did not match its apparent size. According to the sensors, the vessel was nearly twice as heavy as it should be for its dimensions that suggested it had hidden compartments or a much thicker hull than it appeared to have Cretan sat back in his chair, thinking hard. There were several possible explanations for these readings that the human might have more advanced technology than it claimed. Other ships might be designed for multiple purposes

30:37or the Zephyr and sensors might be malfunctioning. He decided to check the other human vessels. One by one, he scanned each ship in the system. The results were similar every time. The ships looked primitive and harmless, but their energy signatures and mass reading suggested they were much more advanced than they appeared by the time he finished his analysis. Cretan was deeply worried. He had found at least a dozen major inconsistencies in the human fleet taken individually. Each one could be explained away, but together they painted a picture that made him very uncomfortable. He stood up and walked across the bridge to the command station where Commander Vicksteller was reviewing reports from the diplomatic meetings commander. He said hesitantly, I need to show you something, Vicksteller looked. Up from her data pad, what is it? Cretan, it is about the human ships. Commander, I have been analyzing their positions and energy signatures and I found some unusual readings. I unusual how Cretan activated the main tactical display and showed her the formation patterns he had discovered. Look at their positions, Commander. They appear random, then, but they actually provide optimal tactical coverage of our fleet. Vicksteller studied the display for a moment, then shrugged. Coincident, primitive species sometimes stumble into decent formations by accident, perhaps Commander, but there are other issues. Cretan switched to the energy signature analysis.

31:39Their ships are broadcasting power readings consistent with primitive technology, but with the detailed scans showing consistencies, he pointed to several data streams on the screen. These exotic matter traces, the electromagnetic signatures, the mass readings that do not match the apparent hull sizes. Taken together, they suggest the human ships are not what they claim to be. Vicksteller, Frowned as she studied the data, what are you suggesting? Analyst, I am not sure, Commander. But I think we should be more careful around these humans, something about their fleet is not out at the commander. It was quiet for a long moment, considering what she had been shown. Finally, she shook her head, Cretan, you're overthinking this yes. There are some unusual regions, but that is normal when dealing with unfamiliar technology, every species builds. There's shits differently, she gestured toward the communication logs from the diplomatic meetings I have been talking with these humans for two days. They are quite curious and complete. The harmless captain, Chen, is obviously intelligent, but she is also clearly overrun by the complexity of galactic civilization, but commanded the tactical formations or minions, fix all interrupted even if the human's position, the shits perfectly for an attack. What could they possibly do to us the most powerful vessel smaller than our frigates? Their weapons are primitive chemical rockets and basic energy projectors. They could not hurt our shields,

32:40even if they tried correct them. Wanted to argue further, but he could see that the commander had made up her mind and Zephyr and culture junior officers did not contradict the superiors without very strong evidence. And he had to admit that his concerns were based mostly on suspicious patterns, rather than concrete proofiest commander. He said, finally, good now return to your station and continue monitoring the system, but stop looking for problems that do not exist as Cretan walked back to his workstation. He felt frustrated and worried his analytical mind told him that something was very wrong with the human fleet, but he could not prove it, and even if he could, would anyone listen to him meanwhile on the other side of the bridge communications officer Riven was having her own concern. She had been monitoring all transmissions between the human ships hoping to learn more about their language and culture. What she found was puzzling. The humans were using sophisticated encryption methods for their internal communications that was unusual for a primitive species that had supposedly just developed high-space travel. More concerning was the content of the few messages she had been able to decode instead of discussing trade goods or exploration plans. The humans seemed to be coordinated in something their gold deployment schedules and tactical assessments. The sound of leg military terms. Not the language of peaceful merchants and explorers Riven had also noticed that their human ships were conducting very detailed scans of the Zephrian fleet.

33:40Much more detailed than would be needed for simple scientific curiosity. It was almost as if they were mapping weapons systems and defensive capabilities. She considered reporting these observations to Commander Vicktella, but decided against it. The commander seen convinced that the humans were harmless primitives and Riven did not want her paranoid or incompetent instead. She decided to keep monitoring the human communications more closely. If she could decode more of their messages, perhaps she would find something concrete enough to justify her concerns. Two days after the first diplomatic meeting, Captain Chin sent a message requesting another conference would command a Vicktella. She said the terror had received the information about the protection treaty and was ready to provide an official response. Vicktella was pleased she had expected a human to accept the treaty eagerly and she looked forward to welcoming another species into the confederation. The signing ceremony would be good for her career. Antaro would provide these four resources for the ongoing conflicts with the Hegemony and the Collective. The meeting was scheduled for the next morning. Chin and her usual team of offices arrived at the appointed time still wearing their environmental suits. They seemed more confident than before, walking with Pappas and speaking more directly at Commander Vicktella. Chin said as she entered the meeting chamber, thank you for your patience. While we consulted with our government, Tara has carefully considered her generous off at Excellent.

34:42Vicktella replied, I am sure you'll lead us recognize the benefits of Confederation membership for Chin set down at the conference table, but she did not lean forward eagerly as she had in previous meetings instead. She sat back in her chair with her hands folded, looking more like a military officer than a nervous explorer commander before we discussed her as response. I would like to clarify a few things about our previous conversations, of course. What would you like to know? You'd mention that Tara would be expected to provide 30% of her agricultural output to the Confederation is the correct yes, that is the standard contribution for agricultural wells to end 50 million whackers for various projects for approximately S. And Tara would also provide raw materials, including metals and radioactive elements for your power systems. Vicktella nodded, these contributions would ensure Tara's protection and access to advanced technology. Chin was quiet for a moment, then looked directly at the Defer and Commander. What you are describing is not a protection treaty commander. It is economic colonization. Vicktella was taken aback by the blunt statement. I do not understand what you mean. You want us to give you 30% of our food, 50 million of our people and all of our valuable minerals in return. You offer us some technology and protection from enemies that we have never encountered. This is not a partnership between equals.

35:42It is the relationship between a master and a servant. There's a foreign commander fell to flash of anger. Captain Chin, you are being engrateful. The Confederation is offering a primitive species the chance to join galactic civilization without our protection. Tara will be conjured by the hegemony or absorbed by the collective chun stood up slowly. I see, and if we refuse her generous offer, then Tara will remain unprotected and vulnerable. The galaxy is a dangerous place for species that try to survive alone is that a threat. Commander Vicktella realized that the conversation had taken an unexpected turn. She had expected grateful acceptance. Not pointed questions and accusations that is not a threat. Captain, it is simple reality. Chin nodded thoughtfully. Thank you for clarifying your position, Commander. Now let me clarify ours. She gestured to her officers, who stood up with military precision, the posture and movements were no longer those of curious explorers. They looked like soldiers preparing for battle. Commander Vicktella, a chun said in a voice that had become cold and professional. I shouldn't form you that I have been less than completely honest about our mission here. What do you mean? We are not explorers seeking peaceful contact and trade opportunities. We are an advanced reconnaissance unit of the town Colonial Marines, sent to evaluate potential threats to human expansion in this sector. The meeting chamber fell silent Vicktella stared

36:42at the humans trying to process what she had just hired over the past four days to uncontinued. We have conducted comprehensive intelligence gathering operations against your fleet and your civilization. We have analyzed your weapons, your tactics, your political structure, and your military capabilities. She paused, consulting a date to pad that had appeared in her hand. We have also monitored your ongoing conflicts with the headroom of Kath and the chrysaline collective. Your species has been engaged in these. The sun shining, birds are singing and all feels right in the world. Until the season changes and suddenly you lose your motivation to get out of bed. In fact, one in five people experience some form of depression, no matter the season or time of year. At the American Psychiatric Association Foundation, our vision is to build a mentally healthy nation for all because we want you to live your best life and be your best you all year round. Please visit mentallyhealthination.org to learn more. The bridge of the solverons will erupted into chaos as alarms blaed and warning lights flashed fret across every control panel.

37:43Offices shouted orders and questions while their instruments showed readings that should have been impossible, commander. Extel stood frozen in the meeting chamber, staring a captain chun. The human woman no longer looked like a nervous explorer seeking guidance from superior aliens. Her posture was straight and confident, her eyes cold and calculating. She looked like what she really was, a predator who had been studying her prey. This cannot be happening, Vexilla whispered. Your shit's a primitive, your technology is centrist behind ours. She tilted her head slightly like a teacher correcting a slow student. Commander, everything you think you know about human technology is wrong. We showed you exactly what we wanted you to see on the tactical displays. Around the bridge, the transformation of the human fleet continued. What had appeared to be a small merchant vessel called the prosperity was now revealed as a massive battle cruiser. Nearly as large as the sovereign's will is hope-rissled with weapon arrays that looked unlike anything in his effing database. Another, ship that had identified itself as a research vessel was dropping its disguise to reveal sleek fighter base in missile launchers.

38:44A third vessel, supposedly carrying agricultural supplies was extending massive sensor arrays and what appeared. To be some kind of energy, cannon-dot tactical analyst Kretten Russian to the meeting chamber with his face pale with fear. Commander, the human fleet is not what we thought. The mass readings, the energy signatures, everything was false. I can see that, Vexella snapped, though her voice shook with shock, Chun-Watch, the panic would come interest. Analyst Kretten, is it not? You are the one asking questions about our ship formations and energy readings. We not, Kretten stared at her in surprise. How do you know my name? We have been monitoring all communications on your ship since our first visit. Your concerns were quite perceptive, actually. You almost figured out what we were doing. She turned back to Vexella. Unfortunately, your commander chose to ignore those warnings. That was a mistake Vexella tried to regain her composure. What do you want? If this is some kind of elaborate first contact procedure, you have major point. Chun-Laf, a sound without humor. Commander, this stop being a first contact situation

39:45the moment you offer to enslave my species. Did you really think we would hand over 50 million of our people and 30% of our food production to aliens we had just met? That is the standard arrangement for new species joining Galactic Civilization. Exactly. And that tells you, yes, everything we need to know about Galactic Civilization. Kind began pacing around the meeting table, her movements controlled and purposeful. For the past six months, Tara has been conducting covert reconnaissance missions throughout this region of space. We have studied this effray in Confederation, the hegemony of Keth, and the crystalline collective. She paused to look directly at Fexella. Do you know what we found? Three declining powers locked in pointless conflicts, using outdated tactics and primitive strategies. You have been fighting. The same war for 200 years without achieving anything except massive casualties. Our military might has proven in battle ecstella protested weakly. Your military might as a joke, Chun replied bluntly. You build enormous ships designed for long-range bombardment and attrition warfare. You group your fleets in predictable formations around major worlds.

40:46Your logistics chains are vulnerable or communication systems are easily intercepted and your tactical doctrine has not changed in centers. She gestured toward the tactical displays showing the human ships. Humanity has been starting warfare for our entire history. We know how to fight efficiently and how to win quickly. We do not waste 200 years accomplishing nothing. Lions. Officer Rodriguez spoke for the first time since the alarms began. Command of ecstella, our analysis of your conflict, shows that all three powers in this region are technologically stagnant. You have advanced individual systems, but you have forgotten how to innovate or adapt. Lieutenant Commander Park added your species relies on overwhelming firepower and heavy armor. But modern warfare is about speed, deception, and precision strikes. Size and strength mean nothing if you cannot hit your target. Ecstella looked around the room desperately. This is madness. Even if your ships are more advanced than they appeared, you only have a dozen vessels. We have hundreds of ships to wrap. This system in thousands more throughout the confederation. Chun smiled again, that cold expression

41:47that was becoming familiar. Commander, how many human ships do you think are really in a system? 12. We counted them as they arrived. Look again. Chun touched her day pattern, the tactical displays are dated with new information. Suddenly, the system was full of human ships. Dozens of vessels that had been completely invisible were now showing on the sensors. They surrounded every saffron position and covered every possible escape route. 47 ships, Chun announced all equipped with stealth technology that makes them invisible to your sensors, have been here for three days, studying your fleet and preparing for this moment. Cretan stared at the display in horror. How is this possible? Our sensors should have detected them. Your sensors detected exactly what we wanted them to detect. Rodriguez explained. Human stealth technology is based on principles. Your science has not discovered yet. We can make our ships appear to be anything we want or make them disappear entirely. Chun walked over to stun directly in front of Ecstella. But the real question, Commander, is not how many ships we have here. The real question is what terror plans to do with this region of space? What do you mean? Humanity is expanding.

42:47Into the galaxy, Commander. We need new worlds, new resources, and new territories for our growing population. This region of space is what we need. Dicks still have felt a cold fear growing in her chest. You want to conquer us, Conqueror. No, Commander, Conquest implies that we see you as equals worth fighting. What we want is for you to get out of our way. Chun turned to address the other saffron offices who had gathered in the meeting chamber. The Terrancolonial government has concluded that the current political situation in this region is unstable and inefficient. Three powers fighting endless wars. Millions of casualties, no progress for centuries. It is a waste of valuable space and resources, Tsai, posed to let the Sinkhen Terras prepare to bring order and efficiency to this region. Worlds that cooperate with human expation will be allowed to maintain their local governments and cultures. Worlds that resist will be pacified and placed under direct human administration. You cannot do this. Ecstella protested there are laws, treaties, galactic accords that prevent one species from conquering others. Chun laughed again, laws, Commander. You just spend two days trying to trick us into signing a treaty that would have made humanity your slaves. You have no moral authority to lecture us about laws. She gestured toward the tactical display besides who is going to stop us of your fleet, the hegemony, the collective. All three of your powers combined could not match

43:49what humanity can deploy. In this region, intelligent specialist Hayes spoke up for the first time, Commander. Terran has been preparing for galactic expansion for over 50 years. We have built fleets specifically designed to defeat the type of warfare practiced by local powers, year, ships are large and impressive, but they are also slurred and vulnerable. Our shield technology alone makes most of your weapons infective, park-added and our kinetic weapons can penetrate any armor you possess, Chun nodded, the air of massive ship battles is over, Commander. Modern warfare is about information, speed and precision, humanity learned that less than centuries ago, Vexdela tried one last desperate argument, even if you can defeat our fleets. You cannot govern hundreds of worlds with different species and cultures, the logistics alone would be impossible. Who said anything about governing, Chun asked, Commander. Terran is not interested in ruling over alien populations. We want the planets, the resources and the strategic positions. What happens to the aliens currently living on those worlds is up to them. She walked over to the star chart and the meeting tables, species that cooperate with human expansion can remain on their worlds as autonomous populations. They can keep their governments, their cultures and their ways of life. All we ask is that this day out of our way and provide reasonable access to planetary resources

44:50and if they refuse, June's expression hardened, then they can find somewhere else to. Live, the galaxy is a big place, Commander. There are plenty of uninhabited worlds for species that do not want to coexist with humanity. The meeting chamber fell silent except for the continued whaling of alarms from the bridge. Vexdela stared at the human captain, finally understanding the true scope of what was happening. You plan this from the beginning. She said quietly the innocent first contact, the diplomatic meetings, the protection treaty discussions, it was all a lie, not a lie, chin corrected, intelligence gathering. We needed to understand how your species thinks, how your military operates and how you would react to various scenarios. You provided us with all the information we needed. She gestured to her offices, Lieutenant Commander Park learned about your fleet compositions and defensive strategies. Science Officer Rodriguez analyzed your technology and identified its weaknesses. Intelligence specialist, he studied your political structure and communication systems. And I, Chen concluded, evaluated your leadership and decision-making processes. I must say, Commander, the results were disappointing. Vexdela felt anger rising above her fear. He used us, he pretended to be primitive, seeking help,

45:53and we trusted you. He trusted us because you are arrogant, Chen replied bluntly. You assume that any species with less advanced chips must be inferior in every way. You never considered that we might be deliberately hiding our capabilities. She walked toward the door of the meat and chamber. That arrogance is why your species has been fighting pointless wars for two centuries. You cannot adapt, you cannot innovate, and you cannot learn from your mistakes. As Chen reached the door, she turned back to Vexdela one last time. Commander, I am going to return to my ship now. You have one eye or two contactor superiors and inform them of the new situation. What new situation? The Kepler Minus 442 system is now under human control. Any Zephyr investor that attempts to leave without permission will be destroyed. Any vessel that powers upweapons will be destroyed. Any vessel that tries to send messages. Outside the system will be destroyed, Chen paulsed. Your choices are simple, Commander. Surrender your fleet and prepare it and negotiate the terms of Zephyr in withdrawal from this region, or watch your ship's burn one by one until you change your mind.

46:53You would murder thousands of beings just to steal our territory. Chen's expression never changed. Commander said did not start this conflict. Your species did, the moment you decided that humanity should become your slaves. We are simply finishing it. She activated her communicator and armamentable. This has capped in Chen's prepare to return to the ship the diplomatic phase of this operation. It's now complete as the humans prepare to leave Chen delivered one final message. Commander Vexdela, I suggest you use the next eye or why is he contacting your fleet, commanders or government and anyone else who needs to understand what is happening here, she smiled at cold smile one last time because in exactly 60 minutes, the tent collodial fleet is going to demonstrate what happens when primitive aliens threaten humanity. The door closed behind the humans, leaving the Zaffrin officers alone with a fear, this shock and the terrible realization that everything that all they knew about the galaxy had just changed forever. Commander Vexdela stood alone on the bridge of the sovereign's will, watching the countdown timer on her main display. 53 minutes and 20 seconds remained until the human deadline expired. Around her, the bridge crew worked frantically. At this station's trying to make sense of a situation

47:53that had become a nightmare at a tactical display showed the true scope of the human fleet. 47 warships surrounded the sephrine forces in a perfect sphere of death. Every escape route was blocked. Every defensive position was covered by multiple firing angles. The humans had turned the Cavaluminus 442 system into a trap and the sephrians were caught in the center of it. Communications officer Riven, Vexdela called out her voice hoarse from stress. Any response from fleet command? Riven looked up from her console, her face pale with worry. No commander. The humans are jamming all long-range communications. Our messages are not getting through. What about the other ships in her fleet? Local communications are working, but barely. The human jamming is very sophisticated. They are allowing us to talk to each other but preventing any contact with the outside galaxy. Vexdela nodded grimly. Even the jamming showed how advanced human technology really was. The dephrians had always thought their communication systems were among the best in the galaxy, but the humans were controlling them like children playing with Tori's dof captain.

48:53Mordek of the heavy cruiser roaches fury appeared on the main communication. He was a veteran officer with decades of combat experience, but today he looked old and frightened. Commander, he said urgently, my tactical officers have been analyzing the human fleet. The situation is worse than we thought. How much worse? Those ships are not just advanced, they are revolutionary. Our computers cannot even identify half of their weapon systems. The energy reading suggests deify per levels we have never seen before. Captains a lot of the destroyers with strict join the communication channel. Commander, my science officer has been trying to scan the human vessels. The hulls appear to be made of materials that do not exist in our databases and their shield technology is completely unknown. What are you saying? Vexdela laughed that she already feared the answer. We are saying that if we fight these humans, we will lose Mordek replied bluntly. Not just this battle, but every ship in the fleet. They will destroy us completely. Vexdela closed her eyes for a moment, trying to think clearly despite the panic that was threatening to overwhelm her.

49:55She had been a naval officer for 30 years. She had fought pirates, raiders, and enemy fleets. But she had never faced anything like this. What about our allies? She asked, can we contact the hegemony or the collective? Even if we could. Reach them, Solaris said sadly. What would we tell them? That the primitive species has somehow developed technology centers ahead of ours. That 47 unknown ships are threatening to destroy our entire fleet. They would think we had gone insane. The timer and the display continued counting down. 47 minutes and 15 seconds. Meanwhile, aboard the TCS Indomitable Captain Sarah Chan stood in the ship's combat information center, watching her own tactical displays. The Zephyr in fleet was exactly where her intelligence officers had predicted it would be. Grouped in a defensive formation around their flagship. Weapons powered but not targeted. Geals raised, but not a full strength. Status report Chen ordered. Lieutenant Commander Park consulted his tactical board. All ship report ready for combat operations.

50:57Weapon systems are armed and targeting solutions are locked. Stealth systems are functioning normally. Any movement. From the Zephyr in fleet, negative. They appear to be holding position and attempting long-range communications. All upgoing messages are being intercepted and blocked Chen nodded the Zephyr ins were behaving exactly as his psychologists had predicted when faced with overwhelming force. They would try to call for help rather than take decisive action. It was another sign of their military weakest. Science officer Rudryg is looked up from her instruments. Captain, I am detecting increased energy readings from several Zephyr in vessels. It appears they are powering up additional weapon systems. Are they preparing to attack? Unknown. The energy increase is consistent with either offensive preparations or defensive posturing. Chen considered the situation. The Zephyrians were probably just trying to look threatening while they figured out what to do, but there was always a chance that one of their commanders might do something stupid send a message to the Zephyr in flagship she ought to remind them that any household action will result in the immediate destruction of their entire fleet. On the sovereign's will,

51:57communications officer Riven received the human transmission and played it for the bridge crew. The voice was calm and professional, but the words were terrifying. Zephyr in vessels, this is Captain Chen of the Terran. Colonial fleet, we have detected increased energy readings from your ships. Any vessel that continues to power up weapon systems will be considered hostile and will be destroyed. You have been warned. The cell immediately ordered all ships to reduce their weapon power to minimum levels. She could not afford to give the humans any excuse to urban fire. The timer continued counting down 35 minutes and 43 seconds. Commander, tactical analyst Kretin called out from his station. I've been studying the human ship formations. I think I understand their strategy. Blaine. Kretin activated a holographic display that showed the positions of all ships in the system. The humans are not just surrounding us randomly. They have positioned their vessels to create overlapping fields of fire that would prevent any of our ships from escaping or providing mutual support. He highlighted several human ships with red markers. These vessels appear to be specialized for different types of combat.

52:59Some are optimized for long range bombardment, others for course range fighting, and still others for anti-fighter operations. What does that mean for us? It means they have planned this battle down to the smallest. Detail. Every one of our ships is covered by the optimal human vessel for destroying it. If we fight, we will not just lose, we will be slaughter. The bridge fell silent except for the humming of machinery and the beeping of countdown timers. Everyone understood what Kretin was saying. The humans had not just brought superior technology to this battle. They had brought superior strategy, superior tactics, and superior planning, 20 minutes and 17 seconds remained, Captain. Kind checked a chronometer and opened a communication channel to the entire terrain fleet. All ships this. Is Admiral Chum prepared for combat operations? We will commence firing in exactly 28 minutes unless the enemy surrenders. She had promoted herself to Admiral for the purposes of this operation. The zephorins needed to understand that they were not dealing with a single ship captain, but with the full authority of the Terran Colonial Government

53:59throughout the human fleet, weapon systems, harm to life, political cannons that could punch. Through any known armor began charging their capacitors. Kinetic accelerators loaded projectiles that would strike targets at significant fractions of light speed. Missile tubes filled with warheads containing exotic matter explosives, the TCS retribution disguised as a merchant vessel until 30 minutes ago was actually a heavy battleship carrying humanities most advanced weapons. Its main gun was a relativistic kill vehicle launcher that could accelerate projectiles to 30% of light speed. A single shot from that weapon could destroy a Zaffirion Dreadnought. The TCS vengeance had been pretending to be a research ship, but it was. Really a missile cruiser carrying over 200 long-range torpedoes. Each torpedo had its own guidance system and enough explosive power to level a city smaller. Human vessels carried swarms of fighter drones, electronic warfare systems, and point defense weapons that could shoot down incoming projectiles with perfect accuracy. The Zaffirion fleet, impressive as it looked, was completely outmatched. 13 minutes and 32 seconds.

55:01Commander, Captain Mordek's voice came through the communication system again. We cannot win this battle. We need to surrender. Surrender. Lextella was horrified by the suggestion. We are the Zaffirion Confederation Navy. We do not surrender to primitives. These are not primitives, Captain Ziller pointed out. We were wrong about everything. These humans were more advanced than any species in the galaxy. If we surrender, what happens to our crews? Our ships? Our colonists? I do not know Mordek admitted, but if we fight, we all die. At least if we surrender, some of us might survive. Lextella looked around her bridge at the officers and crew who had served with her for years. These were good beings who trusted her to make the right decisions. Did she have the right to order them to die in a hopeless battle? 10 minutes and a half. Eight seconds. On the indomitable chain received a priority message from terror command. She read it quickly, then smiled with satisfaction. Lieutenant Commander Park, she called out signal all ships. Terror command has authorized us to proceed

56:02with phase two of the operation. What is phase two, Admiral? Complete pacification of this region of space. The capital minus 442 system is just the beginning. Once we secure this effort and fleet, we will move on to their major wells and military bases. Chun activated the fleet communication system. All ships, this is Admiral Chun. You are now witnessing the opening action of humanity's expansion into this region of the galaxy. What happens here today will determine whether that expansion is peaceful or violent. She paused, then continued in a voice that carried across space to every ship in both feats. The age of alien dominance in? This region is over. The age of humanity has begun. Five minutes and 44 seconds. A board of sovereigns will, Vex-Dom made her decision. She could not save her fleet, but perhaps she could save her crews. Open a channel to the human flagship she ordered. Channel open, Commander. Vex-Dom took a deep breath and spoke. The words that would end her career and change the history of the galaxy. Captain Chun, this is Commander Vex-Dom of the Zephrian

57:03Confederation. We dot, dot, dot. We surrender awfully to Shuman Authority. The countdown time has stopped with three minutes and 17 seconds remaining. Chun's voice came back immediately, cold and professional. Himand of X-Della, I accept your surrender. Order all Zephrian. Vessels to power down weapons and shields immediately. The pager received boarding parties. Boarding parties. Human Marines will be taking control of your ships to ensure compliance with surrender terms. Any recessions will result in the destruction of the resisting vessel. Vex-Della looked around her bridge one last time. Her officers stared back at her with expressions of defeat and despair. The Zephrian Confederation had ruled this region of space for over 300 years. Today, that rule had come to an end. All ships she announced over the fleet communication system powered down weapons and shields. Prepared to be boarded. Anyone who resists will be responsible for the deaths of their entire crew. One by one, the Zephrian ship went dark. Their weapons powered down the shields collapsed and their engines went into standby mode

58:03The one's proud fleet became a collection of Halberst metal hawks flood in in space. Human boarding shuttles launched from the Terran Warships. Kairi Marie knew it's to secure each dephry and vessel. The Marines were equipped with advanced armor and weapons that made them merely invincible against conventional assistance. Captain Chun opened a final communication channel to the defeated Zephrian fleet. Commander Vestella, the Kefir 442 system is now under the control of the Terran-Colodil Balfourment. Your ships will be escorted to a secure location where the near crews will be processed as prisoners of what she pulls then added I-1. You send a message to your government and your allies tell them that humanity has arrived in this regional space. Tell them that the old order is finished and tell them that any species that opposes human. Expansion will face the same fate as your fleet. The communication channel closed, leaving the Zephrians alone with their defeat. Later, as human Marines secured the last of the alien ships, CHN Center final report to Terracomand. Mission accomplished. Zephrian fleet neutralized with zero human casualties. Local assistance eliminated. Captain Plumminus 442 system secured for human colonization ready to proceed with concoest of remaining Zephrian territories.

59:04She looked out at the stars, thinking about the dozens of human fleets that were already moving toward other alien worlds. The Hedgeumani of Keth and the crystalline collective would be next, followed by every other power in this region of her. Galaxy today had been just the beginning tomorrow of the real war would start and when it was over this entire region of space would belong to humanity. The age of human expansion had begun and nothing in the galaxy would ever be the same.