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157The Brothel Amongst The Stars%u201cThey%u2019ve cut the oxygen supply to the ship. And right now, they are pumping in a mix of Carbon Dioxide and Nitrogen. It will send all on board to sleep. My soldiers will then board in breathing gear and kill each soldier where he or she%u2019s still seated.%u201dShe stared at him. %u201cIsn%u2019t that cowardly?%u201d%u201cNo. It%u2019s a case of strategic advantage,%u201d he replied. %u201cAll war is just that, war%u2014killing your enemy.%u201dThe speaker over her desk suddenly blurted out. It was the pilot. %u201cSomething%u2019s wrong. Our Oxygen supply is falling. I%u2019m switching the ship back on.%u201dKyle turned to one of him men. %u201cQuick. The rifle.%u201dThe man unzipped a bag, brought out a long barrelled weapon and rushed it over to Kyle. He took it to the window, smashed the glass and aimed it down at the tiny target of the ship%u2019s pilot, visible through the cockpit. He fired twice, waited, and then lowered and retuned the weapon.He spoke to Jennifer. %u201cIt%u2019s a sniper%u2019s weapon. It fires a tiny powerful laser and destroys the heart of a human target.%u201d%u201cYou are a formidable enemy for anyone to have to face, Jennifer told him.%u201dHis soldiers on the ground spilled out from the other large vehicle as his men in the belly of the craft let down the entrance-exit ramps. They ran inside, their oxygen masks over their faces as they ran to the seated area where they coldly killed every man and woman still asleep and strapped to their seat. They dragged out the bodies, threw them into a pile after taking their weapons and uniforms, and set them alight.The game was won.The remainder of the night saw Kyle and Plum return to the