VC Chapter 27-Code Red

Sector 1600

Planet 1601

January 25, 2052

A young Caucasian man with brown hair stood in the command bridge overlooking the planet and grabbed his macrobinoculars from a pouch marked “Lieutenant Krawiec” to scan the horizon for incoming hostiles. In the distant was an armada of ships flying towards the planet.

“Vice Admiral Owens, we have a battalion of fighters heading towards our planet.” Krawiec paged on the speaker.

“How many Lieutenant?” Owens rushed out of his office with his uniform unbuttoned.

“Seem to be fifty? Seventy ships?” Krawiec panned at the incoming ships.

“VEGA?” Owens grabbed a pair on macrobinoculars from another nearby officer.

“No, doesn't look like it. Looks like...wait...MoB?” Krawiec caught the ship marks on its hulls.

“What do they want?” Owens walked to the communications control.

“Well, they don't look friendly...” Krawiec pointed at a distant satellite blown to bits by mass drivers.

“All hands, battle stations! This is not a drill! Repeat, this is not a drill!” Owens pushed the pager on the command bridge.

A loud siren sounded off almost immediately when Owens finished paging. Combat turrets had already rotated to aim at the incoming ships whilst pilots were scrambling to get to the bay.

“Sir, MoB is sending a transmission.” a communications officer reported.

A man dressed in full battle suit appeared on the hologram table and folded his arms.

“I'm Pleasure Palace MoB and I am here to bring the message from our senior officers that NB has no room here in this sector. Prepare to be eradicated.” the man threatened and ended the transmission.

“Krawiec, get me in contact with all NB forces. We are Code Red.” Owens ordered as he dashed to his office to get suited for flight.

“Understood sir.” Krawiec saluted crisply.

A fleet of Revelation cruisers broke from its formation and began to hit a smaller base in the distance. In a matter of minutes, the base was destroyed and getting pulled into the planet's atmosphere.

A squadron of NB talons launched from a nearby base and fleet towards the menacing Fury battleships. Before the talons could land any good shots on the battleship, it was taken out by an escort of pulse laser Nighthawk frigates.

“Another base down Lieutenant.” an officer reported as a nearby base blew up from a hail of hex missiles.

“Focus fire on those Furies. Those are the ones carrying the payload.” Krawiec pointed.

“Firing fusion torpedoes sir.” the weapons officer acknowledged by pushing buttons.

The fusion torpedo turret swivelled to aim at the battleships and fired off five long missiles from its pod. The first one stuck a nearby enemy Revelation while the remaining hit its mark taking out one Fury's shields.

“Lieutenant Krawiec!” Owens shouted from behind the busy man.

“Yes sir?” Krawiec turned his head.

 “You are in command of the bridge now.” Owens said loudly as he put on his pilot helmet and dashed towards the hangar.