installations. You destroyed it.”
“Oh. Well, then, Chief, what did I do wrong?”
“You also destroyed every chance for a lasting Peace. The KAOS brass was outraged when you blew up their installations.”
“I hate to say this about an ex-enemy, Chief,” Max replied. “But those KAOS people always were a bunch of soreheads.”
“They’re not ex-enemies any more, Max.”
“You mean?”
“I mean that war has been re-declared. The KAOS people swear to rebuild their installations, regroup their forces, and resume the conflict.”
“Plucky, aren’t they?” Max frowned.
The Chief dropped into his chair. He held his head in his hands. “Max! How could you have done it!” he groaned.
Max shrugged. “It could have happened to anybody, Chief.”
“Max! You… you… you… words fail me!”
Max suddenly brightened. “Chief, I’ll tell you what. To make up for it-”
“Yes, Max?” the Chief said, raising his head, looking at Max hopefully.
“You can forget about the medal,” Max said graciously.
