Gwen spun
herself around and looked directly at Kim “This was never a mining operation,
but we need what those miners can do in order to get the job done. We’ll let them get positioned and make their
initial scans. At some point, after they
figure out they are on something alien we will declare it a salvage operation.”
“They will
not be happy about that.” The commander sounded concerned.
“Of course
they won’t, but the salvage fees they get will be worth more than the last two
operations and the work will be much easier.”
“How so?”
Tim asked.
“They will
only be removing ice, breaking it up in to large chunks and brought back to the
station to be reclaimed as water. That
means a larger water supply for the station, and all of the goodness that
brings.”
“So they
just block it up and haul it back. We
get more water, life on the station gets better and it is easy work.” Kim pondered “How clean is the ice?”
“There is a
1 to 2 centimeter layer of random dust on the outer layer but as far as we can
tell it is darned near pure underneath that, 3 to 4 meters deep. It shouldn’t need much decontamination at all,
and there is more than this station can hold.”
“Ok, then
what?” Tim looked concerned.
“That depends
on you.” Gwen turned to Tim “You to have
to figure out what this thing is, and in a hurry.”
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