VC2 Chapter 4-Hydra Missiles

Sector 2100

Planet 2101

October 19, 2052

“As of 0700 this morning, these photos were taken by Captain Wicker on his routine route to conduct trade.” Charlie briefed a room full of officers seated in rows alongside Owens who was pointing at the projection of images.

“A rebel blockade have starved the planet 2304 from any outside trade merchants. These guys are known as TFD, The Flying Dead, we have not heard of them before so I would take extreme caution in dealing with them.” Owens pressed a few buttons on computer as the images changed.

“Excuse me sir, are they insectors?” a young Lieutenant Commander with tanned skin raised his hand.

“We do not know Lieutenant Commander Papagiannis, which is why we are advising extreme caution when engaged.” Owens looked at the officer's name tag.

“Copy.” Papagiannis nodded.

“Also from these photos that we got, we have reason to believe TFD has a new weapon technology.” Owens zoomed in on a photo of a ship in the distant.

“What is that?” a tall Captain with the name “Du Preez” asked out loud.

“That is a hydra missile. We had spies within Vega that stole the blueprints from our researchers. We never finished the project.” Parks walked onto the stage as she inserted a computer chip into the projector.

“Hydra missile?” Du Preez asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Advanced missile with homing technology in spatial warfare. The first ever accurate explosives that won't miss its target.” Parks uploaded a photo from the chip for the audience to view.

“That is deadly! Can't believe these wankers have it and we don't.” a well-built Caucasian man with stubble in a decorated uniform joked in a British accent.

“Admiral Tarbuck, which is why it's imperative we get the technology back.” Parks crossed her arms and shot a stare.

“Great another retrieval mission. Look what happened the last time we did something like this.” Tarbuck flung his hands in the air.

“This is a textbook example of outsector warfare ladies and gents. Crossing sector to assist these locals will be dangerous as well as recovering that asset.” Charlie continued on.

“Which is why we are looking for volunteers for this mission to work alongside Vega.” Owens scanned the crowd ignoring Tarbuck's unpleased facial expressions.

“I'm in.” Du Preez quickly volunteered and stood up without hesitation.

“If you are going. So am I.” a tall Caucasian Lieutenant smiled at Du Preez as he stood up.

“Stein, you silly bastard. Always looking for a fight that you can't finish.” Tarbuck shook his head and stood up from his seat to volunteer.

“I thought you were retired.” Stein joked at Tarbuck.

“Not yet mate.” Tarbuck sighed.

“Excellent.” Charlie clapped his hands together.

“Charlie, if there's one more spot...I would like to participate.” Papagiannis stood up from his chair and looked at the others who were standing.

“Yeah sure. Mission launches at 0900 tomorrow. I'll get Lieutenant Franklin to give you the necessary details to your offices.” Charlie looked at a dark-haired Caucasian woman sitting beside Tarbuck and nodded.

 “Dimissed.” Owens ended the meeting.