Birthright: Battle for the Confederation- Consequence
“ "Any bets on whether Loren's in one of those?" he asked nobody in particular.
As if on cue, one of them began doing barrel rolls, a ninety degree pull up where he killed speed on the approach and then accelerated out on the new vector, capped off with a series of maneuvers starting with forty-five degree pull-ups with a half roll on top, then another forty-five degree pitch change.
"Fool's flying like he's trying to perform an air show," Elco mu...ttered. "Well, I guess we know which one's our XO." The ship shuddered and Elco stumbled under the impact. The Primans must have finally realized that there was only one Crusader class Confed ship in their midst. Oh well, it was time to go anyway.
"Helm, ninety degrees to port and down fifteen degrees. Make sure our rear tubes are pointed at that cruiser." Elco reached over to his panel and tapped the comm stud while looking at the weapons officer's station across the bridge. "Lieutenant Commander Mastruk," Elco called, waiting to see her face on the display before continuing. "We're leaving. Keep firing torpedoes at that cruiser until it's a dust cloud or we're out of weapons. Loren and Velk are clear, so let them have it." "Comms," he continued, "make sure our landing guidance is online so Loren can land in the Vipers' hangar. Send Marines too, just in case." Elco cringed as the hammer blows of more impacts rained down on his ship. He was reassured to some measure by the schematics in the holo field, though; Avenger's laser batteries were blazing away at any target they could reach, her AA/point defense turrets spit nonstop laser fire at Priman fighters and inbound torpedoes. There were already four torpedoes of her own halfway to the Commander's cruiser.MoreLess
As if on cue, one of them began doing barrel rolls, a ninety degree pull up where he killed speed on the approach and then accelerated out on the new vector, capped off with a series of maneuvers starting with forty-five degree pull-ups with a half roll on top, then another forty-five degree pitch change.
"Fool's flying like he's trying to perform an air show," Elco mu...ttered. "Well, I guess we know which one's our XO." The ship shuddered and Elco stumbled under the impact. The Primans must have finally realized that there was only one Crusader class Confed ship in their midst. Oh well, it was time to go anyway.
"Helm, ninety degrees to port and down fifteen degrees. Make sure our rear tubes are pointed at that cruiser." Elco reached over to his panel and tapped the comm stud while looking at the weapons officer's station across the bridge. "Lieutenant Commander Mastruk," Elco called, waiting to see her face on the display before continuing. "We're leaving. Keep firing torpedoes at that cruiser until it's a dust cloud or we're out of weapons. Loren and Velk are clear, so let them have it." "Comms," he continued, "make sure our landing guidance is online so Loren can land in the Vipers' hangar. Send Marines too, just in case." Elco cringed as the hammer blows of more impacts rained down on his ship. He was reassured to some measure by the schematics in the holo field, though; Avenger's laser batteries were blazing away at any target they could reach, her AA/point defense turrets spit nonstop laser fire at Priman fighters and inbound torpedoes. There were already four torpedoes of her own halfway to the Commander's cruiser.MoreLess
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