Chapter 198: (The War) (2/2)
He knew he should have cheated.
The Goggle-Imp had no idea.
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Surveillance Unit 2832ae99675ae5 slowly scanned the system in front of it.
Stellar mass readings, normal.
No planetary communications outside of previous scanning.
All systems nominal.
Continuing system sweep.
Stellar mass readings, normal.
No planetary communications outside of previous scanning.
All systems nominal.
Continuing...
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Captain Davion leaned back in her command chair, looking at her Bosun.
”They're only a few minutes out,” her Bosun, Gunnery Sergeant John Iktikik Verun said.
”This better be worth breaking our testing,” Davion said. ”Or this will be the last command I hold.”
”It hasn't changed its scanning pattern and the Hellcore is still on standby,” Lieutenant Cordell said.
”Let's hope it works.”
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SFC Lavent had always had that sixth sense. It had carried him through all kinds of situations. He paid attention to it, always listening to those senses that warned him when there was no possible way that he would have had that split second warning that he was about to be dropped in the shit.
He felt it now.
”Abort,” he said, braking. ”316, tell them to warm up the string-drive. We're on our...”
The feeling got more intense.
”316, have them mat-trans us back, now!” Lavent ordered.
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”Ma'am, signal from Lavent, he says go to battle stations and request immediate mat-trans retrieval. He's warning us to fire up the string-drive,” Lieutenant Astler said, looking up.
Captain Davion knew of Lavent's reputation. Knew that he had a preternatural sense of ambushes and things going wrong.
”Go to battle-stations, all ships. Order Mat-Trans to get them out of there. Navigation, get us out of here, string-drive!” Davion said, sitting up.
The lights flashed, going red. Across all four ships crews moved with a purpose, getting to the battle station, putting on their armored vac-suits.
Captain Davion watched as each ship went to full battle ready.
”Tell me we've got them,” Davion asked her Bosun.
The Bosun looked at her panel. ”We've got them.”
”Lavent better have...” Captain Davion snarled. ”Get him up here to...”
”STATUS CHANGE!” Lieutenant M'kul barked out. ”Six, twelve, MANY MANY INCOMING HELLJUMPS! ONSCREEN! MORE INCOMING! MANY MANY SOURCES!”
Davion looked over at the main display.
Dozens, hundreds of Helljump points were coming across the system.
”Talk to me, Guns,” Davion snapped out.
”Two hundred Harvester Class signatures!” Lieutenant M'kul barked. ”STATUS CHANGE! More incoming!”
”Get us out of here! Now!” Captain Davion yelled out, coming to her feet.
All four ships vanished into nothingness without even a sparkle.
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The Shadow Which Ends All surveyed the other Harvesters and their minions as it exited the Hellspace rip. It noted that they had exited the hyperatomic plane without letting loose with their normal shrieking battlecry.
It gave the orders.
Do not destroy the life forms. Seize the high orbitals. Begin the preparations.
The Balors would need Shrieking Arrays.
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CONFEDMILINT
They're back.
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