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The Marines cheered, firing their weapons in the air and shoulder checking each other. Lawrence let out a deep sigh and lowered his weapons and slid them back into their sheaths, he turned to his Marines and smiled a little as he started shaking the hands of each of them. The KND operatives who were watching looked at one another as the UKA's celebration died down and they started to collect their weapons and move the bodies of the fallen Teenagers, amazingly the Marines who had been knocked to the floor were still alive, most with cuts and bruises but there were a few with broken bones and one who was knocked unconscious. As Lawrence helped the Marines out, Numbuh Three-sixty-two walked over.
"General Rogers, I personally wanted to thank you for helping us defend the Moonbase."
"It was nothing," Lawrence said as he helped a Marine back onto his feet and gave him a hearty slap on the back. "I'm pretty sure that the Moonbase will be completely clear by now. My Marines have been cleaning out Moonbases and Space Stations for years."
"Can you check?"
Lawrence nodded cheerfully and pressed a finger to his ear. "This is General Rogers requesting reports from all Starfleet Marine commanders. Is the Moonbase clear?"
"Roger that sir," one Marine commander said.
"All decks clear on our end," another added.
"Main hangar clear, General. We've got reinforcements and medical personnel coming in now." a third said.
"Excellent work, Marines," Lawrence said, "Hold your positions and await further orders." He turned off his radio and rubbed his arm where a Teenager had tackled him, he winced a little then shook it off as he turned to Rachel. "Everyone okay over there?" he asked.
"Looks like it," Numbuh Three-sixty-two said as she looked over to the Operatives who were collecting their wounded and coaxing the hiding out from their hiding spots. But she noticed that someone was missing. "Wait, where's Numbuh Eighty-six?"
"Numbuh Eighty-six? Was she the one you were talking to before we came in here?"
"Yeah, she went with Sector V to lead the fleet before you had them pull out of the battle."
Lawrence turned to the patrolling Marines, "Marines, we've got a missing operative. Sweep every single inch of this place until you find her, goes by the designation Numbuh Eighty-six." The Marines nodded and spread out to search, some of the KND went with them to help. Sector V jogged over to Lawrence and Rachel after hearing Lawrence order his Marines to search the hangar for her.
"Numbuh Eighty-six was with us before the battle," Numbuh Five said.
"Yeah, we didn't notice she was gone until the fighting stopped," Numbuh Four added.
"Why weren't you keeping track of her? She's probably been captured by the Teenagers thanks to you guys," Numbuh Three-sixty-two said.
"She's more than capable of fighting off a few Teenagers, and if she had been captured then why didn't she call for help?" Numbuh One argued.
"Can you to shut it and move on?" Lawrence barked, "Look, I know that one of your operatives may have been captured but we need to focus on what's important now. Getting you guys a new and improved Starfleet."
Numbuh Three-sixty-two and Sector V stared at Lawrence, dumbfounded. Numbuh Two was the first to speak. "And just how are we gonna do that? Most of our ships were destroyed days ago."
"That it may be but, we can help."
"How?" Numbuh Three asked.
"Well, my Starfleet has been battling the Adult's fleet for the past hour or so. By now they'll have turned around and fled, those that didn't have most likely been destroyed or boarded and taken over. We'll hand over any intact or moderately damaged ships to you and help you out with fixing them and, once more of my ships arrive, refit them with much better weapons and armor. Sound good?"
"I like it." Numbuh Two said.
"Hmm. Well, we could use the assistance. Although I must be honest and say that I don't fully trust your soldiers," Numbuh One said.
"Why's that?" Lawrence asked.
"From what I've seen and heard I managed to work out that there are a great number of your troops are over the age of thirteen."
"Well, if I can be honest here there is going to be a very shaky relation between both of our factions. There are reasons behind it but now is not the time to tell, for now let's get this place cleaned up and then plan our next attack once you get your ships ready to go." Lawrence walked away as several UKA Phoenix dropships entered the hangar, landed and the Marines started to board them, carrying weapons, wounded Marines and some of the Teenager's technology with them.
"Wait, where are you going?" Numbuh One asked.
"Back to my ship," Lawrence said, "I'm bringing my troops as well so that there won't be any tension between our forces. After all, my Marines don't trust KND operatives and your operatives won't like that a lot of the Marines are over the age of thirteen. Let me know once you've got a fleet operational then meet me aboard the Stone of Summer, there's a lot about this galaxy that you need to know." Lawrence turned and walked into the open side door of a dropship, saluting the door gunner and sitting down as the side door slid shut. Then, one by one, the dropships took off and exited the hangar. The KND operatives stared as the ships picked up speed and flew away, as the last ship left their sight the operatives began to clean up the hangar and ships in order to bring in whatever the UKA had left for them to salvage for the fleet or Moonbase repairs. However, Numbuh Three-sixty-two and Sector V stood and stared out into the blackness of space, stars dotting the empty void and the crest of the earth slowly starting to rise into view.
"What did he mean by that there's stuff about our galaxy that we don't know?" Numbuh Four asked.
"Maybe he's going to tell us a secret," Numbuh Three said.
"Whatever it is, we should probably get our fleet ready so we can meet him," Numbuh One said. As Sector V nodded and went over to their Scamper to join the rest of the salvage teams, Numbuh Three-sixty-two stood and stared.
"What is he going to tell us…?" she whispered quietly to herself.

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The Marines cheered, firing their weapons in the air and shoulder checking each other. Lawrence let out a deep sigh and lowered his weapons and slid them back into their sheaths, he turned to his Marines and smiled a little as he started shaking the hands of each of them. The KND operatives who were watching looked at one another as the UKA's celebration died down and they started to collect their weapons and move the bodies of the fallen Teenagers, amazingly the Marines who had been knocked to the floor were still alive, most with cuts and bruises but there were a few with broken bones and one who was knocked unconscious. As Lawrence helped the Marines out, Numbuh Three-sixty-two walked over.
"General Rogers, I personally wanted to thank you for helping us defend the Moonbase."
"It was nothing," Lawrence said as he helped a Marine back onto his feet and gave him a hearty slap on the back. "I'm pretty sure that the Moonbase will be completely clear by now. My Marines have been cleaning out Moonbases and Space Stations for years."
"Can you check?"
Lawrence nodded cheerfully and pressed a finger to his ear. "This is General Rogers requesting reports from all Starfleet Marine commanders. Is the Moonbase clear?"
"Roger that sir," one Marine commander said.
"All decks clear on our end," another added.
"Main hangar clear, General. We've got reinforcements and medical personnel coming in now." a third said.
"Excellent work, Marines," Lawrence said, "Hold your positions and await further orders." He turned off his radio and rubbed his arm where a Teenager had tackled him, he winced a little then shook it off as he turned to Rachel. "Everyone okay over there?" he asked.
"Looks like it," Numbuh Three-sixty-two said as she looked over to the Operatives who were collecting their wounded and coaxing the hiding out from their hiding spots. But she noticed that someone was missing. "Wait, where's Numbuh Eighty-six?"
"Numbuh Eighty-six? Was she the one you were talking to before we came in here?"
"Yeah, she went with Sector V to lead the fleet before you had them pull out of the battle."
Lawrence turned to the patrolling Marines, "Marines, we've got a missing operative. Sweep every single inch of this place until you find her, goes by the designation Numbuh Eighty-six." The Marines nodded and spread out to search, some of the KND went with them to help. Sector V jogged over to Lawrence and Rachel after hearing Lawrence order his Marines to search the hangar for her.
"Numbuh Eighty-six was with us before the battle," Numbuh Five said.
"Yeah, we didn't notice she was gone until the fighting stopped," Numbuh Four added.
"Why weren't you keeping track of her? She's probably been captured by the Teenagers thanks to you guys," Numbuh Three-sixty-two said.
"She's more than capable of fighting off a few Teenagers, and if she had been captured then why didn't she call for help?" Numbuh One argued.
"Can you to shut it and move on?" Lawrence barked, "Look, I know that one of your operatives may have been captured but we need to focus on what's important now. Getting you guys a new and improved Starfleet."
Numbuh Three-sixty-two and Sector V stared at Lawrence, dumbfounded. Numbuh Two was the first to speak. "And just how are we gonna do that? Most of our ships were destroyed days ago."
"That it may be but, we can help."
"How?" Numbuh Three asked.
"Well, my Starfleet has been battling the Adult's fleet for the past hour or so. By now they'll have turned around and fled, those that didn't have most likely been destroyed or boarded and taken over. We'll hand over any intact or moderately damaged ships to you and help you out with fixing them and, once more of my ships arrive, refit them with much better weapons and armor. Sound good?"
"I like it." Numbuh Two said.
"Hmm. Well, we could use the assistance. Although I must be honest and say that I don't fully trust your soldiers," Numbuh One said.
"Why's that?" Lawrence asked.
"From what I've seen and heard I managed to work out that there are a great number of your troops are over the age of thirteen."
"Well, if I can be honest here there is going to be a very shaky relation between both of our factions. There are reasons behind it but now is not the time to tell, for now let's get this place cleaned up and then plan our next attack once you get your ships ready to go." Lawrence walked away as several UKA Phoenix dropships entered the hangar, landed and the Marines started to board them, carrying weapons, wounded Marines and some of the Teenager's technology with them.
"Wait, where are you going?" Numbuh One asked.
"Back to my ship," Lawrence said, "I'm bringing my troops as well so that there won't be any tension between our forces. After all, my Marines don't trust KND operatives and your operatives won't like that a lot of the Marines are over the age of thirteen. Let me know once you've got a fleet operational then meet me aboard the Stone of Summer, there's a lot about this galaxy that you need to know." Lawrence turned and walked into the open side door of a dropship, saluting the door gunner and sitting down as the side door slid shut. Then, one by one, the dropships took off and exited the hangar. The KND operatives stared as the ships picked up speed and flew away, as the last ship left their sight the operatives began to clean up the hangar and ships in order to bring in whatever the UKA had left for them to salvage for the fleet or Moonbase repairs. However, Numbuh Three-sixty-two and Sector V stood and stared out into the blackness of space, stars dotting the empty void and the crest of the earth slowly starting to rise into view.
"What did he mean by that there's stuff about our galaxy that we don't know?" Numbuh Four asked.
"Maybe he's going to tell us a secret," Numbuh Three said.
"Whatever it is, we should probably get our fleet ready so we can meet him," Numbuh One said. As Sector V nodded and went over to their Scamper to join the rest of the salvage teams, Numbuh Three-sixty-two stood and stared.
"What is he going to tell us…?" she whispered quietly to herself.