6. Sitting Duck
- Created: Tuesday, 06 October 2015 00:33
The bridge was bathed in low, red light. The air was heavy with the smell of burning plastic and molten metal, most emergency indicators were blinking like crazy but at least the alert sirens had stopped, giving Norton and his men a few moments of silence.
"Compartments 3,4 and 7 have been breached and our cargo bays are badly hurt. I've flushed the air to quench the fires but life support is still functional. Not sure about the engines, though" said Martin in a low voice.
Johnson was shaking his head. "I'm checking the engines now, doesn't look good sir..."
"Alright boys, at least we're alive. Damn, I thought Intrepid was still in her dock! What on Earth were they doing out here?"
"They took a lone walk" said Martin. "Seen no escort craft, did you?"
"Didn't see 'em cause there weren't any! Ain't complaining if you ask me!" said Johnson with a faint smile.
Smoke was slowly rising from a nearby console. Norton coughed.
"Any friendlies nearby?"
"Closest I can find is in the Lyman crater, sir. Quite some distance I'm afraid..."
"You think we can reach it with the Eagle?"
"Possibly, but that might tempt our sky friends to do some target practice."
"We'll see about that, check the Eagle!"