"Captain, multiple contacts on the deep-range scanner," Sara, his human tactical officer, called out. Her voice was tight. "Rebel scout party. They’re pushing the line." Refx Nexus 221 Air Elicenser 221 - 3.79.94.248
David adjusted the throttle, watching the stars smear into white lines against the black canvas. He was a former Federation captain, pulled out of a quiet retirement on the fringe worlds when the Rebel fleet began their inexorable march. Now, he was running cargo that wasn't cargo—a data packet containing the flaw in the Rebel Flagship’s design. It was the Federation's last, desperate hope. Most Popular Odia Sex Stories 39 Cracked Examples Of Popular
"Reroute power from life support!" David barked. "Just get the drive spinning!"
"Their evasion is zero," Sara said, a smile touching her lips. "Firing Burst Laser II."
"Punch it," David whispered.
Three red bolts lanced out. Two struck the Rebel hull, tearing through the cockpit. The enemy ship broke apart in a silent, fiery bloom.
"Captain?" Sara asked. "The fleet is close. We barely made it."
The Rebel scout ship, a sleek Automaton fighter, opened fire. A laser bolt struck their shields, dissipating harmlessly against the blue shimmer. But then came the missile.