“I’d like to think that that’s one difficulty you won’t experience in our working relationship,” she told him.

“I certainly don’t expect to, Citizen Secretary. For one thing, as a serving officer in your own right, you know just how big the galaxy really is… and how much defensive depth we still have.”

“I do. At the same time, however, I also know that we can’t afford to keep on giving ground forever if we don’t want morale to crumble,” she pointed out. “And that applies to the civilians, as well as the military. The Fleet can’t win this thing without the support of the civilian sector, and if the civilians decide there’s no point in supporting people who just keep falling back—” She shrugged.

“Of course we can’t,” Bukato agreed. “But every system we lose is one more the Manties have to picket, and every light-year they advance inside the frontiers is another light-year of logistical strain.”

“True. On the other hand, capturing Trevor’s Star has already simplified their logistics immensely. Sooner or later, that’s going to show up in their deployments.”

“Um.” It was Bukato’s turn to grimace and nod. The capture of Trevor’s Star had given the Manticoran Alliance possession of every terminus of the Manticore Wormhole Junction, which meant Manty freighters could now make the voyage from the Star Kingdom’s home system to the front virtually instantaneously… and with no possibility of interception.

“No doubt it will show up eventually, Citizen Secretary,” he said after a moment, “but for the moment, it’s not going to help them a whole hell of a lot. They still have to cover the same defensive volume with the same number of available warships. Maybe even more importantly, they have to make certain they hold Trevor’s Star after all the time and trouble they spent taking it in the first place. From my own reading of the intelligence reports, that’s the real reason they sent White Haven off to organize an entirely new fleet at Yeltsin. They’re keeping almost all of his old fleet right there at Trevor’s Star to protect it.”

“You’re right,” McQueen agreed. “For now, at least, it is distracting them from more offensive activities. But it’s a dynamic situation, not a static one. By holding the system, they remove the threat of an invasion of the Manties’ home system down the Junction. And that means they can start standing down those damned forts they built to cover the central terminus, which is going to free up one hell of a lot of trained manpower.”

“But not immediately,” Bukato countered with a smile, and McQueen smiled back. Neither of them had yet said anything astonishingly brilliant or insightful, but this sort of brainstorming had become a rarity in the current People’s Navy. “Even if they shut the forts down tomorrow—or yesterday, for that matter—they can’t actually use the fresh manpower against us until they build the ships for those people to crew.”

“Exactly!” McQueen’s eyes sparkled. “Of course, they can still build ships faster than we can. But we still have a lot more building slips than they do and our construction rates are going up. It may take us longer to build a given ship than it takes them, but as long as we can work on building more of them at the same time we’ve got a shot at matching their construction rate in total numbers of hulls. Add that to the fact that we can crew as many ships as we can build, whereas they have a hell of a lot smaller population base, and the ’big battalions’ are still on our side… for now. But that infusion of additional crewmen from the forts is going to fuel one hell of a growth spurt in their front-line strength a year or so down the line. What we have to do is find a way to use the distraction aspect of their commitment at Trevor’s Star against them before they can use the benefits of its possession against us.”