As the Worm Frigate Restorer moved through hyperspace bound for the Watana
fleet. Dirt couldn't believe it.
"The Watana fleet, after all those years," said Dirt to his pilots as they approached the fleet.
It was an amazing sight, two hundred Wormnaughts, silently floating through space, a ghost fleet. The Worm Republic now had two hundred more warships; now all they needed were Worm Cruisers to tow the Wormnaughts, and the worms to man them. But something was wrong.
An Escort Carrier.
"No," the Restorer's captain gasped, "They beat us to it." The Escort Carriers apparently saw the approaching frigate for it began launching its complement of Termite Interceptor fighters, all five squadrons, sixty in all.
Worm Squadron was deployed and the battle begun. The Worms quickly took out half a dozen Termites, but their opponents were attacking in groups of six. Dirt turned his head to see one the W-Wings blow up into a ball of fire. Even worse, he was hit.
#%^*. Dirt did the best he could to shake the enemy, but they weren't about to give up. They chipped away at his shields until Worm Six came in and took out four of them. Dirt throttled down and took the rest.
"Thanks guys, I'm clear!" Dirt shouted with relief. He cocked his head up and saw them. Two more Escort Carriers, box-like craft, had arrived, each escorted by two Termite Avengers, an improved Interceptor which boasted shields, a hyperdrive, and even greater performance.
The carriers launched their fighters, now there were almost two hundred enemy fighters. Dirt and Worm Four attacked the approaching Avengers, struggling to keep them in their sights long enough to make a good shot.
Dirt fired a torpedo, which miraculously hit, the Avenger was no more. The rest of Worm Squadron lured the Termite Interceptors towards the Restorer, which took out several of them with its Turbolasers.
Even thought; the situation was grim, help was on the way, but it would be at least an hour, and the Avengers were firing at the Frigate.with torpedoes.
This attack took out most of the frigate's port shields and rendered its two ion cannons inoperable. The Escort Carriers even started firing their Turbolasers at the frigate.
Worm Squadron was also taking casualties, Dirt got the last Avenger, but his squadron was down to four ships; only two of those still had shields; three Interceptors made a pass on Dirt, but all three soon exploded 5000m away.
"Worm Leader, this is Tape Leader, how the @$%! are you doing?"
"Roger that Tape Leader," replied Dirt. "I need to get some of my worms out, so I'd appreciate it if you would be kind enough to cover us?"
"Roger that Worm Leader, let's kick some %)$."
The tide slowly began to change, Tape Squadron's twelve V-Wings were on a turkey shot; fifteen Interceptors went down in the next few minutes. Eventually most of the Interceptors were gone, but were replaced by an ever greater threat.
"What the #($#?" An Imperial Termite Worm Destroyer had entered realspace five clicks out. It immediately began launching Assault Bombers, they came fast and fired their missiles twenty kilometers away, four knocked out the Restorer's shield generator, and the rest hit the ship including seven that went right through the bridge. She was dead in the water. Tape Squadron quickly shot down two of them, but the rest escaped toward the awaiting Worm Destroyer. Things just couldn't get worse, they did.
"The Watana fleet, after all those years," said Dirt to his pilots as they approached the fleet.
It was an amazing sight, two hundred Wormnaughts, silently floating through space, a ghost fleet. The Worm Republic now had two hundred more warships; now all they needed were Worm Cruisers to tow the Wormnaughts, and the worms to man them. But something was wrong.
An Escort Carrier.
"No," the Restorer's captain gasped, "They beat us to it." The Escort Carriers apparently saw the approaching frigate for it began launching its complement of Termite Interceptor fighters, all five squadrons, sixty in all.
Worm Squadron was deployed and the battle begun. The Worms quickly took out half a dozen Termites, but their opponents were attacking in groups of six. Dirt turned his head to see one the W-Wings blow up into a ball of fire. Even worse, he was hit.
#%^*. Dirt did the best he could to shake the enemy, but they weren't about to give up. They chipped away at his shields until Worm Six came in and took out four of them. Dirt throttled down and took the rest.
"Thanks guys, I'm clear!" Dirt shouted with relief. He cocked his head up and saw them. Two more Escort Carriers, box-like craft, had arrived, each escorted by two Termite Avengers, an improved Interceptor which boasted shields, a hyperdrive, and even greater performance.
The carriers launched their fighters, now there were almost two hundred enemy fighters. Dirt and Worm Four attacked the approaching Avengers, struggling to keep them in their sights long enough to make a good shot.
Dirt fired a torpedo, which miraculously hit, the Avenger was no more. The rest of Worm Squadron lured the Termite Interceptors towards the Restorer, which took out several of them with its Turbolasers.
Even thought; the situation was grim, help was on the way, but it would be at least an hour, and the Avengers were firing at the Frigate.with torpedoes.
This attack took out most of the frigate's port shields and rendered its two ion cannons inoperable. The Escort Carriers even started firing their Turbolasers at the frigate.
Worm Squadron was also taking casualties, Dirt got the last Avenger, but his squadron was down to four ships; only two of those still had shields; three Interceptors made a pass on Dirt, but all three soon exploded 5000m away.
"Worm Leader, this is Tape Leader, how the @$%! are you doing?"
"Roger that Tape Leader," replied Dirt. "I need to get some of my worms out, so I'd appreciate it if you would be kind enough to cover us?"
"Roger that Worm Leader, let's kick some %)$."
The tide slowly began to change, Tape Squadron's twelve V-Wings were on a turkey shot; fifteen Interceptors went down in the next few minutes. Eventually most of the Interceptors were gone, but were replaced by an ever greater threat.
"What the #($#?" An Imperial Termite Worm Destroyer had entered realspace five clicks out. It immediately began launching Assault Bombers, they came fast and fired their missiles twenty kilometers away, four knocked out the Restorer's shield generator, and the rest hit the ship including seven that went right through the bridge. She was dead in the water. Tape Squadron quickly shot down two of them, but the rest escaped toward the awaiting Worm Destroyer. Things just couldn't get worse, they did.