Revenant - The Shadow War Chronicles, Book 1
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Blake braced himself and ensured his straps worth 1000 tightly in the captain's chair. Everyone strap in. This is going to be a ******* wild ride. Roman should of did the same and waited for the captain to give the word. Darby was still in medical Raj era. So Morgan was running the reactor. Blake looked around the bridge. This was probably the worst plan in the history of plans, but they didn't have much choice. Morgan get up. The reacted A 110% kill. The safety's either This works well. We're dead anyway, acknowledged Blake. He could hear the reactor's spinning up as the ship began to vibrate from the power load. Shira, you have the coordinates set in. We're going to be close, so we don't want to bounce off anything as we're streaking by and it's going to be fast. Shira glanced back at him. No worries kept. This baby is going to burn right along the edge of that thing. Blake hit his common prayed to whatever God was listening. Create. Please tell me we are good to go on this because if this doesn't work, it will probably be the shortest escape in history, the little man snorted. Don't worry. I have got the surprise of a lifetime for these fools. Everyone had given him the go signal. It was now or never. All right, Shira, take us out fast and hard. You know what to do. Like said, Cheryl flipped the ship, so the front portion was facing out into space with a small prayer. She pushed the lever, allowing the engines to spin up. The ship began to shake so hard from the vibration, it felt like it was going to come apart at the seams. Sure, I punched the button on the console, and the rear engines came to life with a crimson explosion. The birthing dog began to glow red and melt, and cargo was flung across the giant room. As the decking on the dock itself peeled away, trying to retreat from the heat, the ship started to pull forward towards the full shield. The entire bridge crew could see the 30 ships out there waiting for them. The largest of them was directly in their path, as if trying to block their escape. Blake grabbed his chair a little tighter as the ship continued to push forward against the gravity of the station's bay. At the point it reached the shield. The gravity gave way on this ship lurched forward with all its velocity and out into space. As soon as they were clear, the bright red and blue of energy pulses began to rain down on the little ship, causing it to shudder. Should er snap the controls to the left, straining to try and get them to turn back toward the station's whole ******* move, you beg, she yelled. Is the manoeuvring jets fired? Fully trying to push against the ship's massive forward velocity for a second? Blake didn't think she would turn and that they would plough into the massive ships in front of them at first a little. And then, with Mohr and more momentum, the vessel lurched left until it was parallel with the hull of the station from the View port. They could see the station skin on there, right? And the ships still blasting out laser shots into the hull of the news Mel. On the left, a console exploded next to him, showering the bridge in bright light and smoke. What the **** was that? Blake yelled sensors, was all Rome replied Raam. Like those ******* up with everything we have now, Blake yelled, Is this ship rocketed along the outside of the station? Captain, the shields are starting to fail, and we are getting howl hits. We're down to 70% on Hull Integrity. Rum yelled over the booming of the laser hits coming from the fleet outside, Shira snap rollers along the whole and try to keep the ship rolling to space out the shots so they can focus on one area and then looked over at Rome. Every time a gun is facing toward that fleet, fire it. I want a continuous burst toward the enemy at all times. An alarm went off overhead. Oh, now what? Blake said, throwing his hands up incoming missiles. I think they're trying to take out our engines. Captain, launching countermeasures, rum yelled as he began to punch keys furiously outside the View port. The ship was spinning along the whole just a few more seconds, Blake said, watching the defence Terrence on the station looming at them as the ship passed the first tear it, Blake felt the dismal shudder. Round damage report healed rum, who was now starting to look harried. Reviewed the screen, Dex. Two and five are venting into space, and bulkheads have closed. Sealing them off. We have a structural failure to the main dorsal along the rear. However, it missed the engines. Three, if you wouldn't mind. **** these guys up, please. And then all **** broke loose.