The Bug Wars by Robert Asprin

“The situation is this. I am in command of this mission, including the ship’s personnel. In that capacity, I am not requesting, I am ordering you to drop a replacement for the dead Technician. Further, I happen to know you’re overstaffed by two members. This was specifically planned by myself and The High Command. Do you know why?”

Krah did not answer, but I knew she was still listening, so I continued.

“It was planned this way so that if this very situation should arise, that I would be free to kill you in a duel and there would still be an extra Technician available. Realizing this, I would suggest you arrange to have the extra Technician dropped immediately. Yielding to the logic of the situation will allow you to operate with one extra member in your crew. Failing to do so will not only mean the ship has to function at normal staffing, it will have to function without you. Do you agree? Or do you honestly feel you can beat a veteran Warrior Commander in a duel?”

There was a long silence before the reply came.

“I will select and drop a replacement immediately, Commander.”

“Very well. And Krah…”

“Yes, Commander.”

“I would suggest you choose the replacement carefully. If we are given a Technician who is either incompetent or overly difficult to work with, I would be forced to consider it an attempt on your part to sabotage the mission.”

“Understood. Commander. Krah out.”

I removed the booster band and surveyed the immediate terrain coldly. For all my officious arrogance in speaking with Krah, I was not pleased with the mission’s progress. In my last assignment, I had lost only one Tzen in a year’s time, even though we had crashed on a hostile planet. Now, despite our planning and equipment, we had lost a Tzen before we had even finished establishing the base camp.