I remember an old saying. Join the military, meet new and interesting people, and kill them. I never wanted that as a boy. I don’t really want that now either. I’d really like to sit back and party and never pick up a gun again. But another old saying comes to mind. It’s about eternal vigilance and liberty or freedom or something like that. Point is, good guys have to be ready to keep the bad guys on the other side of that door. Or…you know…two meters under.
The Destiny Colony Mission was the Western Alliance’s last grand gesture in our first century of travel to the stars. The multi-ship mission left before the end of the century and spent four years traveling to KZ Andromedae A, welcoming the new century with our first new colony. We visited it after The War, and I stayed there to just walk around and see people live their lives. It’s a good world for that.
When The War ended, we were heroes to the people and our fellow Marines. We fought in heartbreaking defeats and our greatest victories alike. To military command though, we were never real Marines. They never forgot our quick promotions, our lack of military training before everything started, and our loose attention to regulations under Aneerin. They were only too happy to see most of us retire after the Victory Day celebrations.
The United States Navy said that they could replace NASA the moment they got the mandate, but life, as it often is was not that simple. Navy rocket ships carried powerful weapons and engines, sheathed in heavy armor, but they were not designed to spend decades away from home, all alone in the night. Their systems and crews broke down, and many Navy ships limped home on one engine with half their crew sedated. They were simply not prepared for the mission.
After The War, the Navy retired and scuttled a lot of ships and stuff. They grabbed some. Weapons, fighters, warships, they had serious sources inside the Navy. They had nothing compared to the real navies of course, but after everybody came home to peace, they were big enough. Most people just wanted to celebrate, and they had real good talking heads on the news saying we were the problem. Well, we turned out to be. For them. A problem that is.