Sector 2300
Planet 2304
October
21, 2052
“The
facility is right over there.” Papagiannis saw a distant base
hovering in the sky.
“Let's
get moving. That one hour countdown has begun already.” Johnson
ordered as he steered his ship toward the massive base.
“Incoming
fighters launching from the base. Two waves of Harrier frigates!”
an officer reported as he scanned the radar.
“Harriers?
These guys are amateurs.” Papagiannis laughed as his Revelation
cruiser quickly made work of the Harrier spam.
“Combat
turrets are activating.” Johnson noted as fusion torpedo turrets
fired a wave explosives towards them.
“Captain,
what's that odd looking weapon that's charging red?” Papagiannis
watched as a turret turned and aimed at his ship.
Before
Johnson could reply back, the turret fired a steady red beam onto
Papagiannis' ship instantly holding it in space.
“Engines
overloaded. This looks like a weapon designed to hold enemy ships.”
Papagiannis looked at his own ship's status.
“We
have multiple ships, it can't lock all of us at once. Full speed
ahead.” Johnson broadcasted to the ships.
Johnson's
fleet moved to engage the nearby turrets instantly wiping them out
with concentrated fire. Papagiannis' fleet circled around to take out
the other turrets. In a matter of minutes, the base was occupied with
VEGA and NB fleets with a few ship losses.
“Papagiannis
we have found a complete set of Hydra missile blueprints.” Johnson
watched his men hurry out of a lab with a giant metallic crate.
“What
about the new weapon Captain Johnson?” Papagiannis pointed at the
dead turret outside the base.
“Looks
like a prototype of some sort. There's nothing we can do to reverse
technology on a dead weapon turret. We need to get out of here now.
Something tells me this was too easy.” Johnson patted Papagiannis
on the back as he hurried back to his cruiser.
The
remaining ships launched and exited the planet encountering zero
resistance from the rear side of the blockade.
“Du
Preez and Tarbuck, do you copy?” Johnson sent a transmission.
“Shall
we wait for them?” Papagiannis looked in the distant space for
signs of battle.
“Du
Preez or Tarbuck, are you there?” Johnson transmitted again.
“I
think I see enemy ships inbound.” an officer alerted Johnson as
ships appeared from the sides of the planet.
“Local
units, move to LZ Kilo.” Johnson made the call uncertain on the
whereabouts of Admiral Tarbuck and Captain Du Preez.
