Aha! I thought. Starting with Louis, we all stated our agreements.
“Then we can proceed to the battle plan,” Falkenberg said. “It is complex, but I think it is worth a try. You will notice that there is a pass into the hills west of Allensport. Our informants tell us that this is the route the Association forces will take if they are forced to retreat. Furthermore, there is a sizable militia force south of Allansport. If the militia were strengthened with local partisans, and if we can take the pass before the besieging hostiles realize their danger, we will have them trapped. The main body of the battalion will march upriver, approach from the north, and engage them. We won’t get them all, but we should be able to eliminate quite a lot of them. With that kind of victory behind us, persuading the other ranchers to rise up and join us should not be difficult.”
As he talked he illustrated the battle plan with lights on the map. He was right. It was complex.
“Questions?” Falkenberg asked.
“Sir,” I said, “I don’t believe those two militia companies can take the pass. I certainly wouldn’t count on it.”
“They can’t,” Harrington said. “But they’re pretty steady on defense. Give ’em a strong position to hold and those lads will give a good account of themselves.”
“Yes,” Falkenberg said. “I propose to stiffen the militia outside the city with two sections of Marines. We still have our Skyhooks, and I see no reason why we can’t use them again.”
“Here we go again,” I muttered. “Even so, sir, it all depends on how strongly that pass is held, and we don’t know that. Or do we?”
“Only that it will be defended,” Falkenberg said. “The attack on the pass will have to be in the nature of a probe, ready to be withdrawn if the opposition is too stiff.”
“I see.” I thought about that for a while. I’d never done anything like that, of course. I might have a military medal, but I couldn’t kid myself about my combat experience. “I think I can manage that, sir,” I said.
Falkenberg gave me his half grin, the expression he used when he was springing one of his surprises. “I’m afraid you won’t have all the fun this time, Mr. Slater. I intend to lead the Skyhook force myself. You’ll have command of the main body.”
* * *
There was more to his plan, including a part I didn’t like at all. He was taking Kathryn with him on the Skyhook. I couldn’t really object. She’d already volunteered. Falkenberg had called her in my rooms while I was on the way over to the conference.
“I really have little choice,” Falkenberg said. “We must have someone reliable who is known to the locals. The whole plan depends on getting enough local assistance to seal off the valley to the south of Allansport. Otherwise, there’s no point to it.”
I had to agree. I didn’t have to like it. I could imagine what she’d say if I tried to stop her.
Falkenberg finished with the briefing. “Any more questions? No? Then once again I’ll ask for your opinions.”
“Looks all right to me,” Louis said. Of course he would. He was going with Falkenberg in the Skyhooks.
“No problem with heavy weapons,” Deane said. “I like it.”
“Mr. Slater?”
“My operation looks straightforward enough. No problems.”
“It’s straightforward,” Colonel Harrington said, “but not trivial. You’ve got the trickiest part of the job. You have to seal off the northern escape route, engage the enemy, rescue the Governor, and then swing around like a hammer to smash the hostiles against the anvil Captain Falkenberg will erect at the passes. The timing is critical.”
“I have confidence in Lieutenant Slater,” Falkenberg said.
“So have I, or I wouldn’t approve this plan,” Harrington said. “But don’t ignore what we’re doing here. In order to carry out the major objective of clearing the hostiles from the whole valley, we’re leaving Governor Swale in a rather delicate situation. If something goes wrong, Sector will have our heads—with justice, I might add.” He stood, and we all got to our feet. “But I like it. No doubt the Association thinks we’ll be rushing directly to the Governor’s aid, and their people are prepared for that. I hate to be obvious.”
“So do I,” Falkenberg said.
Harrington nodded curtly. “Gentlemen, you have your orders.”
* * *
The riverboats looked like something out of the American Civil War as they puffed their way down the dark river. We’d had a rainstorm when we left the fort, but now the sky was clear and dark, with bright stars overhead. My rivercraft were really nothing more than barges with steam engines and enough superstructure to get cargo under cover. They were made of wood, of course; there wasn’t enough of a metal industry on Arrarat to build steel hulls, and not much reason to want to.
I had three barges, each about fifty meters long and twenty wide, big rectangular floating platforms with cabins whose roofs served as raised decks, and a central bridge to control them. Every centimeter of available space was covered with troops, mules, guns, supply wagons, ammunition, tentage, and rations. The 501st was going to the Allan Valley to stay.
The barges burned wood, which we had to stop and cut with chain saws. In addition, I had one amphibious hovercraft with light armor. It could make fifty-five kilometers an hour compared to the eleven kilometers an hour the barges got under full steam. Perched on top of the third barge was Number Three helicopter, which could make a couple of hundred kilometers an hour. The discrepancies in speeds would have been amusing if they weren’t so frustrating.
“One goddamned DC-45,” Deane said. “One. That’s all, one Starlifter, and we could be there in an hour.”
“We make do with what we got,” I told him. “Besides, think how romantic it all is. Pity we don’t have a leadsman up in the bows singing out the river depth, instead of a sonar depth finder.”
The hovercraft ran interference to be sure there weren’t any nasty surprises waiting for us. As we got closer to Allansport, I sent up the chopper to make a high-altitude survey of the landing area. We were landing a good twenty klicks downriver from Allansport. Not only were the banks a lot steeper farther upriver, but we didn’t want to scare the Association off by landing too close. Governor Swale was screaming at me hourly, of course. He wanted us in Allansport right now. When I told him where we were putting ashore, he was almost hysterical.
“What the hell are you doing?” he demanded. “All you have to do is show up! They won’t stand and fight you. This is all a political maneuver. Put heavy pressure on them and they’ll come to terms.”
I didn’t point out that we didn’t intend to come to terms with the Association. “Sir, Colonel Harrington approved the battle plan.”
“I don’t care if God the Father approved it!” Swale shouted. “What are you doing? I know Falkenberg is south of here with troops he brought in by helicopter, but he won’t tell me what he’s doing! And now he’s withdrawn the militia! I’m trapped in here, and you’re playing some kind of game! I demand to know what you intend!”
“Governor, I don’t know myself,” I said. “I just know what my orders are. We’ll have you out of there in a few hours. Out.” I switched off the set and turned to Deane.
“Well,” I said, “we know Louis and Falkenberg are doing something down south of us. Wish I knew how they’re making out.”
“If there’s something we need to know, they’ll tell us,” Deane said. “Worried about Kathryn?”
“Some.”
“Never get so attached to anyone that you worry about her. Saves a lot of skull sweat.”
“Yeah, sure. Helmsman, that looks like our landing area. Look sharp.”
“Aye, aye, sir.”
“Hartz, get me the chopper pilot.”
“Zur.” Hartz fiddled with the radio for a moment, then handed me the mike.
“Sergeant Stragoff, sir.”
“Stragoff, I want you to make a complete sweep of our landing area. There should be two unarmed people there to meet us. They’ll show you a blue light. If they show any other color, spray the whole area and get the hell out of there. If they show blue, tell me about it, but I still want a complete survey.”
“Aye, aye, sir.”
“And just who is meeting us?” Deane asked.
“Don’t know their names,” I said. “Falkenberg said he’d try to set up a welcoming committee of local resistance types. If we’re satisfied with them, we help ’em arm some of their neighbors. That’s why we brought those extra rifles.”
The radio came to life again. “Two people with a blue light, sir. Nothing else on radar or IR.”