Quinn wrote:
Quinn flicked a switch on the comm board, linking him to the ship's speakers. "Marines, lock yourselves in, asshole wants to dogfight."
Dirk had been sipping his coffee as the ship moved and the gravity shifted around him. The evasive maneuvers were known to every Marine in the chow hall b y these small indicators. Hearing Quinn's orders Dirk thought about what the best course of action was. They could strap themselves into the squad bay, but if the ship were holed by the enemy ship's weapons they could b e trapped or worse. He would have to hope that the snakefighter was maneuverable enough to evade fire.
"You heard the man people. Squadleaders, get your people to their drop seats and strap in. Make sure you are all ready for action. This ship to ship crap won't last for long. After that We'll be moving in and securing the enemy ship. Move out, on the double." Dirk said as he dumped his coffee.
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Walking over to Oksana and her husband as she spoke to Sam. "You and your husband get yourselves strapped in with us in the ready room. It's one of the most secure places on the ship. Once Quinn gives the order to go we'll figure out a place for you two." Dirk said quickly, but softer than he spoke to the Marines. "
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"We're on our way sir. Just give the word and we're ready for a fight."
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