Chapter 31: ch-31 It wasn’t perfect—no system was
This man is not to be underestimated.
Yet he was human. One of them now. And that thought was somehow both terrifying and comforting.
William continued.
"So here’s my proposal," he said. "As proof of my sincerity—and my alignment with humanity’s survival—I’m willing to gift the Federation two ships: one Tier-7-class frigate, and one Tier-7-class destroyer."
He let that bombshell hang in the air.
Kevin felt the breath leave his lungs.
Behind him, his officers exchanged stunned glances. Some of them blinked rapidly, as if trying to determine whether they’d misheard.
A Tier-7-class frigate?
A Tier-7-class destroyer?
These were the kinds of technologies discussed only in black-budget think tanks, in classified simulations.
These were concepts spoken of in theory, in projections, in classified think-tank reports buried so deep even admirals like Kevin barely saw summaries.