He tapped his chair's control panel, connecting him with the hangar chief. “Prepare my transport for immediate departure.”
The order was acknowledged, the line was closed on the opposite end of the comm line, and the hangar chief immediately ensured that everything that was needed to promptly accomplish that order was put in motion. The pilots and onboard security would be arriving in near-record time. The transport was ready for launch in just a few minutes.
USSC Voyager
A sensor alarm sounded; the external sensors officer's screen flashed thrice. “Destination directly ahead. Detecting USSC Odyssey on target,”
“Very good,” the captain authoritatively acknowledged. The X.O. would take over from there. This was a good time to get some command experience.
“Helm, slow to a full stop. Bring us alongside the Odyssey,” The order was promptly acknowledged. “Alert the Shadows,”
The internal communications officer carried out the order rapidly, then hung up and turned around with a stunned look on her face. “Sir, the Shadows are already—”
The Chief of the Boat (COB) snapped to his left at the top of the spiral staircase at the twelve muscular men dressed in special forces battle dress uniform and declared, “Captain's in combat!”
*****
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