The first order of business was choosing a name for the base.
“I have a perfect name in mind: Thermopylae,” Tarq proudly announced. “I have studied your culture and history. This is a place where a small army defeated a much stronger aggressor.”
I laughed. “They all died in Thermopylae. You could as well have chosen The Alamo!”
I suggested Winterfell, which was appropriate: We were in the north, we were the first line of defense against an alien invasion that threatened humanity, and plus, as I put it in an ominous tone, winter was indeed coming.
Liz said, “Only instead of ice-zombies, it’s a fleet of galaxy-conquering aliens we have to deal with.”
“Semantics,” I said.
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