"Shields up! Full thrusters!" the captain of the Space Battleship Beta.
A crew member manning a radar exclaimed, "Sir! The projectiles are coming in
fast!
Impact estimated to be in 5… 4…"
"Brace for impact, all weapons fire!" the captain replied.
Hundreds of missiles and their two beam cannons were fired just as they were
about to be hit by the enemies' missiles.
An enormous explosion appeared in front of the captain's view. He was
awestruck by the power of the few missiles fired by their enemy.
"Damage report?" he said as if in a trance.
"Our whole front end has been destroyed, sir! Sealing off damaged areas!"
"Weapon status?" the captain asked seeming to regain control of himself.
"27 missile ports and one beam cannon at half energy!" came from one of the
weapon status crew members.
The captain was deeply disturbed by this. He thought back to when he was with
his family, laughing and watching his children play in the grass. Then he thought of the
fear in their eyes as they saw in the news the approaching threat. An unknown battleship
attacked without warning. They sent a message that commanded that we gave them their
resources, or they would kill all of the beings on the planet.
"Direct hit to the enemy ship! Severe damage to port side!" came from the radar
crew member.
"Continue firing all weapons; send the data we've collected on the ship to HQ!"
the captain ordered. "Let's hope we can get out of this alive," he said under his breath.