I thought about this for some time.
"I must admit," I said at last, "I had never given serious consideration to outliving my usefulness."
"I would not concern myself with the problem," replied Zur, "were I you, Commander. In many ways, you have changed much more readily than I."
"Explain?" I requested.
"The change has been obvious, Commander," Zur asserted. "Whether your rise in rank has been because of your change, or you have changed to fit the rank is irrelevant. The change is there."
"I am not aware of a change," I stated.
"Only because you are not prone to self-analysis. There was a time when you knew each Warrior under your command intimately. You deemed it vital to the performance of your duties. Now, I doubt if you even know the names of your strike team leaders' second-in-commands. I would hasten to point out this is not intended as criticism. A certain amount of detachment is necessary in a Commander. But it is a definite. deviation from your earlier patterns."
The second ready light came on. This time from Tur-Kam and Heem's ship. The period of waiting was nearly over.
Zur started to continue, but I held up my hand for silence. While his points were interesting to ponder in inactive time, I did not want any distractions when we finally entered into battle.
The third light remained unlit.
It occurred to me it would be ironic if the final assault against the Coalition failed because of a malfunctioning ready light.
The light still remained dark.
I considered summoning a Technician to check the device. I was about to ask Zur's opinion, when the third and final light came on, completing the pattern.
The entire force was ready.
With forced calm, I signaled the attack, and the final assault began.
CHAPTER EIGHT
There was a delay before the View Screens were activated. The first move of our assault was dropping the flyers, both the old single-Warrior and the new, larger, three-Warrior variety.
The view-input units were mounted on the underside of the flyers, and did not begin sending images until the flyers leveled off to start their attack. I could have had a visual report via the View Screens beginning the moment they were dropped from the transports, but decided the additional wait was preferable to having multiple displays of their free-fall to the planet.
The View Screens were grouped by anthill to avoid confusion in interpreting their displays. Zur and I watched in silence as one at a time they winked to life.
"Heem, Commander," came a message. "Report view-input unit malfunction on flyer four."
"Acknowledged," I replied.
The report was audible because of a late development by the Scientists. To ease strain on Planetary Commanders, they had devised a unit that could convert booster-band-relayed telepathic messages into actual sound, and reversed the process to send messages. Even though messages to the Planetary Commander were sent by strike team leaders only, in an assault such as this messages were numerous and complex enough to make this new device a major aid.
We ignored the single blank View Screen and watched the others. The first assignment of the flyers was to seal the anthills, using explosives to collapse the tunnels at and around their surface accesses. Simultaneous with this action, they were to drop the Communication Disrupters. I personally placed little faith in these units, not because I disbelieved in their efficiency, but because we had no means of verifying if they were functioning properly or not. The blank View Screen gave mute testimony that not all devices were foolproof, regardless of the reassurances supplied by the Technicians. We still used the Disrupter units, however, since in a combat situation communications are vital, and any possibility of sabotaging the Enemy's efforts to pool and coordinate information was to be pursued. I simply didn't rely on their success in my planning.
"Tur-Kam, Commander. Borer units landed and functioning."
"Acknowledged."
That would be the fourth anthill. I checked the View Screens to confirm the operation. The fourth anthill had only three accesses to seal, so it was logical they would be the first to begin the actual attack.
"Heem, Commander. Borer units landed and functioning. "
"Acknowledged."
Fifth anthill. I hastened to obtain visual confirmation from the View Screens. This was a relatively difficult task. As I have noted, the view-input units were mounted on the flyers, and the flyers were far from inactive at this point.
As the Borer units were landing, the flyers were drop-placing the Surface Thumpers, a job calling for precision handling of the machines. More often than not, the View Screens afforded only a close-up view of the ground flashing by at high speed as the flyers raced to complete their mission.
There had been some debate as to whether the Surface Thumpers should be dropped prior to or simultaneous with the landing of the Borer units. If we had dropped them earlier, it would have given the flyers more time to perform the maneuver. Our utilizing the simultaneous drop gave the Ants less time to counter the move.
"Zah-Rah, Commander. Borer units landed and functioning."
"Acknowledged."
First anthill. Hopefully, by now the Ants would be in utter turmoil. Even if they had anticipated our attack, they should have had no forewarning as to its format. Without advance knowledge of the Borer units, they would have had to expect a direct assault on the tunnels. Our move of sealing the surface tunnels and collapsing others should have introduced an unexpected element into their defense plans.
"Raht, Commander. Borer units landed and functioning."
"Acknowledged."
Second anthill! Something was wrong. The third anthill should have reported in before the second.
"Kah-Tu!" I beamed.
"Yes, Commander."
"Report status immediately."
"Encountering unexpected surface resistance, Commander. The Ants are digging new holes to the surface as fast as we can seal them."
The kaleidoscope display on the View Screens confirmed this. Despite the frenzied efforts of the flyers, Ants were boiling to the surface and dashing angrily about.
"There are loose soil conditions in that area, Commander," Zur informed me. "It is doubtful we will be able to successfully stop that countermove."
"Proceed with Borer unit drop." I ordered.
"Acknowledged, Commander."
We had fought the Wasps to gain air supremacy. Now was when it should prove its worth.
"Zur!"
"Yes, Commander."
"Alert your reserves to stand by and report back to me.
"At once, Commander."
If we were encountering difficulties this early in the assault, it could be taken as guaranteed we would need the reserves before it was over.
One of the View Screens went blank.
First anthill! I waited.
"Zah-Rah, Commander," came the report. "Flyer down."
"Report," I ordered.
"Reason unknown, Commander. Flyer was dropping Surface Thumpers and failed to pull out of run. Assumed mechanical failure.
"Acknowledged."
I had hoped for more firm information. Mechanical failure in a flyer is rare.
"Kah-Tu, Commander. Borer units landed and functioning."
"Acknowledged."
Third anthill. The battle was now joined on all fronts. I checked the screens. The Ants were gathering in clumps and rushing the Borer units.