fighters began scrambling to alert. I started back down to the access tube. My radio lit up as several units at once tried to reach me for emergency repairs.
I crawled into the engineering section and was removing my suit when Minerva chimed in. “Athena, where are you?”
“I’m here Min, what’s up? I bet you are calling about that fleet I saw jump in.” I know my sister well, though anyone could have guessed that one.
“Yes, I need a Navy representative and you are all I’ve got. Captain Gorshin is out on a training flight with the James Cook and Captain Wang is still aboard the Paney. Can you hurry and get up here to the command deck please?”
“I’m halfway there, on my way!” I tossed my helmet to the surprised engineering tech and rushed out of the bay.
With double the regular security on board the Station the hallways were starting to get crowded. I dodged people left and right as I practically ran down the passageways. Very few tried to stop me, I was a well known fixture around here. A short, (cute) blond in a very dirty navy jumpsuit carrying a tool box. Arriving at the command deck I found one on the engineering chief’s waiting with one of my uniforms all pressed and ready.
“Thank you Chief. You think of everything.” I really meant it. The formerly retired Chief was a blessing in disguise.
“Just making sure you don’t embarrass us ma’am.” He replied. He saluted and returned to engineering.
I ducked into the ready room and switched uniforms. A quick scrub with the damp towel the chief provided and I was ready to go. I walked onto the bridge, my uniform catching the eye. My sister looked surprised that I was able to change and get here on time.
Looking at the big screen I could see the fleet that had arrived. “What is their IFF saying?”
My sister waved at one of her officers who answered. “IFF says that they are Imperial ships. Two Carriers the EOM ships Ausonia and the Roon. One battle cruiser, the Ajax, three frigate’s and five destroyers. Wait…We are getting a message.”
“Put it on screen!”
“This is Commodore Vakulinchuk commander of Task Force 25 to Legation Station and all ships. This system has been declared in rebellion by the Imperial Senate and is now ordered to stand down all Military operations. I am declaring Martial law and halting all traffic in this system. Per orders from the Colonial office the Planetary Governor and all Militia commanders are to consider themselves under arrest.”
“Ma’am, there is a small fleet of inbound shuttles headed straight at us. They read as Marine assault shuttles. We have about 20 minutes until their arrival.” The communications officer looked up at Minerva.
“Contact the planet. Relay that broadcast to my father Colonel Lee. Everyone else, sound Battle stations. I want all fighters launched, including Ghost squadron.” She turned to look at me. “Athena, any way we can talk to these people?”
I took a deep breath. “I don’t think so. This Commodore looks like he intends to follow his orders to the T.”
“What chance do we have against those ships?” She asked.
I walked over to the holographic command console. I pulled up the stats on the ships. “Hmm, those two carriers are really old. Both were built on Planet Hamburg over 40 years ago. According to this database, both were built on former civilian space liner designs. That means that the armor on the sides and bottom is weaker than the top portions. Both of them only carry half squadrons, so the most they can put up is two full squadrons of fighters. From an engineering perspective I don’t think they have the new fighters on board. They require an upgraded fusion generator and special maintenance bays. Those two ships don’t have those.”
“What about the Ajax? What can you tell me about it?”
“Min it is really nasty. Two main turrets, laser cannons,