For that, Breetai counted on Exedore, his dwarfish adviser, who at the moment seemed equally at a loss. But none of these could furnish him with the data he now desired-some explanation of Micronian behavior. He could communicate with any of his many officers or any of the numerous Cyclops recon ships. The bridge was an observation bubble overlooking the astrogational center of the flagship, a vast gallery of screens, projecbeam fields, and holo-schematics that gave Breetai access to information gathered by any cruiser or destroyer in his command. But what those same scopes and scanners failed to reveal was the makeup of the creatures who possessed it. Long-range scopes had captured this image of the ship for his inspection and analysis. Breetai's massive arms were folded across the brown tunic of his uniform, and the monocular enhancer set in the plate that covered half his face was trained on the free-floating screen. The Zentraedi commander was on the bridge of his vessel, where an image of the SDF-1 played across the silent field of a projecbeam. But then, it had not been designed as a warship. Protoculture factory that it was, it had always lacked the amorphous organic feel Breetai preferred.
Even prior to the transformation, Zor's ship was vastly different from his own-indeed, different from any vessel of the Zentraedi fleet. What would the Robotech Masters make of this new design? Breetai asked himself. The structural transformation the fortress had undergone at the hands of its new commanders had rendered it monsterlike-an appearance reinforced by those oceangoing vessels grafted on to it like arms and the main gun towers that rose now from the body like twin heads, horned and threatening. Zor's ship, the SDF-1, moved through deep space like some creature loosed from an ancient sea fable.
"Genesis," History of the First Robotech War, Vol. One could point to many examples of this, but perhaps none is so representative of the group mind at work inboard the SDF-1 than the Battle at Saturn's Rings.
Gloval, on the other hand, with little knowledge of his ship and even less of his opponent, had the combined strengths of a loyal and intelligent crew to draw upon and the instincts of one who had learned to function best in situations where disinformation and speculation were the norm. But it must be pointed out that Breetai was severely limited by his prior conditioning in his attempts to interpret these: even Exedore, who had been bred to serve as transcultural adviser, would fail him on this front. Breetai was perhaps at an advantage here, having at his disposal volumes of Zentraedi documents devoted to legends regarding the origin of Micronian societies. When one examines the early ship's log entries of the two commanders, it is evident that each man spent a good deal of time trying to analyze the personality of his opponent by way of the strategies each employed. In effect, both men had been created for warfare-Gloval by the Soviet GRU, and Breetai, of course, by the Robotech Masters.
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Robotech: Battle Cry Book Two of the Robotech series Copyright 1987 by Jack McKinneyĬHAPTER ONE If there was any one thing that typified the initial stages of the First Robotech War, it was the unspoken interplay that developed between Captain Henry Gloval and the Zentraedi commander, Breetai.
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