The
threat came and went. There were near misses and no great damage to their
facility. Aminadav
smiled at the captain of the defense domain. "Thank you
Mordechai for your fine preparations."
Mordechai smiled in return.
"We expected a heavier force", and questioned, "has Perfect Hit struck a
target?" "Indeed it has",
answered Aminadav. "There is no enemy left within our
range", as if he were
asking for more sweet to his hot drink. This was his
specialty, his pride. He spoke like a chess master of
the early days when he
has forced his opponent into an impossible situation through sheer familiarity,
and recognition of patterns within the
game , simple rules to follow, do your homework and you succeed,
matter of
fact. Mordechai liked this about him and so did most of his command
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