“Here we go,” said Marcus,”Prepare to cut thrust on my mark.”
Novak opened her comm to Engineering, “Get ready Chief, we’re coming up on the target now.”
“We’re ready, Captain” came the reassuring reply.
“Cut thrust in, three… two… one…” said Marcus, his focus on his screen.
“All stop” said Gallagher, as Novak felt herself pushed forward into her straps.
The enemy ship filled the screen completely now, it hadn’t moved or reacted to their approach at all.
“Missiles away” said Marcus, the excitement clear in his voice. Pressing two controls on his console he unleashed the missiles. Two almost simultaneous thumps confirming their release.
“Starting the drive now, Captain” said Fischer, instantly disconnecting the call to focus on his work.
On screen, the two missiles streaked into view, rocketing toward their target. The drive coming online altered the enemy ship as expected, its engines flaring to life as it pulled hard to port. Too late, too late, thought Novak, watching as the missile found their target.