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Off to Mars... again

Me and my team crept up to the control room of Patton. I took the Admiral’s seat while Ashley locked and barricaded the door. Two of my team were holding the Gaurds and controlmen at gunpoint, making sure they didn’t make any shifty moves.
I turned on the radio to “Transmit to fleet” and spoke into the microphone.
I made my voice rough and crackly to sound like Admiral Starking.
“This is Admiral Starking. All battleships, set course to Mars, target just south of Olypmus Mons”

I heard confirmations sound simultaniously from the microphone.
“Yes, Admiral”
“Right away admiral”
“Woot! Let’s kick some alien ass!”
I heard footsteps outside the control room. Starking and his gaurds had heard us.
“Duke!!! Open up, or ill have your head on my desk!!!”
I looked behind me, “Hold those doors closed at all costs, dont let anyone through.”
I turned the ship towards Mars and turned the thrusters on high to escape Earth’s gravitational pull.
Oh Duke, what’re you doing…

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