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One by one, the war vessels disappeared in bursts of fire.  The Kestrel was slowly but steadily approaching toward Davies' ship.  There was only one more Rebel Destroyer left when warships trimmed with blue hyperjumped into the system. 

            "Oh no.  Confeds."

            To Davies's surprise, the Confederates ignored the battered Rebel ships and flew straight for the Kestrel.  Two or three brave patrol ships flew right in front of the Kestrel, only to get destroyed.

            The Kestrel approached the second Rebel Cruiser.

            Davies grabbed the transmitter.  "This is hopeless!  Retreat!"  Then, without waiting for any response, he set the hyperjump route and banged the hyperjump button.  The ship stopped for a while and turned.

            Crystal smiled as yet another Confederate Gunboat disappeared in flames.  Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a Rebel Cruiser preparing to hyperjump.

            "Coward." She muttered under her breath and accelerated her Kestrel toward the Cruiser.  She fired as soon as the ship was in her range.

            Davies watched helplessly as the Kestrel approached his ship.  It was soon in firing range, and the green beam hit the Cruiser.  The Rebel Cruiser rocked wildly and several of the crew was thrown down to the floor.  Meanwhile, the shields went down rapidly. 

            As soon as her beam touched the Cruiser, Crystal saw on her radar that its shield immediately went down 40 units.  She kept the beam targeted at it.  Now its shield was 20 percent....

            Suddenly, the Rebel Cruiser was yanked out of the beam's grasp and slid into hyperspace.

            Crystal glared at the ion trail.  "What a coward."  She turned toward the other Rebel Cruiser, which was also preparing for hyperspace and destroyed it.

            Several days later, Davies reported back to Palshife with the news.  Rebel High Command praised Davies for his quick thinking.  After the meeting, Davies walked into the spaceport bar, utterly worn out.  He had ordered a drink when General Stanley came up behind him.

            "Davies."

            "Not again," Davies sighed inwardly as he put on a grim smile to face the General.  "Yes, sir?"

            "The pirates have begun their work." He held the map of the galaxy in his hand and pointed to the Polaris system.  "They started to take over the most vulnerable planets, and they already have control over Northstar.  It won't be long before they destroy the Confederation... and us."

TO BE CONTINUED

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