Mortal Protection Services Chapter 33: IX.IFUD: It's Fair Use, Disney

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IX.IFUD: It's Fair Use, Disney Ingamar Aboard the Amish Papacies "We gotta get to opposite sides of the planetoid to deploy our surprise." Luke shouted into the captians' party line. "Oh fuck, ohhhh shit! This is way scarier than the simulator, Leia." "Shut the fuck up and focus, Luke. We got this!" "Ohh, nice! Appropriate swearing," Jimmi said. "Prouda you kids." "Not the time, Jimmi!" Sometimes, rarely, Dilt and I are on the same page. "I'm gonna get more ships through, asap." Luke and Leia split up on their exit from the portal, and each found a squadron of escort fighters quickly joined their wings. Jimmi wasn't going to just let them fly their insane, unauthorized mission alone, especially not after they had so directly asked for help. After lancing my sister's ship I had us turn to face the behemoth Scourge mass below. The ice cracking off the surface of the planetoid was being flung into space in building-sized chunks. It became apparent just how much mass the scourge had hidden a few kilometers below the ice when thousands of elephant sized flesh masses were fired from the surface along with all the ice as it broke free. Scourge tadpoles, their version of fighters: agile, quick in real space, and capable of pretty high g maneuvers utilizing the exact same artificial gravity techniques we use in our fighters, but biological in nature. They are a decent match for our fighters; not one on one, but because they out number us so badly. Also they are aiming to ram, and we're just aiming to blast, this sort of lopsided objectives makes the battle space absolutely chaotic. They get deleted the same as anything else with these building priced rounds though, and Jimmi's got a bunch of her fighters equipped with them too. I listened to all the combat chatter, waiting to make my next call. "Two on your six, Goose, I got your back!" "Nice Shootin' Rex..." "Port side main guns reloading! Charlie, Andy, Tiff, cover their firing arc!" "There's too many of them, sir." A gunner reported, not panicked, just stating a fact. "Shields punctured! Three impacts, sir, port side." Lt. Commander Berlin had just returned to the bridge and replaced her relief man, "Ablative plate auto-ejection successful, breakthrough masses eliminated by pdcs." "Good!" I said, still waiting for my well trained crew to need another instruction from me. The portion of my crowded viewscreen showing the SAMWISE portal showed it collapse. Hmm... The kids must have rigged it for a rapid opening somehow, which lead to a rapid closing. It's supposed to stay open for hours at a time. A quick peek at the Captain's channel showed Dilt's nano-fissure he was using to keep a comms line open to us had also closed. That was typical of a closing portal. Ten minutes to reconnect most likely. As the portal closed, the scourge below seemed to have noticed the odd, white ships Luke and Leia were flying. Fair enough being distracted by the portal, it distracted me too. But now that it was gone, our sensors couldn't stop noticing those two fighters either. For such small craft, they glowed like capital ships. They had one hell of an energy source for whatever the hell their surprise was. Sure was attracting a hell of a lot of attention. Time to act. "Jimmi, you cover Leia with your ship's deck guns, I'll support Luke. The Scourge is onto them." We broke in two directions with our respective ships. More impacts on the hull were dealt with by instantly, explosively ejecting the surface plate where the flesh hit and then deleting the entire thing with the closest PDCs. A new plate would push up into position when the ship moved in real space in such a way that it just slid into place. Every time we'd take a spin, or twist, the next ones would snap into position. About 70% of our total mass was just ablative plates. They were all ever so slightly radioactive. Harmless to humans with our modern medicines, but very attractive to the scourge masses. It does a decent job of keeping them off th