“Where-are-they?” Another mild
hull shudder, this one accompanied the sound of a distant metallic bang.
“Their
stealth system is still active. Targeting sensors can’t get a definitive lock
yet. I’m recalibrating and trying another sweep. We should have them in the bag in a few minutes,” If they show up
on this radar!
The
floor subtly vibrated under the rumbling carpet bomb thunder.
“They’re not getting through,”
“What
about the Valiant?”
“It’s
trying to draw our fire so Odyssey can
keep shooting at us. The Valiant’s
arming their weapons.”
“Let’s see what they’ve got!”
Suddenly
the bridge blacked out and the floor shuddered violently. The crew braced for
stability amid a flurry of alarms and alerts.
“Internal
explosion on deck seventy! We’ve lost sixty
percent of available power!”
“What?”
“Sir! We’ve lost the defensive matrix on
the port side!”
“Commander! I have some new information
on that dreadnought!” Connors shouted
over the booms of torpedo near-misses.
“Whaddya got?” The crew braced against
another hull shudder. He realized the dreadnought’s
fire was getting closer, quickly—
“That ship’s design isn’t on file—!”
Another sharp, abrupt hull shudder. “It
was designed and manufactured off of the record because it was privately designed
and funded by a politician who was elected under a false alias! The dreadnought was manufactured in a private shipyard controlled by a known
terrorist cell—the shipyard isn’t on any of our star charts!” The hull
shuddered again. Wilson executed a series of tight barrel rolls and then a wide,
full-circle cartwheel as Sandberg fired another particle weapon barrage. “That politician laundered campaign funds to
fund the construction of that monster!” Another hull shudder. “They’ve been conspiring to overthrow The
Union for almost five years! Congress
has charged that guy with treason!”
Another
abrupt hull shudder. The crew braced again.
They want to stage a coup? Smith thought.
“That politician was recently declared an
enemy of the state after they were investigated by Congress and then later charged
with funding a known terrorist cell known because of its anti-Union efforts!
The UIA is looking for them! Our people are in trouble!”
The
fireball appeared in the viewscreen.
“A huge hole just exploded in their port-side
hull! I’m reading a complete failure
in their port-side defensive matrix! Connors
has her window!” Jones’ declared.
“I’ve still got the lock!”
“Get ‘em outta there!” Smith commanded,
taking the center seat amid another series of abrupt hull shudders.
“Valiant reports they’re engaging the dreadnought!” Hayes’ declared.
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