"Don't go for any long walks, but don't expect a battle either. Our mission is not to take down everything not from Mars as it is in the simulators. We just need to get to the reptetranite, build the Pulsar and get it back to Mars. Then, after just a few weeks, we'll have the planet Earth for sure."
"Officer G'thuy, fly an evasive course"
'Sir, there's no need for that, we can use the ship's old cloaking generator if we can get it to work'
"Allright. Engineering, see if you can fire up that old cloaking device. We've lost enough time as it is."
Sometimes, Sir Legolas wondered if they could not simply risk attacking Earth now and avoiding Freddy the Third. All his reasoning with the High Admiral had come down to that. They had a foolproof plan, which, oddly, balanced on whether Freddy the Third would resist their attempts, and if he would wear glasses. They had gone over the problem at least a dozen times before, but it would take the Pulsar Intrifier, and a High-Admiral Neb still alive, to be sure of their victory.
He had decided against informing Mars of their precise plans, even though he had often wished the martian masterminds could go over the problem agaun for him.
He pushed the thought aside. Thinking about it now would do him no good. He had other important sub-commander things to think about.
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