RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
G99 Space
RC watched as the second wave of fire came in battering the Dreadstar. The volleys splashed across the shields making a glaring blue flash. Just beyond the Starfall all of RC's Proton torpedoes hit their marks and he watched in satisfaction as the explosion punched a sizeable hole in the G99 asteroid. The side of the asteroid crumbled giving way to the hangars airlocks. Air and moisture streamed from the airlocks freezing in bluish tinted clouds.
"Direct hit sir!"
As the alarms continued to ring RC turned to deck officer.
"Report!"
"All shields at ten percent power. Too much more will be a hull breach sir. Please advise."
"All soldiers in the tubes now, recall first wing, First Mate plot a reverse course transition into lightspeed jump. Pods launch in one minute last firing solution!"
RC left the bridge heading directly to the lifts. The Warlord checked his gear one last time before crawling into the drop pod. The trajectory was plotted along the same line as the torpedoes. With deft hands RC strapped himself in and locked down the seals to the pod. In seconds the countdown had begun. RC gritted his teeth. This was the part he hated. The lurch of the pod, his guts scrambling and the heat that baked the inside when it entered a gravity field.
WHOOSH
Five hundred of Dreadstars fast attack drop pods rocketed out of the tubes. RC held on tight to the harness as his pod sped into the hole created by the Dreadstar.
As the remaining pods soared in towards the opening the Dreadstar began to push at full burn backwards retreating from the battle. The crew scrambled about strapping down for the jump. The clock continued to tick down seconds. 5...4.....3....2....1
The Dreadstar now clear of the asteroids jumped out of the battle.
RC watched as the second wave of fire came in battering the Dreadstar. The volleys splashed across the shields making a glaring blue flash. Just beyond the Starfall all of RC's Proton torpedoes hit their marks and he watched in satisfaction as the explosion punched a sizeable hole in the G99 asteroid. The side of the asteroid crumbled giving way to the hangars airlocks. Air and moisture streamed from the airlocks freezing in bluish tinted clouds.
"Direct hit sir!"
As the alarms continued to ring RC turned to deck officer.
"Report!"
"All shields at ten percent power. Too much more will be a hull breach sir. Please advise."
"All soldiers in the tubes now, recall first wing, First Mate plot a reverse course transition into lightspeed jump. Pods launch in one minute last firing solution!"
RC left the bridge heading directly to the lifts. The Warlord checked his gear one last time before crawling into the drop pod. The trajectory was plotted along the same line as the torpedoes. With deft hands RC strapped himself in and locked down the seals to the pod. In seconds the countdown had begun. RC gritted his teeth. This was the part he hated. The lurch of the pod, his guts scrambling and the heat that baked the inside when it entered a gravity field.
WHOOSH
Five hundred of Dreadstars fast attack drop pods rocketed out of the tubes. RC held on tight to the harness as his pod sped into the hole created by the Dreadstar.
As the remaining pods soared in towards the opening the Dreadstar began to push at full burn backwards retreating from the battle. The crew scrambled about strapping down for the jump. The clock continued to tick down seconds. 5...4.....3....2....1
The Dreadstar now clear of the asteroids jumped out of the battle.
