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Medal of Honor
Medal of Honor
Medal of Honor
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According to tradition, the man who held the Galactic Medal of Honor could do no wrong. In a strange way, Captain Don Mathers was to learn that this was true.
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    Medal of Honor - Dallas McCord Reynolds

    Medal of Honor

    By Dallas McCord Reynolds

    Start Publishing LLC

    Copyright © 2012 by Start Publishing LLC

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    First Start Publishing eBook edition October 2012

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    According to tradition, the man who held the Galactic Medal of Honor could do no wrong. In a strange way, Captain Don Mathers was to learn that this was true.

    Don Mathers snapped to attention, snapped a crisp salute to his superior, said, Sub-lieutenant Donal Mathers reporting, sir.

    The Commodore looked up at him, returned the salute, looked down at the report on the desk. He murmured, Mathers, One Man Scout V-102. Sector A22-K223.

    Yes, sir, Don said.

    The Commodore looked up at him again. You've been out only five days, Lieutenant.

    Yes, sir, on the third day I seemed to be developing trouble in my fuel injectors. I stuck it out for a couple of days, but then decided I'd better come in for a check. Don Mathers added, As per instructions, sir.

    Ummm, of course. In a Scout you can hardly make repairs in space. If you have any doubts at all about your craft, orders are to return to base. It happens to every pilot at one time or another.

    Yes, sir.

    However, Lieutenant, it has happened to you four times out of your last six patrols.

    Don Mathers said nothing. His face remained expressionless.

    The mechanics report that they could find nothing wrong with your engines, Lieutenant.

    Sometimes, sir, whatever is wrong fixes itself. Possibly a spot of bad fuel. It finally burns out and you're back on good fuel again. But by that time you're also back to the base.

    * * * * *

    The Commodore said impatiently, I don't need a lesson in the shortcomings of the One Man Scout, Lieutenant. I piloted one for nearly five years. I know their shortcomings--and those of their pilots.

    I don't understand, sir.

    The Commodore looked down at the ball of his thumb. You're out in space for anywhere from two weeks to a month. All alone. You're looking for Kraden ships which practically never turn up. In military history the only remotely similar situation I can think of were the pilots of World War One pursuit planes, in the early years of the war, when they still flew singly, not in formation. But even they were up there alone for only a couple of hours or so.

    Yes, sir, Don said meaninglessly.

    The Commodore said, "We, here at command, figure on you fellows getting a touch of space cafard once in a while and, ah, imagining something wrong in the engines and coming in. But, here the Commodore cleared his throat, four times out of six? Are you sure you don't need a psych, Lieutenant?"

    Don Mathers flushed. "No, sir, I don't think

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