quickly ran the calculations.
Given the fact that the alien destroyer might simply move away and that we would possibly be detected Shepard placed our chances of success at 31%. I looked around at my crew and they each nodded in approval. I flipped directions and accelerated back to the dead enemy fighter.
When we arrived a utility robot was hard at work attempting to revive its transport. A quick pulse from the gravity gun sent it hurdling off into space. I adjusted the gravity beam to the numbers Shepard provided and we began to slowly push the alien craft.
Once the alien fighter was securely set in the circular field I pushed the throttle to full for five seconds. The BHD was then shut down and the active skin maximized. It would be a five minute ride to the destroyer under the cover of the dead alien fighter.
We continued our watch of the battle stats as we drifted closer to our target. We had lost another 20 Defenders, but had taken out a respectable 97 alien fighters. There was no word yet on the success of a Driller making entry into any of the large alien craft.
Shepard kept a running ratio calculation showing the number of alien fighters killed to the number of Defenders. The initial results showed the aliens having more than 4,500 fighters remaining when our Defenders would have all been annihilated. It was a number that Earth's ground defenses would not be able to counter.
As we drifted we were soon within range of the destroyer's gravity weapon. Tension grew as we passed the threshold where our shields would not withstand a direct hit. Three minutes turned to two and then to one.
Raven waited patiently with our own gravity shield. If the alien destroyer slowed the fighter with a wide beam Raven would in turn use our shield to slow us by pushing against the dead fighter. The tension and anxiety continued to grow with each kilometer as we moved.
At 200 kilometers the destroyer began to brake the dead fighter as anticipated. Raven modulated our shield to keep us within ten meters of our cover. As we continued to slow we passed within five kilometers. A flurry of utility robots then emerged from the destroyer moving towards our position.
At one kilometer Raven nixed our gravity wave. As the dead fighter continued to slow the active skin allowed us to pass through it and continue to drift towards our target. As the last of the alien utility robots passed our position it stopped and turned its antenna group towards us.
The robot moved quickly to our position and spun on its axis as if looking for something. I awaited the death blow from the destroyer, but it never came. We drifted through the dull gray metal hull of the destroyer and into a brightly lit saltwater filled chamber teaming with squids.
I gave Randy the go-ahead and he immediately set loose 16 Drillers from our arsenal. The BHDs of the Drillers turned the saltwater into steam as they sped away towards the bulkheads. I sent a gravity pulse towards the outer wall puncturing a small whole.
Water from the chamber began to spew into space and crystallize as it froze. The squids within the chamber swam wildly towards the bulkheads only to be killed when explosions from the Drillers took out the ship’s systems.
I flipped our ship around aiming our BHD back towards where we had come from while Randy opened fire with the coil guns. Each pellet from the coil guns turned the water to steam as it shot outward from our GAF.
For a moment I reveled in the thought that today was the day that the enemy finally took casualties. Today was the day that they felt pain. I sent pulse after pulse back through the water towards the bulkheads each time opening up a gaping hole.
As the bulkheads collapsed the great ship began to moan. The water temperature surrounding us began to rise rapidly. I took it as a sign that it was time to go. I pushed the throttle to full and we instantly exited the alien destroyer.
Raven directed our shield towards the back of our ship as
Given the fact that the alien destroyer might simply move away and that we would possibly be detected Shepard placed our chances of success at 31%. I looked around at my crew and they each nodded in approval. I flipped directions and accelerated back to the dead enemy fighter.
When we arrived a utility robot was hard at work attempting to revive its transport. A quick pulse from the gravity gun sent it hurdling off into space. I adjusted the gravity beam to the numbers Shepard provided and we began to slowly push the alien craft.
Once the alien fighter was securely set in the circular field I pushed the throttle to full for five seconds. The BHD was then shut down and the active skin maximized. It would be a five minute ride to the destroyer under the cover of the dead alien fighter.
We continued our watch of the battle stats as we drifted closer to our target. We had lost another 20 Defenders, but had taken out a respectable 97 alien fighters. There was no word yet on the success of a Driller making entry into any of the large alien craft.
Shepard kept a running ratio calculation showing the number of alien fighters killed to the number of Defenders. The initial results showed the aliens having more than 4,500 fighters remaining when our Defenders would have all been annihilated. It was a number that Earth's ground defenses would not be able to counter.
As we drifted we were soon within range of the destroyer's gravity weapon. Tension grew as we passed the threshold where our shields would not withstand a direct hit. Three minutes turned to two and then to one.
Raven waited patiently with our own gravity shield. If the alien destroyer slowed the fighter with a wide beam Raven would in turn use our shield to slow us by pushing against the dead fighter. The tension and anxiety continued to grow with each kilometer as we moved.
At 200 kilometers the destroyer began to brake the dead fighter as anticipated. Raven modulated our shield to keep us within ten meters of our cover. As we continued to slow we passed within five kilometers. A flurry of utility robots then emerged from the destroyer moving towards our position.
At one kilometer Raven nixed our gravity wave. As the dead fighter continued to slow the active skin allowed us to pass through it and continue to drift towards our target. As the last of the alien utility robots passed our position it stopped and turned its antenna group towards us.
The robot moved quickly to our position and spun on its axis as if looking for something. I awaited the death blow from the destroyer, but it never came. We drifted through the dull gray metal hull of the destroyer and into a brightly lit saltwater filled chamber teaming with squids.
I gave Randy the go-ahead and he immediately set loose 16 Drillers from our arsenal. The BHDs of the Drillers turned the saltwater into steam as they sped away towards the bulkheads. I sent a gravity pulse towards the outer wall puncturing a small whole.
Water from the chamber began to spew into space and crystallize as it froze. The squids within the chamber swam wildly towards the bulkheads only to be killed when explosions from the Drillers took out the ship’s systems.
I flipped our ship around aiming our BHD back towards where we had come from while Randy opened fire with the coil guns. Each pellet from the coil guns turned the water to steam as it shot outward from our GAF.
For a moment I reveled in the thought that today was the day that the enemy finally took casualties. Today was the day that they felt pain. I sent pulse after pulse back through the water towards the bulkheads each time opening up a gaping hole.
As the bulkheads collapsed the great ship began to moan. The water temperature surrounding us began to rise rapidly. I took it as a sign that it was time to go. I pushed the throttle to full and we instantly exited the alien destroyer.
Raven directed our shield towards the back of our ship as
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