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. Thanks." Xris yelled up to Tycho, who had keyed the intercom button on the door control. "Tell Harry he has clearance to move into loading dock 28L. We'll meet him there."
Tycho solemnly repeated the message via the spaceplane's comm, although Harry had already heard everything over his own internal coremlink.
The spaceplane lifted from the deck and glided smoothly forward.
The lieutenant spoke a few words to the sergeant, then headed for the exit. The sergeant ordered one of his men to stay with the team, and dismissed the rest.
"Good hunting, Schwartz," the sergeant said, smiling.
"Thanks for the help, Sergeant."
The sergeant left. Xris and his team, accompanied by a young Marine, were marched over to loading dock 28L. They found the plane there ahead of them, settled on the deck in the designated area. Harry lowered the cargo ramp.
Jamil, Tycho, and Quong located several floating air-carts, activated them, and took them up the ramp into the spaceplane. Harry joined Xris on the deck. The escort Marine stood several meters away, his beam rifle carelessly slung over his shoulder. He was relaxed, interested in the proceedings, which were a change from boring routine. He certainly wasn't expecting trouble.
In low tones, Harry asked, "Everything go okay?"
"So far."
Tycho and Jamil appeared, pushing air-carts loaded with equipment down the ramp
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