comming

you don't think

you don't think it would be wise to coordinate with the admiral on this—"
"I'm in command of this vessel," Broadly said sharply. "I'm carrying the vice admiral as supercargo, nothing more!"
"He's still Task Group CINC . . ."
"I'm comming this ship, Roy, not Old Carbuncle!" Broadly rocked on his heels, watching the screen where a quadrangle of bright points representing his interceptor squadron fanned out, on an intersecting course with the fleeing Djann vessel. "I'll pinch off this breakthrough single-handed; and all of us will share in the favorable attention the operation will bring us!"
7

In his quarters on the VIP deck, the vice admiral studied the Operational Utter