Search & Rescue, Pt 3
As Freya and Lucifer tore apart the second Drogar squadron, the first flanked them widely on both sides. They watched as the two of them ripped through their forces with relative ease, and without taking much damage at all in exchange.
A sense of fear swept through a few pilots, heightened by the fact that their sensor sweeps revealed precious little data. Certainly nothing that they could exploit for an advantage.
All the data revealed was that they were faster, tougher, nimbler, and deadlier than their own ships. And on realizing that they wouldn’t be getting more intelligence, their bladechief could only harrumph in annoyance.
He slammed a fist on his controls, irritated by the two ships’ impenetrability.
“Fine,” he growled. “Time to launch our counter. If we can’t scan them, then we capture them. Switch to discharge beams. Yunsza squadron, launch assault. Weapons free.”