
“Bridge ops!,” the metallic voice rang out from the corner of the bridge. Grabbing the microphone the officer of the watch prepared to reply but calmly Commander Stone took the microphone from him and gave the unexpected reply, “Ops room this is the Captain, make your report,” In the darkened operations room the radar operator, in deferential tones, with a nod from his supervisor, “I think we have the contact at a range of forty miles, our good friend the renegade.”

I like this. Though my first thought was it was a Bridge, like a bridge over a river. Such is the way my mind thinks!
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