Nice, just like Star Trek! Did you get Star Trek in Poland?
No, unfortunetly. There's little Star Trek in Poland.
Jack McNeal and his security team runned as quickly as they could towards the dameged part of the hull. They weren't engineers, they were marines. The beam hit the hull and dissapated just before breaching it. It left just a few milimeters of metal.
The team arrived.
The blastdoors on the other side of the corridor were closed. And between them, and the blastdoors stood an alien. It was 2 meters tall and it had some sort of a coat.
Jack motioned one of his soldiers to kill it. The marine raised his phasor rifle, took aim, and pressed the trigger. The alien, in a incredibly fast move dodged the deadly blast, turned around. It carried only two weapons: a pistol and a sword. More than enough. The alien raised his(or hers) gun.
- Open fire!- Jack screamed.
A massive barrage of phasor fire erupted in the corridor just barely missing the damaged part of the hull. And the alien easily dodged every shot. And fired back.
Three marines fallen with fist sized holes in their heads.
- Fall back! - Jack screamed.
The team started to pull back, still firing.
Amelia watched two battles. One in space, one on her ship.
And neighter was looking good.
They took out all enemy fighters, but lost all of theirs, along with an another frigate. At least they could change the fate of the second battle.
- McGregor! - she said to the intercom - Flood section 147, deck 21 with drive plasma.
- Rodger that cap'n! I'll se what I can do.
Jack's team continued to pull back. The alien fired two more blasts. Two more dead bodies. And suddenly they were saved. Sections blastdoor, designed to resist something as hot as plasma, closed right before them cutting the alien's way. Jack sighed with relief, but he knew that this was not over yet. That bloody bastard would find a way trough. And suddenly they heard an incredibly loud scream of agony, so loud that it could be heard trough the blastdoor.
- Enemy invader neutarlized, sir - Alex's responded - Probably nothing but carbon scorching left out of him.
- Good, Now let's take care of our last problem.
Suddenly the ship shook under heavy fire from enemy vessel. Shields went down in just few seconds. Weapons went down on "Agamemnon" in a few next.
- Weapons are down! Hull integrity at 71%! - Lomonosov informed nearly panicking.
Alex's voice came trough the intercom
Commodore, those bastards just damaged our hiperdrive! I'm think I can fix it but...
Explosion could be heard trough the intercom.
-Alex!?
-Sir, enemy vessel has ceased firing, they are attacking the frigates. - Lomonbosov informed.
- Manchisco, any weaknes in their shielding!?
- No, sir, I don't even know how big output does this thing have!
The three frigates came in a formation, intent on getting below the enemy ships shields. "Danube" was destroyed first.
Two remaining frigates, "Aquaris" and "Saladin" made a tactical mistake of attacking from the front. The main weapon fired for the second time.
Wilk looked in horror at the explosion of the "Aquaris". He was sure that the "Saladin" was taken out in the explosion. But the frigate came out of the fire, it's remaining guns blasing. It got under the enemy vessel's shield level. Wilk was sure that they would now pull out, and then attack again. But they didn't. "Saladin" crashed right into the enemy ship. The explosion was blinding.
Everyone on the bridge of "Agamemnon" looked at the point were "Saladin" crashed with the enemy ship.
There was relief in their eyes.
They made it.
Many died.
But they survived.
