CHAPTER 332876 Terran Expedition: Australia
The security hub was full, all the stations, standing room only, screens around the center showed the ongoing attack outside the ship. Brock went through straight to Constantine's office and knocked.
The hatch opened. Constantine was standing in front of the opening, back to the hatch, much as he usually was when Brock visited the office. A holographic map of Cyeechie, orbits of the satellites and attacking ships highlighted, filled the holographic screens in front of him. Brock stepped inside.
“Marsden,” Constantine said, without turning. “You're just in time to watch the show.”
Brock moved closer. On the diagram dots emerged from the Australia and streaked off toward the moon. Ghost trails showed interception points with the Nosferan ships.
