Ep.#4 - Freedom's Dawn (The Frontiers Saga), page 31
“What’s this all about?” Nathan inquired. “What do I need to see?”
“Don’t worry,” Tug told him. “It’s something good; I promise.”
The elevator stopped and they stepped out into the main ground floor lobby. Nathan followed Tug across the expansive lobby and out the front doors of the hospital. Gathered just outside were thousands of men and women, most of them in Corinari uniforms. They were lined up in four single file lines. At the head of each was a table with several people also in uniform that were signing them in.
“You asked for volunteers,” Tug said proudly, holding his hand out at his side to gesture toward the lines of thousands.
At that moment, a man in uniform working one of the sign-in tables stood and shouted. “CORINARI!” Nathan recognized him immediately… It was chief Montrose.
The crowd responded in unison. “HUP! HUP! HUP!”
* * *
The lines did not shorten as the day wore on. The men and women worked the sign-in tables tirelessly throughout the day.
“Can you believe these lines?” the man said to the fellow standing in front of him.
“Yes, they are impressive,” the man in front of him agreed.
“I’ve been out here since sunrise,” the first man exclaimed.
“As have we all.”
“I lost my parents in the bombardment,” the first man said solemnly. “That’s why I’m here. I’m ready to kick some Takaran ass!”
The man in front of him turned to look back over his shoulder in response to the other man's declaration. “The time will come; I am sure.”
“Did you lose anybody?”
“No, I was fortunate,” the second man told him. “My wife and children survived unharmed.”
“Then why are you here? Shouldn’t you be home taking care of them?”
“They are quite capable of taking care of themselves. Besides, I believe I can do more to protect them here.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“Next!” the man at the sign-in table called out. The second man, now being at the head of his line, stepped up to the sign-in table.
“Here to join up?” the man at the table asked.
“Yes, I would like to volunteer.”
“What skills can you offer?” the man at the table asked.
“I have extensive experience in assault tactics, covert operations, and intelligence.”
The man behind the table smiled, obviously impressed. “Anything else?”
“I am also a qualified and experienced pilot.”
The man behind the table looked him over. He was a bit older than most of the volunteers, maybe even a bit too old. However, no one knew how long this war was going to last, and it was quite possible that in the end it would take the efforts of every man, woman, and child in order to win their freedom from the Ta'Akar.
“Why not,” the man behind the table finally agreed as he scribbled on his paper. “What’s your name, sir?”
“Dumar,” the man said. “Travon Dumar.”
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