Turn 6: Zero Gravity (Navy)
Posted: Mon May 11, 2020 2:58 am
“Don’t forget your rifles,” said Seaman Stark, gently tossing one forward to Fernandez in the zero gravity. “Courtesy of the Devil Dawgs. It’s not like it’ll weigh us down,” he said as he strapped his own rifle onto his back.
The six volunteers stepped off of the dropship, slow and inefficient in their space suits. Their arms seemed to have no weight as they walked along the hull of the massive space station. They could hear nothing except their own breathing and the voices of the others in their radios. The nebula above was utterly amazing and they had to pull their eyes downward to focus on the mission.
“Wow, that’s a hell of a thing!” exclaimed Seaman Stark.
The ground seemed to vibrate under their feet as they felt but did not hear the impact of the breaching explosions happening in the station beneath them. Everything seemed surreal, at least to the four humans among them. Not a sound to be heard and eternity in all directions.
“Forty-five yards to go,” said the synthetic, Preacher.
The six volunteers stepped off of the dropship, slow and inefficient in their space suits. Their arms seemed to have no weight as they walked along the hull of the massive space station. They could hear nothing except their own breathing and the voices of the others in their radios. The nebula above was utterly amazing and they had to pull their eyes downward to focus on the mission.
“Wow, that’s a hell of a thing!” exclaimed Seaman Stark.
The ground seemed to vibrate under their feet as they felt but did not hear the impact of the breaching explosions happening in the station beneath them. Everything seemed surreal, at least to the four humans among them. Not a sound to be heard and eternity in all directions.
“Forty-five yards to go,” said the synthetic, Preacher.