Jess gritted his teeth against the pain as the Wanderer took a heavy barrage down its left flank, some of the shots overloading its shields and punching through to the ship’s hull.
All of the Wanderer’s shields were low enough to risk spot failures and another heavy barrage was about to strike. With a curse he threw the Wanderer into jump space, bringing it out again shortly after but well clear of the enemy fleet. The Wanderer needed at least a minute to rebuild its shields before they engaged again.
The Wanderer had been helping to shield and protect a frigate which had formed part of Dash’s rearguard. The minute the Wanderer needed was far more time than the frigate had now it was unprotected. Jess’s hands clenched as it disappeared in a blaze of light.
Only five of the rearguard
