Regret Exactly four years to the day, from the fall of Earth to the Pentorrian?s.New Earth decided that it was pay back time. Our intelligence had broke Pentorrian's military code. We had been listening to their audio transmissions for the past two years. The fourth planet, in the third system Of the Orion Constellation was a terraformed world of the Pentorrian Empire. Though their name for it was untranslatable in our language we Called it Recreate, for it was here the Pantorrian?s would recreate ever messing with the human race. Their military garrison there was battalion sized. And a space patrol only checked it every three weeks. Recreate only communicated with their home world every four days. There was a large scientific installation there with a treasure truth of information on their technology. Right after they made their last transmission to their home world, we jumped into their space, and jamming their communications. We dropped three battalions of Colonial Marines commanded by Colonel Bridget Cummings. The Pentorrian are a feline race, and they are very territorial. Their home guard fought viciously as a lioness protecting its young. The Colonial Marines fought with a viciousness of a culture that had lost its home world and every loved one they had. Within a day it was over. We had captured the science facility intact. We had come into their space with our entire fleet. We knew we would have to spend three days in their space before we could make our first jump homeward. The Pentorrian soldiers ware amazed. We had done something they never would have. We took prisoners. However after our intelligence boys were through with them, they were going to wish they had died in battle. We were the under dogs here, we would do whatever it took. We left no Pentorrian behind, living or dead. We would dump their dead into deep space after our first jump. We were not here to conger this was strictly a hit and run attack.