“"Anino, Tullas is already here, how much of a pounding can this beast take?" "I told you before," he grumbled. "It's not a warship, although there is a combat bridge on deck three. We won't last more than ten minutes under direct fire. The combat bridge, however, is designed to take anything up to a direct missile strike." "Then we should jump to fold-space," I said. "Tullas will intercept us first. We'd never make it." "Incoming hail, Fist of Justice," the ship's AI announced. Wait one..., I said to the comm. "Frak, Anino, it's like you want to die," I said. "How could you miss this?" "Everything's gone to crap, Hoffen. I'm sorry," he said. "Attention, all hands," I said. "Tabby and I will man the combat bridge, the rest of the crew move to Hotspur." "Cap. What's the play?" Marny asked. "We've a full load of missiles on Hotspur and Ada is as fine a pilot as we have. Between the two ships we could have a chance," I said.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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