Zurian returned to the shuttle and sat down in the pilot seat. They had one shuttle for each Zyrgin warrior who came on the mother ship. It did double duty as escape pods and could also be used a fighter plane. Although the chances of ever needing fighter planes against the humans were zero.
"Contact Zacar," he ordered the computer in the old language.
"Zurian," Zacar said. His image was clear, without the distortion caused by the human's primitive TC. "We intercepted another transmission to the town."
"Could you find where he called from?" Zurian asked.
"No. And only their government has the resources to hide the origin of their calls."