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The fleet halted far enough from Skalos to allow them access the situation. Suspended in space, cutting them off from their final goal, were thousands of Matgar fighters. With the probability of more to come, it was imperative to attack fast and with precision. “Now what?” O’Donnell's dejected voice crackled through the intercom. “We’ve no choice,” Forbes responded. “We go in head on.” “Oh, great!” Barnes said, his voice sounding as dejected as O'Donnells. “The charge of the bloody Light Brigade!” Forbes understood their concern. With a depleted fleet made up of damaged ships, their chances of survival were slim. “Unless you have a better idea?” He asked. “Write our wills,” O’Donnell proposed. “Other than that!” “I'm saying nothing,” the Captain's voice sounded. “Oh, good!” The Reverend's voice followed. “No one listens to me,” Bulldozer's voice crackled. “I do,” …show more content…

“Now, they’re all at it!” “Set course for the city,” Forbes called out. In tandem, they turned, each bucking and veering as they tried to avoid the deadly shots. “How far is it?” Gibson cried. “If this keeps up, there'll be none of us left to destroy a tin can.” “It should be close,” Forbes replied. “There!” Woods cried out. “Where?” Forbes cried back. “Over there!” “And, where in hell is ‘Over there’?” Forbes cried out again. “Below that mountain, the big one with the castle on top.” “Castle? What do you mean cas...?” Then, he saw it. But, it wasn’t a castle, it was the Proctor’s private residence and below it sat Darkos, its buildings gleaming in the sun's brilliant light. “Okay, here we go, blow it...” “We may have a problem,” IQ cut in. “Wow, you’re quick,” O’Donnell quipped, sarcastically. “No, I mean we may have another problem.” “Well, it can’t be any worse than the one we’ve got,” Barnes said. “Oh, yes it can,” IQ responded. “Six more Matgar squadrons have arrived, with two thousand fighters in

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