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concern.
“You didn’t think we were the only ones developing our technology, did you?” asked Chandra. “We’ve given them a hard time. They’re not going to take it lying down!”
Another beam tore through one of the human ships, but to their horror it came from a different enemy vessel. Huber looked closely and could see the vast barrel protruding from the enemy ship, and there were two others like it. He tapped his console and barked out his commands.
“All Battlecruisers target those gunships!”
“Sir, we’ve lost all signal to the fleet and have internal solid feeds only!”
“God damn it! Concentrate all our fire on those things!”
A volley of fire smashed two of the enemy craft, but they watched in horror as the third got a last shot off before it burst into flames. The pulse hit the hull of the Washington and caused the lighting to dampen and flicker. They were thrown violently about the ship and the tac projection vanished, leaving them with the bare metal walls of the bridge.
Taylor lifted Huber back to his feet. Blood trickled from his face. They looked around for the others just as the emergency lighting system came online.
“Status report!” called Huber.
There was no response for a moment as the bridge staff tried to make sense of it all.
“Sir, we’ve taken heavy damage across floors thirteen through eighteen. Breaches have been sealed, but we still have fires on multiple levels.”
“Casualties?”
“We don’t have that much information yet, Sir.”
“Get me some eyes on the battle!”
The operations table he rested on lit up and flickered, finally coming to life. Taylor clambered over to the table in time to watch in astonishment as two enemy craft smashed into the Washington.
“Jesus Christ!”
“Sir, we have multiple breaches on floor three and eight!”
Huber turned to Chandra.
“We’ll keep the guns firing. Do not let this ship fall!”
“What about the bridge, Sir?”
“We have enough guards to look after us. Get to those breaches!”
Chapter 4
Lights flickered as power fluctuated throughout the Washington. Engineering and medical crews rushed about their duties. Taylor and Chandra fought through the chaos with Jones’ Company in tow. They now wore their full helmets with independent oxygen supply, so they could be ready for anything. The Colonel stopped at a junction and looked down two of the corridors feeding onto it.
“God damn, it all looks the same,” she whispered.
“This one,” replied Taylor.
“You sure?”
“No, but we have to keep moving.”
“Alright, go!”
They rushed forward down yet another corridor they’d never seen before. Taylor held is Mappad forward and tried to make some sense of their location. It shook about in his hand. He reached over, clipped it to his left forearm, and continued. It looked like they were heading the right way, but in the desperate rush and in a maze of corridors, it was difficult to know.
“I think we’re about a hundred metres away!”
As he said it, an explosion ripped through the corridor only ten metres from their position. The massive impact threw them off their feet, and the hull of a smaller enemy vessel smashed through into their corridor and passed right through into the next. Even before Taylor could get to his feet, he was sucked through a hole in the breach and out into space. He looked back to see the corridor had been shut off and its atmosphere normalised. He could see Chandra stood looking in horror as he floated away. The blast skin closed up around the hull of the enemy vessel, instantly sealing the breach.
“Fuck sake!” he shouted.
He’d never been tossed out into space before, and it was an oddly frightful, as well as fascinating, experience. He knew his suit and its integrity were all that was keeping him alive. But he turned and could see the whole battle before him. Several of their fleet had been hit by boarding actions, but the fight continued to rage. Enemy
“You didn’t think we were the only ones developing our technology, did you?” asked Chandra. “We’ve given them a hard time. They’re not going to take it lying down!”
Another beam tore through one of the human ships, but to their horror it came from a different enemy vessel. Huber looked closely and could see the vast barrel protruding from the enemy ship, and there were two others like it. He tapped his console and barked out his commands.
“All Battlecruisers target those gunships!”
“Sir, we’ve lost all signal to the fleet and have internal solid feeds only!”
“God damn it! Concentrate all our fire on those things!”
A volley of fire smashed two of the enemy craft, but they watched in horror as the third got a last shot off before it burst into flames. The pulse hit the hull of the Washington and caused the lighting to dampen and flicker. They were thrown violently about the ship and the tac projection vanished, leaving them with the bare metal walls of the bridge.
Taylor lifted Huber back to his feet. Blood trickled from his face. They looked around for the others just as the emergency lighting system came online.
“Status report!” called Huber.
There was no response for a moment as the bridge staff tried to make sense of it all.
“Sir, we’ve taken heavy damage across floors thirteen through eighteen. Breaches have been sealed, but we still have fires on multiple levels.”
“Casualties?”
“We don’t have that much information yet, Sir.”
“Get me some eyes on the battle!”
The operations table he rested on lit up and flickered, finally coming to life. Taylor clambered over to the table in time to watch in astonishment as two enemy craft smashed into the Washington.
“Jesus Christ!”
“Sir, we have multiple breaches on floor three and eight!”
Huber turned to Chandra.
“We’ll keep the guns firing. Do not let this ship fall!”
“What about the bridge, Sir?”
“We have enough guards to look after us. Get to those breaches!”
Chapter 4
Lights flickered as power fluctuated throughout the Washington. Engineering and medical crews rushed about their duties. Taylor and Chandra fought through the chaos with Jones’ Company in tow. They now wore their full helmets with independent oxygen supply, so they could be ready for anything. The Colonel stopped at a junction and looked down two of the corridors feeding onto it.
“God damn, it all looks the same,” she whispered.
“This one,” replied Taylor.
“You sure?”
“No, but we have to keep moving.”
“Alright, go!”
They rushed forward down yet another corridor they’d never seen before. Taylor held is Mappad forward and tried to make some sense of their location. It shook about in his hand. He reached over, clipped it to his left forearm, and continued. It looked like they were heading the right way, but in the desperate rush and in a maze of corridors, it was difficult to know.
“I think we’re about a hundred metres away!”
As he said it, an explosion ripped through the corridor only ten metres from their position. The massive impact threw them off their feet, and the hull of a smaller enemy vessel smashed through into their corridor and passed right through into the next. Even before Taylor could get to his feet, he was sucked through a hole in the breach and out into space. He looked back to see the corridor had been shut off and its atmosphere normalised. He could see Chandra stood looking in horror as he floated away. The blast skin closed up around the hull of the enemy vessel, instantly sealing the breach.
“Fuck sake!” he shouted.
He’d never been tossed out into space before, and it was an oddly frightful, as well as fascinating, experience. He knew his suit and its integrity were all that was keeping him alive. But he turned and could see the whole battle before him. Several of their fleet had been hit by boarding actions, but the fight continued to rage. Enemy
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