Chapter 5

Angela arrived, blushing, an Ag male with her moving to his station, just as Emily settled into her command seat and began giving orders, using the monitor divided into eight squares, each with a code which she would press into her keyboard somehow transformed into Latinate letters and numbers and gave quick orders translated somehow to the various alien leaders.

“We should go,” Angela said, and I gave Emily a quick, distracting kiss from which she smiled before taking control of things again. Angela and I followed an Ag female, me enjoying the shifting of her child bearing hips and ass, who led us back to that chamber in which we had been probed where our space suits waited to be put on.

Once donned, we passed through the weird barrier and onto the platform in which the Brunhilda awaited. A small platform lifted us to the doorway which opened via my verbal command and closed behind us, the bridge quickly pressurizing. Removing our helmets, we took our seats. “Ready for battle?” I asked Angela.

“Yes Captain.”

A passage out opened at the back of the huge ship. “Take us out.”

“Yes Captain.”

Once we breached the Ag ship, I heard, “You okay Joe?”

“It was interesting,” I told Joan.

“Twenty minutes until encounter dead ahead,” I heard Thad say.

“Alpha Bravo Thirteen,” I heard a much more agreeable voice, that of Tex.

“You’re kidding,” I thought but didn’t voice. Instead I replied, “Roger that.”

The Alpha Bravo Thirteen strategy would have us essentially coupled with Andromeda until first encounter, paired shots at a leading vehicle, and then separating and crossing paths back and forth like two snakes on a caduceus.

Seeing the configuration of the enemy made sense of it. They flew in a v formation like a flock of geese, the head of the v one of the bigger, harder to destroy ships, with similar ones staggered down the middle, the v lines created by the smaller scout ships.

“How are the allies fairing?” I asked.

“Concentrate on what’s ahead,” I heard Tex say.

“Roger that,” I returned.

“But Emily’s in charge,” Tex reminded me.

“So, well then,” I chuckled.

“The ugly assholes haven’t got a chance.”

I checked our armament supply, finding it fully stocked. “Focus on the scout ships, Andromeda?” I asked.

“With passing shots at the fat ones,” Thad agreed. “Maybe do some damage before the Ag ship zaps them.”

“Conservation of missiles?”

“Just aim well.”

“We will,” both Angela and Joan stated. The earlier battle had shown them their vulnerability and the two shooters did aim well.

A schematic appeared on my monitor, that of what Thad called the fat ships. It highlighted an area at the front and one at the back. “You got that, Angela?” I asked.

“Yes Captain.”

“I’ll take the back side, Thad.”

“Fine with me,” Thad agreed. “Two missiles?”

“Sounds good.”

“Roger that,” said Angela.

I shifted my flight slightly away from Andromeda so I could angle in from the side. It made my first swoop obvious when we hopefully destroyed the lead ship.

“Hey Tex? Any way to talk directly with the Ag ship?” I asked.

“I think Emily can arrange it if she has time.”

“Let her know I want to talk to Cock?”

“Cock?”

“I’ll explain later,” I chuckled.

“I’ll try.”

“Thanks.”

A couple minutes later I heard, “Hello Joe.”

“Hey Cock, how’d you get the schematics of the enemy ship?”

“We probe before we destroy. As you know our probing ability is quite a bit more advanced than yours. Emily was able to find the vulnerability.”

“The probe also creates a version of an EMT,” Emily added.

“Sorry to distract.”

“No, I was curious why you wanted to talk to Cock. Could this probe envelope one of those battleships? You two talk.”

“Yes, but it would have to be sustained,” Cock answered. “And it wouldn’t affect the creatures at least for the time it took before they’re starved of air.”

“But it would stop their defenses,” I asked.

“They wouldn’t be able to fire on us.”

“I mean any shields.”

“Shields? Oh you mean those energy fields in your science fiction. I very much enjoy your earthlings’ imagination. Faster than light. Worm holes. Warp speed. Molecular transference. Very amusing. One of our allies has tried this shield, but it is rather cumbersome and complicated, essentially a wire mesh using molecular polarity and magnetism to conform into shape, effective in destroying missiles and absorbing energy charges, but vulnerable at the same time such that the attacks end up destroying the mesh. It’s better used as a net, like those fishing nets you earthlings use, enclosing smaller ship and rendering them useless with its own what you call EMT.”