let's go to the rescue

When the recruits prepared for the supply escort mission, they faced a critical problem: there was no available ship. The team gathered to discuss the situation while it was nighttime on Earth and still late at the space station.

"Guys, we have a problem. We don't have a ship to carry out the mission," Rosvaldo said, with a worried look.

Melissa, irritated and fidgeting with her hair, commented, "This is such a pain! How are we supposed to do an escort mission without a ship? We'll have to improvise something."

Victor, frustrated and slamming his hand on the table, added, "Great, another complication. We should have checked this before choosing the mission."

Mel, trying to stay calm and with a worried expression, suggested, "Let's think. Maybe we can borrow a ship."

At that moment, Instructor Kira entered the room and, after hearing the situation, proposed a solution. She offered her ship, on the condition that Lola, the robot pilot, would accompany them once again.

"The only available option is my fleet's ship. Lola will be responsible for piloting it; after all, you got along well last time, didn't you?" Kira said.

Victor, with a skeptical look, commented, "The last time we were on her ship, it smelled terrible. I don't trust this option much."

Melissa, trying to lighten the mood, responded, "Stop complaining, Victor. If you're going to keep grumbling, it's better if you don't come."

Rosvaldo quickly made a final inspection and, with Kira's authorization, the team headed to the hangar where the ship was parked. Lola was there to greet them once again.

"Hello, everyone. I'm here to make sure the trip is as comfortable as possible," Lola said, with a friendly smile.

Victor, frowning, responded with suspicion, "I just hope the smell isn't as bad as last time."

Lola, keeping calm and a sympathetic tone, replied, "I'll do my best to make the trip pleasant. Let's see how things go."

With everyone aboard, Lola took control of the ship while the team settled in. The ship took off, and the environment was filled with a peculiar smell that made Victor even more uncomfortable. He sat down, trying to distract himself with anticipation for the mission.

"I hope this trip doesn't take too long. If I end up sick, I'll punch you in the face, okay Melissa?" Victor said, with an impatient tone.

Melissa, sitting next to him, replied, "Sure, then I can have you kicked out of the ship, Victor."

Mel, observing the situation, commented, "You two look like children."

Rosvaldo, staying calm, said, "Everyone, focus. We need to concentrate on the mission and make sure we arrive at our destination ready to act."

The ship traveled through space, and the team settled into their seats. Lola piloted the ship skillfully, despite the initial discomforts. Time passed, and the team waited patiently until they reached their destination.

Victor, trying to settle in and forget the discomfort, commented, "I just hope the mission is worth it and we don't have any more problems."

Melissa, with an encouraging tone, replied, "Definitely, Victor. So don't mess things up."

The ship continued its journey, with the team preparing to face whatever awaited them upon arrival.

The ship finally landed on the designated planet, an arid surface with a reddish sky. Rosvaldo, taking on his role as leader, organized the team.

"Here we are. The objective is to find the person who sent the rescue request. Stay alert and follow my orders," Rosvaldo said with authority.

Victor, with a hint of disdain, didn't waste time making a comment.

"Phew, finally. And if the food here is as bad as on the ship, I'm going to complain, Rosvaldo," he teased with an ironic tone.

Melissa, already irritated by Victor's constant complaints, immediately shot back.

"Is food all you think about, Victor? We're on a serious mission, can you stop acting like a child?" Melissa said, visibly annoyed.

Victor, not liking Melissa's tone, retorted, "Relax, Melissa. I'm just trying to lighten the mood. But if you'd rather be a killjoy, fine," he responded with a provocative smile.

"Killjoy? At least I'm focused on what matters, unlike you!" Melissa shot back, raising her voice.

Mel, observing the argument, shook her head and let out a sigh.

"You two are so childish... Can we take things seriously for just a moment?" Mel said, with a light tone but a hint of exasperation.

Rosvaldo, who had been silent until now, turned to the two with a serious look.

"Enough, both of you. We're not here to fight among ourselves. Act like adults and focus on the mission," Rosvaldo said firmly, silencing the argument.

Zugiy, as usual, remained silent, adjusting his equipment while observing them from the corner of his eye, not getting involved in the confusion. He knew that despite the bickering, they would need to be united for what was to come.

With tension still lingering in the air, Rosvaldo signaled for everyone to disembark. The group, now more focused, prepared to begin the mission. Melissa and Victor, though still exchanging irritated glances, knew that the mission's success depended on everyone's cooperation. Mel worked to keep her attention on what mattered, and Zugiy, ever reserved, was ready for any challenge that lay ahead.