Mack Reynolds 
Medal of Honor 

‘Lieutenant, how would you like to capture a Miro class cruiser?’

Don laughed nervously. He said, ‘We’ve never captured a Kraden ship intact. — A One Man Scout against a Miro class cruiser?’

Demming grunted. ‘If we could arrange for you to capture such a vessel, there would be little doubt of you getting the Galactic Medal of Honor, Lieutenant.’

Don said, ‘Why? And why me, and what’s your percentage?’

‘Lieutenant Mathers, ‘ Rostoff said patiently, ‘the bearer of the Galactic Medal of Honor is above law. He carries with him an unalienable prestige of such magnitude that . . .’

Demming grunted. ‘Believe me, Lieutenant Mathers, there are an incredible number of laws which have accumulated down through the centuries to hamper the business man. It is a continual fight to be able to carry on at all. The ability to do no legal wrong would be priceless in the development of a new frontier.’ He sighed again, so deeply as to make his bulk quiver. ‘Priceless.’