[Ready Room - Deck One - USS Beijing]
The Commander of the Beijing, after being cleared by security, allowed Rojac use of his personal office to contact Major General Sharpe on Earth, and his own ship in the Reran system.
Rojac took a seat behind the small utilitarian desk. The decor of this small patrol ship was less luxurious than the Chimera's own. It lacked space, but was streamlined for a more utilitarian purpose. He logged on to the computer system and accessed the communications system.
[Ground Zero - Starfleet Transit Station - San Francisco, Earth]
Sharpe was in the remains of the ticket hall, necking a bottle of water. They'd finally got Brian out of the rubble, and Richard was covered in dust and grime. He swallowed one bottle of water, and then grabbed a second, and poured it over his face to wash off the loose dust.
An aide came over to him, and snapped to attention. "Sir, there's a communication for you from the USS Beijing in orbit. Priority One encoded sir."
Richard looked up at the young marine lieutenant, and sighed. "Very well." He said, and trudged off to the MMCC. As he entered, everyone stood to attention, as marines invariably did. "At ease." Sharpe growled, and approached the communications terminal.
"Put them on." He said.
The face of Cropa Rojac appeared on the viewer at the front of the make-shift command center. The captain quickly found the Major General he was looking for, despite his gruff appearance.
"You look worse than when i left you, General." Cropa said.
"Yes, well, some of us have been working." Sharpe snarled at the cocky Captain. "Report, Captain."
Rojac nodded, with a slight smirk evident beneath his beard. "We took the freight shuttle the terrorists were using and followed it to the pre-programmed rendezvous coordinates. We discovered an unregistered freighter commonly used by pirates running the border near the Alpha Eridani system. We landed in the shuttle bay and falsified a warp core breach, drawing the attention of the patrol ships Beijing and London."
Rojac took a deep breath. "And now you see me here." He smiled. "Security teams from the Beijing and London have secured the freighter. And reinforcements are in-bound." Rojac said. "How are things on your end?"
"The city is secure, and Starfleet Headquarters is surrounded by marines and tanks. We've pulled out as many survivors as we could, and we're in the process of shoring up the terminal building to prevent collapse."
"Okay then." Roajc said. "One more thing i think you should know. I received a message from my Chief of Security. It appears some disease has taken hold of UNITY and Aeran III. It's affecting the people who are rioting throughout the vessel. The Chimera has been quarantined off."
"Have you contacted your wife, General?" Rojac asked.
"I'll try from here then, General." Rojac said, nodding. "Rojac out."
Commanding Officer
SSF First Taskforce First Marine Expeditionary Force
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Captain Cropa Arnold Rojac
Commanding Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C