Battle at the Captain's House

"Are you scared?" said Boris to Kamal's two children.

There was no answer from either of them. After all, Boris saw the fear on their faces. The Batak blood man smirked, he grabbed a PSG and handed it to Kamal's son. "I guess you can use this, can't you?"

The boy named Luka, 15 years old, hesitated for a moment. From the weapon, his gaze shifted to Boris's face. Then he glanced at his sister—Miska, 10 years old, before finally accepting the weapon that Boris proffered.

"I've seen someone use it…"

Boris chuckled and gave Luka a thumbs up. "Keep that spirit!" he turned to Miska. "Your father is waiting on the plane. And…, not a lifeless body of—" Boris' index finger pointed to Miska and Luka in turn.

The spacecraft with the white number 45 on both sides dived sharply. The two large rifles above the stern door kept firing to stop those who were pursuing them. Of the dozens of pursuers, only a few remained, and more dominated by robots.

In the infirmary room, Kamal kept praying. Even though he is not from among the pious, at least, he continues to hope—if there is a God. Hoping that the plane he was flying on would be fine, especially for the safety of his wife and two children.

In the logistics control room. Indra and Jennie didn't even take their eyes off the big monitor in front of each other. Supervision on their later life support items. Their other three female companions sat quietly in chairs against the wall, strapped to their seat belts.

The second engine room is on the top rear side. Fraya struggles to deal with pending work, along with other technicians. The same thing happened in the main engine room, under the fuselage. Thunder and his companions survived the sharp dive off the fuselage. Holding on to the dangling chains, some clinging to the net of thick ropes. Meanwhile, work tools in several toolboxes, cables, and pieces of pipe were scattered.

"I hope you can be serious about this one, Hyker," Dharma said as one hand focused on the joystick on the arm of his chair, and the other hand fiddling with the screen in front of him.

Hyker chuckled. Even so, he never took his eyes off the FMGC monitor in front of him. He controlled the direction of the plane's speed with the W steering wheel gripped tightly in his hand

"If this were a game," Hyker smirked. "Still, I am taking it very seriously, Captain."

"Good!"

The two people in the cockpit were doing the same as the captain does. A man and a woman. Each controls every weapon on either side of the fuselage. Meanwhile, another woman was watching a large monitor, detecting if there was significant damage to the plane due to the Pangandaran Army attack.

The large plane was flying low. Ten seconds later, Hyker forced the plane to make a sharp turn so that the nose of the plane was now pointed at the pursuers. Simultaneously, Dharma activated the two cannons on the muzzle of the plane.

"Ryan…!" shouted Dharma as his hand moved to fire two cannons.

"Go-go-go!" Ryan shouted giving orders to his comrades.

Four chameleons sped toward the stern of the plane, whose doors swung open.

Hyker held back the plane, retreating slowly, to allow the four chameleons to enter the space at the stern of the plane.

"Captain…!" Hyker exclaimed. "I can't hold on any longer!"

"God damn it!" the captain's cursing was an order for Hyker to keep trying his best. "Keep shooting…!"

The other two comrades responded to the captain's orders with firing. The barrage of large-caliber bullets drastically changed the surrounding conditions.

"Oryza…!" shouted Dharma amid his busyness.

"Ninety-nine percent aircraft resistance, Captain!" replied the 26-year-old woman who was watching the impact of the damage on the plane through the monitor in front of her.

Shot after shot exacerbated the fear in Yuan Xi and Lucy, even more so in their children, Xian and Miska. As for Luka, even though he was afraid, he still had the courage. His instinct to protect his little sister took over his mind and body. One chameleon carrying three Pangandaran soldiers he managed to drop, crashed and was hit by another chameleon.

Boris grinned proudly at what Luka had done.

"Somebody…! Get ready at the stern door!" again Dharma's screams echoed, not only in the cockpit room but also throughout the room in the spacecraft. "Fraya, Guntur! Help them to enter the plane!"

"Aye, Captain!"

Their voices were heard over the intercom in the cockpit. Dharma smiled faintly, the unison answers of his two men added a little to his confidence.

"Destroy them all…!" he ordered in high spirits.

Meanwhile, Fraya who was in the upper engine room rushed down, towards the stern door. Likewise, with Guntur, he still took the time to instruct his colleagues to keep an eye on the more vulnerable parts of the machine.

"Watch out, everyone!" Guntur shouted at his fellow technicians. "Or it will all be for nothing!" and after that, he went to the stern of the plane.

Cinnong positioned her vehicle to the starboard side, giving Ryan more freedom to aim at the pursuers.

"Faster…!" Ryan said loudly, the rifle class weapon in his hand he continuously shot at the pursuers. "We only have a little time. Get on that ship quickly!"

The Chameleon driven by Naomi and Lucy had already entered the space at the stern of the spacecraft.

"Luka! Miska…!" Lucy screamed, calling out to her two children who were in the chameleon driven by Boris.

Boris had to struggle with a humanoid robot that managed to hang from the side of his vehicle.

The tension disappeared a little from Lucy's face when a shot from Naomi shattered the left side of the robot's head. The robot fell and crashed to the ground.

Boris accelerated his vehicle. He and Doctor Kamal's two children were the next in line to successfully enter the plane.

"Mama…!" Xian screamed as a robot managed to jump and stand on the chameleon's head in front of them. Yuan Xi hugged her daughter tightly.

Yuma shot the large PSG gun in his hand. However, the humanoid robot had already hit the front of the vehicle. With its iron fist, the robot smashed the chameleon's head. The robot unplugged some cables and components.

The short blue laser that Yuma shot, forced the robot's body to roll violently, and finally fell to the ground as Yuma's vehicle rolled over.

Xian screamed hysterically. Yuan Xi didn't let go of Xian's embrace even though they had to roll on the ground.

"Yuma...!" Cinnong turned her chameleon, then approached Yuma who was trying to free himself from the crush of his chameleon.

TO BE CONTINUED ...