"You're sure this tub's full of Red junk?" Chief Azimuth stood in the open hatch of the cargo ship and scowled at its contents. "Looks to me like there are just a few pieces scattered around."
"It's there, all right." Scott walked along the fringe of the massive pile of Red Battlenaut pieces, ticking off items on a tablet computer checklist. "I see it plain as day."
He felt like he knew the contents of the hold by heart at that point. He'd spent over twelve hours locating each and every piece and supervising its removal, so the details were ingrained in his mind. Now that he was back onboard the Sun Tzu, he would get to know them even better; it was up to him, as the only one with "Red-vision," to oversee the unloading process and study the pieces that remained invisible to everyon
