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guessed. Their ability to adapt made sense. They couldn’t take on a multicultural army like the alliance without being wily. This setback, and he was convinced that’s all it was, made sense but wouldn’t last.
                  Somehow, the Protocol Seven would have a method to get past this defense but his initial simulations all failed. I really need to fundamentally rewrite the code. It was designed to find their frequency and pierce through it, that’s the strength. Countering the randomization would require more power and additional AI protocols to match the pattern.
                  Figuring out how the enemy computer ran through the task sequences might not be possible in its present state. He scanned the code, contemplating where he might modify it to make the changes. Maybe I can’t have it just go right through their shields…but it may be possible to lower the integrity of their defenses.
                  He started a new set of simulations just as the enemy sent another attack their way. Redding didn’t fully dodge this one but their shields held, keeping them safe. Olly redirected energy to reinforce those deflectors then sent a request to the engineering team to normalize power flow to that region.
                  Paul admitted he didn’t even know he could do that in the last fight. I was probably wasted on the Tam’Dral .
                  “They’re definitely pursuing us, Captain,” Tim said. “The Crystal Font has also pulled one from the other two ships. Three to two now.”
                  “No,” Olly said. “The last one’s not engaged with anyone. It’s still landing troops. I’m picking up readings of drop ships deploying. They’re definitely all over the ground attack.”
                  “Adam, get the Crystal Font to join our fighters to take down some of those drop ships. Let’s limit their reinforcements on the ground.”
                  “On it.”
                  “Harass them, Redding,” Gray said. “Throw shots to keep them moving. We’re giving them too easy of a time following us. Go for precision shots and Olly, how’s the Protocol Seven evaluation coming?”
                  Olly sighed. “You won’t like the answer, sir. Let me compile some more information and I’ll get it to you soon. Another two minutes.”
                  “Make it one.”
                  “I’ll do what I can.” Olly frowned, working his controls swiftly. As the shots blasted by them, they returned fire. He wanted to look up but forced himself to remain focused. No time for curiosity. Let them do their jobs. I’ve got mine. This is fine. Everything’s cool. I’ve got this…hopefully in one minute .
     
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                  Agatha spoke up. “Captain, I’m receiving a transmission from the alliance ships on an emergency frequency. They’re hailing us and the Crystal Font.”
                  Gray nodded and took his seat. “Patch it into my personal station.” He put an ear piece in and looked at his screen, waiting for the connection to establish. When it did, he heard a voice but received no visual.
                  “This is Anthar Pi’Inxi. Thank you for responding to our distress call. We are in desperate need of assistance.”
                  Kale answered, “I’m sorry, Anthar Pi’Inxi, we did not respond to your call. We were here to visit the facility and stumbled on the fight. What happened?”
                  “Two ships are stationed here anyway to protect the system from incursion. They put out a distress call when they picked up enemy readings on the outskirts of the system. We arrived to find six warships pounding ours and immediately engaged. Some of us aren’t doing so well…my own ship is down to sixty percent hull integrity and shields are