“Now, I know this policy has always caused problems for field officers such as yourselves. Despite our loose discipline and regulations, there are always those who don’t fit neatly into military life-misfits or losers, depending on how polite you want to be when describing them. I’m also aware that, in direct disregard for standing orders regarding the treatment of Legionnaires, from time to time there develops an Omega Company-a dumping ground for problem cases that field officers are too busy or lazy to deal with. They are usually broken up as soon as they are discovered by Headquarters, but they continue to pop up, and when they do, the word gets passed quietly through the Legion until someone inadvertently leaks the information to Headquarters, and then the game starts all over again.”
Her forefinger began to tap impatiently on the table.
“I am aware of all this, gentlemen, and now I’m asking you bluntly: Is there an Omega Company currently operating in the Legion?”
Confronted by the direct question, the other officers had little choice but to respond, and respond truthfully. Honesty was a primary requirement within the Legion (it didn’t matter much what you told outsiders, but you weren’t supposed to lie to your own), and while field officers were masters of half-truths and omissions, this particular approach left little maneuvering room … which was why the colonel used it.
“Ummm …” Major Humpty farbled, searching for words to sugarcoat the confession. “There is a company that seems to be drawing more than its share of … Legionnaires who are having difficulty adjusting to life within-“