“Captain!” Liselotte cried from the Liberty. “We’ve identified a modified transport up here functioning as a light carrier! I don’t think we’ll be able to stop it, and it’s positioning itself for an orbital barrage!”
“Jha, my good man, I do believe this would be a splendid time for you to demonstrate your maneuvering excellence. Make haste, if you please!”
“You’ve got it, Cap!” he cried, launching our little MGT ahead.
“Captain!” Liselotte called. “You have incoming!”
Huge brilliant spheres lit the sky above us, marking the barrage from the orbiting carrier. Hunter spun on them, firing his massive cannon into the air but it was of little avail. His particle beams did little to halt the barrage. Of course, by then it had become clear that we were not the intended targets of the orbital
