Echo caught up with Talon and started firing at one of his chasers, taking out his left engine pod with a few well aimed shots Talon had 6 enemies still chasing him. One less or more didn’t matter that much. The remaining 4 fighters were turning to Echo. Luckily there were two heavies and only two light fighters. They couldn’t keep up with his speed.
“Red Wing of the Atlas, you are ordered to stand down and surrender. You are charged with high treason and are not worthy of flying for the Core.” A voice boomed in to the speakers.
“Lizardman, you …! “ said Echo. “Understood HF01, standing down” he came back with a lower tone. He flipped a switch and the laser comms grid was active between all three Hawks in the wing. “Care to explain, Red 2?”
Everything was dark and quiet. I was focusing on following Echo’s movements. His Hawk fighter was leading the wing flying recon near the mother-ship.
Nobody has seen something of that sheer size. It took position between the Sirius suns, but somehow it wasn’t dwarfed by the red giant. It looked like an enormous jet black spider which was spreading its web between some sort of energy pylons that were fed by what looked the gravitational pull of both stars. Around it were thousands of fighter class ships zooming around in a very clear pattern. They seemed to ignore the patrol for some reason, which was exactly the reason for this mission. Somebody up in Intel took a bet that paid off.
“Pylon scan complete” was heard from Lizardman. “Hope the boys in R&D know what to do with this. I sure have no clue on what I’m looking at”