Onboard the battle cruiser, the Omegan commander and his officers, were, like every other living member of the crew, floating helplessly out of their seats.
“Report! Report!” the young warrior demanded.
The second in command was the only one unafraid to speak. “They have destroyed our secondary internal generator. Gravity has been lost. That generator is also responsible for the running shield. If they hit us in the right spot, they could-“
As Gina matched rotation and spin with the out of control Omegan cruiser, Sarah lined up her targeting carefully. “Remember,” Jack had told her during the planning, “if you hit it wrong, it could cause a feedback wave and blow up the damned ship. And seeing as how we’d kinda like to gather some supplies, that’d be bad.”
“Don’t blow up the ship,” she absently reminded herself. Finally, satisfied that she wasn’t going to have a better look at it, she activated cannon one and blew a hole through a small area at the front of the Omegan ship.
The second in command never finished his thought. Every airlock and seal in the ship failed at the same time, opening the Omegan battlecruiser to the void. Hundreds of bodies were sucked out into the vacuum of space, flailing helplessly and trying to hold on.
It was futile. There was no atmosphere to breathe, no floor to stand upon. There was only the final thought of seeing their ancestors in the halls of Erestia.
“Holy shit,” Kate said, her sensors showing a flood of bodies pouring from the enemy ship. “We did it. We really did it.”
Jack shrugged. “See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
No one could tell if he was actually serious.
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