Chapter 2
I believe I can fly. . .
“Men!”
“Today we stand before a door, a door that will lead us to our freedom! We do have the element of surprise, but the enemy outnumbers us 5 to 1. “
A moment of silence floats over the crowd
“One man can not win this battle, but he influences the outcome. How much he influences it depends on his bravery and his reasons to fight! I ask this of you now, do not fight for me, do not fight for the president and do not fight out of vengeance. But fight for your freedom! Fight for the freedom of your Families! Fight for your independence!”
The crowd erupts like a volcano with cheers of brave men ready to go to battle.
“Pew, nice speech Captain McGrinder”
“Thanks Jordan, are you ready?”
“Lets do it.”
A crackle is heard over the radio.
“Captain Longhorn, are your troops in place?”
“Yes Captain McGrinder, you can begin the attack”
“Yes sir”
On that moment shells came flying trough the skies, it looked like comets crashing down on the city, fire from the heavens. Each man fought like the battle’s outcome only depended on him self.
After only a few minutes of intense battle.
“Captain McGrinder?” The radio crackles again.
“Yes Captain Longhorn”
“The ships are secure”
“Ok Captain Longhorn, you can begin your attack from the north.”
The battle commenced exactly as Captain Allan planed it, it commenced almost too easily. As the Pirates gave up they were all taken prisoner and left in the city cells where most of the rebels had spend there life the past 20 years. After freeing the rebel prisoners the ships took off with all that remained of the rebels.
--- On the Carrack
“We are entering space Admiral”
“Good commander, anything on the scanners yet”
“No sir”
“Ok, take over bridge, Commander Ford”
“Yes sir”
Admiral Longhorn returned to his quarters.
Just as the Carrack passed the atmosphere the navigations officer saw that all the ships was on deferent positions. And to make it worst there was a Reaver in the system with a wing of 6 Elites.
On the galleon
“Commander! Sir! Sir!”
“Yes Lieutenant Rigel, what is wrong”
“Sir there is a RE RE RE RE . . .”
“Slow down Lieutenant, what is wrong?”
“Sir there is a Reaver and a wing of elites coming strait for us!”
“O no, I knew it was to easy, damn it! Where is the rest of the fleet?”
“Sir they are scattered all around the Planets atmosphere.”
“That is not good at all, battle stations! All turrets protect the ship. Only fire when fired on.”
Meanwhile on the Carrack
“Admiral!”
“Yes Commander what is it?”
“The fleet is scattered and there is a Reaver with a wing of Elites heading for us”
The old man almost falls out of his chair with the last com over the radio. His years are showing not only in his hear but by the lines and battle scars on his face, it was clear that this man had seen a lot in his life.
“How far is the Reaver and how far is our fleet?”
“The Reaver is 10 mizuras away sir and the two marauders 6 mizuras and the Galleon 11 mizuras”
“Contact Commander McGrinder and tell him to get his ship here now. Tell him that we will attack from the one side so he must try to get the Reaver from the bottom. Tell Captain Shogun and Captain Jordan to do fly by attacks but they must be careful for friendly fire. ”
“Yes sir”
“Commander Ford”
“Yes sir”
“Good luck. . .”
Meanwhile on the Galleon
“How far away is the Reaver from the Carrack?”
Shouts McGrinder from his command chair.
“10 mizuras sir, and we are 11”
“Damn, head for the reaver immediately!”
“Helm change direction for coordinates x15, y10, z16!”shouted the lieutenant over to the helm.
“Orders just received from the admiral sir”
“Yes lieutenant?”
“We are to attack from bellow the Reaver and the Carrack from the side. This doesn’t sound logical sir, must we proceed?”
“Firstly lieutenant we will proceed because he is your admiral and you will obey his orders. Secondly it is a brilliant strategy to cancel out cross fire. Change the coarse now!”
“Yes sir, sorry sir. Change to the following coordinates. X15, y7, z16.”
On the Carrack
The laser fire is blazing trough the dark skies, lighting up the space like a fireworks show. Burning plasma embracing shields with a lighting show at each blow.
“Shields are at 45 % sir, The Reaver on 59 and the marauders is also beaten up badly. The Galleon will be in fire range with in 20 sizuras admiral”
“Good, that will change the odds. Tell Commander not to launch any planes the fire power will be enough.”
“Admiral we just lost Captain Shogun”
“Damn, any survivors?”
“No sir, it’s blown to pieces. Oh no, we just lost Captain Jordan, there seems to be a few survivors but they are in our blasting way. Should we cease fire?”
“This is not good, NO we can’t risk losing the whole ship for 5 people”
“Yes sir, the Galleon just started with its fire brigade. Our shields are now 35% and the Reaver 30%”
“Good”
The fire from both sides clinches the Reaver like a hand closing on a toy ship. The Captain of the Reaver orders evacuation but most of the escape pods get destroyed.
“Sir Brace for impact, the Reaver is about to blow. . .”
The shock wave moves both these large capital ships at least a few meters away.
“Mechanical. Damage reports on all ships. Med bay. Report on all lost and injured.” The admiral shouts while he falls with relief on his command chair in the bridge.
“Mechanical reporting sir, Shields on 12 Percent on the Carrack and 90% on the Galleon.”
“Get working on that shields son, we don’t know if we will need them any time soon.”
“Yes sir, right away”
“Med bay reporting sir, 18 dead including the 5 that died from our fire and 123 with minor injuries.”
“Commander Ford”
“Yes admiral?”
“Let us leave this sector immediately. Set coarse for the sector shining currents now. Let Commander McGrinder lead us out of here, and get those shields up ASAP. “
On the Galleon
The Commander hears a knock on his door.
“Who is it?”
“Me” a women’s voice came from the door.
“I don’t want to talk to you now, let me be”
“Come on Allan, I need to talk to you”
A moment of silence passes when suddenly the door unlocked and slammed open. Without greeting his guest he turns around and walks back to his chair. A tallish blond woman emerges from the dark passage way. She is in her mid 30 but it is clear that she has seen her fair share of heart aches.
“Allan, stop this silly games. We all got our second chance, why can’t we start over too?”
Allan keeps silent and thinks to him self.
‘That piercing green eyes, no wonder she is the leader of this faction’
“You are going to have to tell him you know. He is no longer a child he deserves to know.”
Allan still keeps silent
“Allan! I’m talking to you”
“It’s all your fault you know” Allan mumbles
“If you’d not married Cornell O’Brian I’d still have a best friend and a son, but no, you’d had to go and ruin my life!”
“You where gone for 2 Jazuras, how was I to know that you will return from prison. When the Pirates got you we all thought that they will kill you. I waited for you but what was I supposed to do, let our child grow up without a father?”
“Lets just leave it Magreth”
‘he still gives me goose bumps when he calls me that.’ She thinks
“Wow that is the first times in years you’ve called me that. Come on, let’s make peace. For Christian’s sake, I know how much you love him.”
“I’ll think about it, now please Madam President. I need my rest and so do you. We will be in Shining Currents in a few stazuras.“
While leaving the quarters of the Commander the President thinks to her self.
‘I just wish he would give me another chance, I really still do love that stubborn old goat’
“Sigh”
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