Chpt4 Tolls and WingsThe Engines were funny looking. It was the first thought that popped in the Admiral's mind as he studied them. He had never seen such lopsided, thinly scaled pieces of hull platting in his life. Outside of completely tearing out his entire Telsa-Crier Engine, the new engineers had added unto it, taking an additional four decks, which would have included the SPEAR Groups' 5 and 4's Armory and Barracks. Most of the time the new Engineering Crew were swarming around the inside, and outside of his ship with exposed wires, becoming giddy with excitement when something sparked, caught fire or at one pointChpt4 Tolls and Wings
Chpt3 Group 2The Admiral's Office was adjacent to the Bridge. Iris Dai had no trouble finding it, having been here several times at the heels of his Commander, Captain George Folorn, but this time around, he was by himself. He knocked on the hatch before told to enter, and when he did so, he saluted briskly to an empty desk, the Admiral and another man, an Infantry Officer, a Second Lieutenant, but Dai couldn't be rightly sure until the Admiral returned the salute. “Sir, Sergeant Dai, reporting as ordered,” “Yes, at ease Dai, this is Second Lieutenant Phil Marcus, Marcus, this is the man I was sChpt3 Group 2
Chpt2 The Price of ArroganceAdmiral William had reached the bridge when they arrived with Reinforcements. “What sort of Engine designs are on those things?” he asked the Ensign at the reporting console, “I don't know Admiral, but their closing, and fast,” The man frowned in thought. They had been away from Earth for nearly two years. They spent nearly eight months clawing through space, engaging Fleet after Fleet of the enemy. When they reached Mars, they slugged it out for six months on the ground, from polar cap to polar cap, always getting tid bits from home that the fighting would be over weChpt2 The Price of Arrogance
Chpt1 The Spiraling Victory202 After the Burn. The Conclave Battle Ship Miracle II drifts sleepily through the stars between Earth and Mars. Around the massive, mile long ship, other Battleships, Cruisers and Carriers, as well as hundreds of Destroyers and innumerable service craft fly in unison back to their home world. Damaged, with arch wielding lights flickering in the endless black for any onlookers of other ships, the Miracle II and its fleet returned to Earth Victorious. The Martian threat from the Old World Survivors had been dealt a death blow, and with that, the besieged forces on Earth would no longer have aid inChpt1 The Spiraling Victory
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