by Doc 42 » Mon Mar 29, 2010 1:49 pm
"This is Stray Wolf, Freedom is down. I repeat Freedom is down."
The merc ship took a sharp dive, it's turrets firing wildly at the incoming missiles, it's shield preparing for impact
"Cheese it here, what do you mean they're down? We have them on visuals right here"
The mercs swung left, rocking from several explosions.
Marcus, their captain, didn't bother replying to the civilians. With the Exo ship shot down, their party was completely militia. Freedom 7 had been an ancient ship more fitting of a museum but at least it was Marican military tech. Stray Wolf was bought in Outreach, a 'wasteland' planet. Most of the tech available on the free markets had been slowly upgraded from commercial craft. Sure, as a ship, it was still an exceptional piece of machinery and technology, on par with many other designs around the Galaxy, but here, it was out classed
Marcus held his head for a moment, indulging in a second of weakness. His crew couldn't see him, so it didnt matter much. he was enclosed in his command pod. He opened his eyes again, taken in by the space around him. It was as if he was floating above the battle space. He forced himself to refocus and called to the weapons officer "We're coming into range now, what can you do for us Sullivan?"
The officer called back, sounding shaken "The deck gun and torpedos are active and ready, but I don't know what it will do, these guns are meant for practically stationary enemies, this thing is like a fighter."
"Cheese It again, guys what do you mean they're down?"
Realising Stray Wolf didn't care, Blue caster answered, the captain's voice obviously disheartened "It mean's they're ******. Hull breach. Chances are that thing is hollow at this stage"
A few moments later, Blue caster called again "Stray Wolf, enemy carrier launching fighter craft, frigates and weapons platforms. What now?"
Stray Wolf replied, the captain soon losing his voice "I... just... god damn it, I don't know!"
The coms were quiet for a while, then Kodiak, the Raider ship, communicated for the first time, a deep cracked voice hailing them "This is Kodiak. Let them come."
Marcus flicked his main view port around, examining the Kodiak, the huge black ship opening fire on the incoming craft, a single red beam laser striking out of the gargantuan ship's 'mouth.' It was an ugly craft, almost like a pine cone with the front broken away into a gaping maw. Fighter craft dropped from the bays haphazardly placed around it, launching into action.
The captain cursed. If raiders were going to fight tooth and claw to the end, then by hell so would he.

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**** off TT"-Doc 42
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