Chapter 39-2

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“Battle Stations!” Admiral Vorn bellowed over the command channel. “Assume defensive formation Knight-Four.” As his fleet rapidly reacted, Vorn tried to take in the situation. They had emerged into a full blown battle. His orders had been a reflex reaction. With the fleet following his commands he had the chance to study the furious fighting. Immediately ahead was an Imperial fleet. The blockade. It was heavily engaged with… Vorn found himself momentarily at a loss. It wasn’t a fleet, that would indicate organisation. The only word which really fit was mob. A mob of ships were attacking the Imperial fleet, and were gradually grinding the defenders down. The mob consisted mostly of civilian ships with a smattering of Imperial warships. The attacks were disorganised but pure wei

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