Commander William Delorie stood up from his auxiliary chair on the bridge
of the USS Nighthawk and walked toward the helm station in front of him.
"Bring us out of warp, Mr. Hendricks, full impulse until we get to Sanyol,
and then peruse a standard orbit."
The young ensign, only 23 years old, worked his controls. "Aye, sir," He replied as the glistening star filed on the view screen slowed. "Slowing to full impulse." He finished. The commander returned to his chair, which was located to the left of Captain Spencer. He nodded to her, and she worked her command chair computer console. "Begin to prepare the away teams, commander." She said, as she closed the flip up monitor. "Take three for now, and then we will begin to send down the rest when the area is secure."
Delorie nodded, and stood up. He motioned to Lt. Commander Vanhoose at the tactical station, and then to Lt. T'Val at operations. "You all are with me." He stated. They stood up almost immediately and began to follow Commander Delorie to the turbo lift.
The door swished open, and then three officers stepped inside. "What's the plan commander?" Asked Vanhoose as the door closed.
Commander Delorie looked at her, and then to T'Val. "Each of you are going to lead a shuttle down to the surface." Delorie pulled out a PADD and pointed to three locations highlighted in red on the PADDs small screen. "Our primary goal is to stabilize the main building. The Saynyolian government has assured us that these landing locations are safe." He tapped a button on the PADD, and the image switched to a 3-D interior picture of the building. "These are our entry points." He pointed again to the screen. "We will start at the bottom floor, and then work our way up."
The others nodded in agreement. "How may Saynyolian support troops are we expecting to be there when we arrive?" T'Val asked, as she looked over the PADD once more.
"We don't know for sure. It all depends on how much resources they have to deploy around the perimeter. At max," He shrugged slightly, putting the PADD away. "30."
The turbo lift doors opened, revealing a bustleing corridor. They walked for about 20 seconds, and entered a door of the left. Vanhoose immediately began to raid the weapons locker. "It never hears to be ready" She said smiling, as she loaded some grenades in her utility pockets.
Wilson and T'Val also began to suit up with weapons. "OK." Wilson said, as he looked around to the three groups of assault troops in the room. "Our goal is 10 minutes. In that time, we need to have the first two floors secure. Then we will rendezvous there, and take the rest as one group."
The two senior officers, along with the others in the room, nodded in agreement. "Got it," Vanhoose said. She finished packing up her weapons. "Let's go!" She said, enthusiastically, and slammed the weapons locker shut.
The team began to move out of the room and toward the shuttle bay. Commander Wilson Delorie shook with fear as he looked at his young, fretful crew.
The young ensign, only 23 years old, worked his controls. "Aye, sir," He replied as the glistening star filed on the view screen slowed. "Slowing to full impulse." He finished. The commander returned to his chair, which was located to the left of Captain Spencer. He nodded to her, and she worked her command chair computer console. "Begin to prepare the away teams, commander." She said, as she closed the flip up monitor. "Take three for now, and then we will begin to send down the rest when the area is secure."
Delorie nodded, and stood up. He motioned to Lt. Commander Vanhoose at the tactical station, and then to Lt. T'Val at operations. "You all are with me." He stated. They stood up almost immediately and began to follow Commander Delorie to the turbo lift.
The door swished open, and then three officers stepped inside. "What's the plan commander?" Asked Vanhoose as the door closed.
Commander Delorie looked at her, and then to T'Val. "Each of you are going to lead a shuttle down to the surface." Delorie pulled out a PADD and pointed to three locations highlighted in red on the PADDs small screen. "Our primary goal is to stabilize the main building. The Saynyolian government has assured us that these landing locations are safe." He tapped a button on the PADD, and the image switched to a 3-D interior picture of the building. "These are our entry points." He pointed again to the screen. "We will start at the bottom floor, and then work our way up."
The others nodded in agreement. "How may Saynyolian support troops are we expecting to be there when we arrive?" T'Val asked, as she looked over the PADD once more.
"We don't know for sure. It all depends on how much resources they have to deploy around the perimeter. At max," He shrugged slightly, putting the PADD away. "30."
The turbo lift doors opened, revealing a bustleing corridor. They walked for about 20 seconds, and entered a door of the left. Vanhoose immediately began to raid the weapons locker. "It never hears to be ready" She said smiling, as she loaded some grenades in her utility pockets.
Wilson and T'Val also began to suit up with weapons. "OK." Wilson said, as he looked around to the three groups of assault troops in the room. "Our goal is 10 minutes. In that time, we need to have the first two floors secure. Then we will rendezvous there, and take the rest as one group."
The two senior officers, along with the others in the room, nodded in agreement. "Got it," Vanhoose said. She finished packing up her weapons. "Let's go!" She said, enthusiastically, and slammed the weapons locker shut.
The team began to move out of the room and toward the shuttle bay. Commander Wilson Delorie shook with fear as he looked at his young, fretful crew.