The commando is already reaching for the remotes: checking, arming, then pressing a button.
The closest of the dreadnoughts, a half mile away, shudders, shakes, then snaps in two, flames and shrapnel erupting in a half second of destruction. Tanya almost snarls, flipping the second arming switch and pressing the red button, making the next ship join the first in oblivion, the special charges cutting metal like a hot knife cuts butter, igniting fuel and detonating stores of ammunition.
She makes a pause. Deliberate, so the crews and captains of the other two ships can see the fiery destruction and realize they are next.
Flip arming switch. Green light. Red Button. Fiery destruction. One to go.
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Date: 2009-10-21 05:57 am (UTC)The closest of the dreadnoughts, a half mile away, shudders, shakes, then snaps in two, flames and shrapnel erupting in a half second of destruction. Tanya almost snarls, flipping the second arming switch and pressing the red button, making the next ship join the first in oblivion, the special charges cutting metal like a hot knife cuts butter, igniting fuel and detonating stores of ammunition.
She makes a pause. Deliberate, so the crews and captains of the other two ships can see the fiery destruction and realize they are next.
Flip arming switch. Green light. Red Button. Fiery destruction. One to go.