Editing Marcius Flavius (section)

==Story 16==

"Battle-Brothers!" screamed Commander Marcius Flavius, at the top of his lungs, nearly knocking the rest of the away team off of their feet. For a brief moment, the Commander thought Tech-Priest La Forge looked annoyed at his having replaced Commander Riker in the Imperium-Federation officer exchange program. But that would be heresy. And regardless, he had more important things to do than wonder about the feelings of a Tech-Priest.

"We go now into GLOOOOORIOUS BATTLE!" he screamed, slightly less loud, but still enough to qualify as a sonic-based weapon. "The enemies of humanity, the foul xenos Romulans, have kidnapped an innocent human diplomat sent to negotiate the release of *another* hostage! Their treachery knows no bounds."

"I thought the diplomat was a Vulcan, not a human?" piped up Ensign Johnson.
Though Commander Flavius wore a full helmet, as all space marines do, the Ensign could feel his eyes drilling into him. "Good thing I'm dressed properly for a mission like this, or he'd hate me even more." he thought, thankful he'd remembered to tuck in his red shirt.

"The plan is a frontal assault."

"What? The Romulans have a fortified position." interrupted La Forge.

"Exactly. Xenos as treacherous as them must expect a rescue attempt. Therefore, we must be as surprising as possible in our attempt, since they know it's coming. The logical approach is to launch the assault with a small team from the back of the building, since we can't just use the teleportarium due to the..." He looked at Geordi helplessly.

"Negative ionic interference."

"Yes, that. Since they must know what we know, we'll instead launch a frontal attack, since they won't expect that, because to do that we'll have to run in an open field for over a mile while they have the high ground."

"If that is so, won't they *expect* us to launch a frontal assault, since they know we know they know?" La Forge wondered. 

"Ah, but they know we know they know, so they must know we'll know they'll position extra people in the back, leaving their front vulnerable."

Geordi froze for a moment, Commander Flavius continuing to talk in his baritone voice in the background. "Jesus Christ." he thought. "This must be how a space marine thinks, but *all the time*!"