Death Runner rolled his wheelchair to the bridge with haste. When he got there, half the bridge crew were frantically running around with no apparent destination, while the other half had too much work to do and couldn't keep up. The captain went to the middle overlook where he could see everything around him clearly.
"ALL OF YOU."
Everyone stopped and looked at him, while the trigger-happy fighters and bombers continued their assault.
"ANYONE WHO ISN'T AT THEIR RESPECTIVE POSTS IN TEN SECONDS WILL BE KILLED. AND IF YOU TRY TO LEAVE YOU WILL BE VAPORIZED."
Several guards stood at the entrances.
"Go."
The crew scurried back to their posts and began giving their captain the updates on the damages.
"Sir! We're down to 10% shield left!"
"Alright.. All turrets maintain fire on that bomber at 12 'o clock!"
Due to the lack of a fight previously, some of the order ships had gotten cocky and decided to just face the bridge head on. But when The Verminator had a clear shot at the bomber, it was gone within a second and the Sarissa tractored in the escape pod.
"Good shot. Now focus on a single bomber, drop them one by one."
Death Runner looked through the glass of the bridge and examined the Hathor standing by. He pressed the transmission beacon to activate.
"Hello, Order. I assume this is the child Rika and company?"
