The road down#7
We began to slow down. When we approached the surface of Mars, a cylindrical sighting tower "left" out of the stone surface. From the tower appeared a horizontal platform, along which we "drove" inside the rock. Thus, we found ourselves on an underground "take-off" platform, on both sides of which there were hangars for spacecraft. I drew attention to the fact that these were spaceships of more modern design. They were small, had the form of a drop and were located 2-3 in each hangar. There was also a super modern cargo ship of cigar-shaped form with a shiny chrome surface. Most likely, part of the air fleet of reptilians was based here.
We landed in the northern part of the planet. Here was the command post of the mission and ICC headquarters on Mars. It's strange that on the ship itself I did not meet with any of the ICC leaders. Apparently, they flew in a separate module of the ship. At the exit there were a lot of people from the security service, who crowded at the transport module with new workers and equipment. Near us, Nina was "spinning" and she also brought me and my daughter to a small group of VIPs, among whom were Farrell and Gonzalez. It seemed to me that I would be introduced to a new circle of leadership, but only Gonzales separated from the group.
"Dear Mr. Morva, you are invited to the ICC Board meeting. There will also be a chief-commandant of our partners from the Alliance of Spheres. I promised to introduce you to him, so I ask you to follow me. Nina will arrange your daughter in the apartments prepared for you. "
With these words, he turned and went to the door in the rock across the narrow bridge between the ships.
Outside the door there was a "bubbling city"! We stopped for some moment, but I did not have time to examine the inhabitants, since a car on the monorail arrived and we took seats in the last row. We had to drive for about ten minutes, although the speed was quite large. Gonzales sat silently, lost in his thought. I felt that he had problems with his work related to the uprising of the southerners.
"If you think about the conflict in the south, then the solution will be found and everything will be fine," - I said quietly.
Gonzalez thanked for the sympathy and suddenly started up: "Farrell told me about your abilities, but I did not think they were so great."
We looked on each other and laughed.
On arrival at the exit, a model girl was waiting for us and asked to follow her.
The hall, where we were led, was reminiscent of the amphitheater of the times of ancient Rome. It was visible rough processing of stone walls. In the center of the hall was a similar rough stone stand. On this stand the quartz glass plate was put, thus turning it into a large table. The seats were pulled out from the stone floor according to the number of guests as soon as they enter the hall. At the central table, more than half of the seats were already occupied and we were held in vacant two places. Among the guests I saw Farrell, who smiled slightly at me. As soon as we took our seats, as a large door opened in the wall and a huge man with clearly reptiloid features entered the room. I drew attention to his long fingers, he periodically squeezed and unclamped one palm. It was a sign of nervousness. He was followed by a female reptilian with a figure of Venus and four men of the ICC leadership. All stood up greeting them.
Kantaria, as everyone here called this reptiloid, whose real name the Earthman could not pronounce, carefully looked around the hall, stopping at each of present. On me his gaze stayed longer than on others.
"Mr. Morva, I greet you on my spaceship and hope for your help," - he said in Pavarotti's voice. - "Please, sit down."
"Gentlemen, I have the impression that you are here, at the base, away from our native planet, behaving like having a long vacation on the Caribbean beaches. I do not like this. You are here to fulfill the order of the ICC - he looked at the four men sitting next to him - to be implemented accurately, on time and without unnecessary hassle. To the construction part of Program M, I also have questions, but what is this tension in the south? Mr. Farrell, you said that there will be no problems with your people. Yes, we have been working for five years without noticeable interference, but recently I have increasingly been distracted by the emotional component of our working groups. You can tell me the reason for this situation, or can I guess myself? "
"Chief-commandant, Sir, you are right. In our units on the Earth there is something incomprehensible with the selection of personnel and I specifically flew there to put things in order. I assure you that we control the situation. In addition, we have intensified with the best specialist in the field of resolving labor conflicts. Mr. Morva has not yet been brought up to date, but I believe ... "
"Mr. Morva, I'm interested in when you can start your duties?"
"Chief-commandant, Sir, you can consider that I have already started. Already now I can say that the problem is caused by the incorrect submission of information to the southern group of colonists. Among them is a significant number of hidden intuitive empaths that read the thoughts of the operational management of the colony. Therefore, it is useless to lie to them. It only causes suspicion and distrust."
"Mr. Farrell, it seems you rehabilitated yourself by inviting Mr. Morva."
"Mr. Morva, I ask you to prepare your specific proposals and no later than tomorrow come to my office together with the director. To the heads of services, I order that Mr. Morva be given level three A access to the southern colony... "
To be continued...
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