If the idiot admiral had only fought off the first wave of attackers, the colonists on the farming planet could have been evacuated at leisure. Now the butcher’s bill has to be paid to pick up the stragglers left behind. Flying an advanced tactical fighter isn’t fun for Goofball any more. Too many people are dying, and the main Wanti force hasn’t yet arrived. The day gets worse – his fighter has to be sacrificed to save the life of that idiot admiral in order to have a place to land his ship. His only other option is several light years away.