The Hunter, part 29
The combined fleets of the Known Worlds transited from slipstream before the dreaded Magog World-Ship. Immediately, swarm ships began to advance on the coalition forces, only to be beaten back by overwhelming fire. The World Ship slowly rotated, bringing its point singularity projector into position.
The coalition ship's scattered, but with limited space to manoeuvre in, some of them failed: a Than warship was struck amidships, and broke in two, spewing fire and debris into space. Sabra/Jaguar fighters dived in, trying to disable the projector at its base. Rommie saw the Stalking Angle explode as it moved to assist the smaller ships, and paid the price for getting in the sights of the Magog's super-weapon.
Dylan survived the carnage and quickly made a decision, "First wave, prepare to launch Nova Bomb barrage. Alert all ship's to be ready to make slip-jump at a moment notice." Rommie looked at the communications panel, "All ships report ready and awaiting your command." Dylan smiled, "Bring it!"
Over 10-ship's fire their first salvo of Nova Bombs at the World-Ship. The missiles speed towards the central star at high-speed, but the Magog where able to stop almost half of them, but the other 20 Nova Bombs struck-home home with deadly accuracy.
The star exploded in a blinding flash of light. Dylan gritted his teeth, "Second wave, Fire!" Another 10-ship's fired their missiles, sending them at the various planets that made up the World-Ship's super-structure.
Planets bigger than Earth where shattered as the missiles hit home, but still the World-Ship remained intact. Deep within the heart of the World- Ship, the Spirit of the Abyss roared in pain as it tried to contain the raw- power of the Nova Bombs within its own physical form. Jets of flame thousands of kilometres long shot-out of the main-planet, some of them hitting ships in the coalition fleet, destroying them instantly.
In her quarters on the Andromeda, Trance concentrated hard on countering the Spirit of the Abyss: every time it tried to direct the power of the Nova Bombs back at the coalition ships, she stoped it. Sweet ran from her brow in rivers. She knew she couldn't keep it up forever, but she had to keep her opponent busy until Dylan had destroyed the World-Ship once and for all. She smiled slightly: maybe if there had been someone like Dylan Hunt back in M81, the Magog could have been stoped there, or in one of the other Galaxy's they had ravaged.
Dylan looked at what remained of his fleet: Magog swarm-ships had managed to get through the defences, and where attaching themselves to various ships. He watched as the Sabra/Jaguar flagship exploded in a fiery bloom as a Magog ship rammed its main engines: if the fight didn't end soon, the fleet would be lost. He gripped his controls tight, "All ships, fire remaining Nova Bombs on my mark: NOW!"
TBC
The combined fleets of the Known Worlds transited from slipstream before the dreaded Magog World-Ship. Immediately, swarm ships began to advance on the coalition forces, only to be beaten back by overwhelming fire. The World Ship slowly rotated, bringing its point singularity projector into position.
The coalition ship's scattered, but with limited space to manoeuvre in, some of them failed: a Than warship was struck amidships, and broke in two, spewing fire and debris into space. Sabra/Jaguar fighters dived in, trying to disable the projector at its base. Rommie saw the Stalking Angle explode as it moved to assist the smaller ships, and paid the price for getting in the sights of the Magog's super-weapon.
Dylan survived the carnage and quickly made a decision, "First wave, prepare to launch Nova Bomb barrage. Alert all ship's to be ready to make slip-jump at a moment notice." Rommie looked at the communications panel, "All ships report ready and awaiting your command." Dylan smiled, "Bring it!"
Over 10-ship's fire their first salvo of Nova Bombs at the World-Ship. The missiles speed towards the central star at high-speed, but the Magog where able to stop almost half of them, but the other 20 Nova Bombs struck-home home with deadly accuracy.
The star exploded in a blinding flash of light. Dylan gritted his teeth, "Second wave, Fire!" Another 10-ship's fired their missiles, sending them at the various planets that made up the World-Ship's super-structure.
Planets bigger than Earth where shattered as the missiles hit home, but still the World-Ship remained intact. Deep within the heart of the World- Ship, the Spirit of the Abyss roared in pain as it tried to contain the raw- power of the Nova Bombs within its own physical form. Jets of flame thousands of kilometres long shot-out of the main-planet, some of them hitting ships in the coalition fleet, destroying them instantly.
In her quarters on the Andromeda, Trance concentrated hard on countering the Spirit of the Abyss: every time it tried to direct the power of the Nova Bombs back at the coalition ships, she stoped it. Sweet ran from her brow in rivers. She knew she couldn't keep it up forever, but she had to keep her opponent busy until Dylan had destroyed the World-Ship once and for all. She smiled slightly: maybe if there had been someone like Dylan Hunt back in M81, the Magog could have been stoped there, or in one of the other Galaxy's they had ravaged.
Dylan looked at what remained of his fleet: Magog swarm-ships had managed to get through the defences, and where attaching themselves to various ships. He watched as the Sabra/Jaguar flagship exploded in a fiery bloom as a Magog ship rammed its main engines: if the fight didn't end soon, the fleet would be lost. He gripped his controls tight, "All ships, fire remaining Nova Bombs on my mark: NOW!"
TBC