When we turn the table on: Can you hear me now?
The static was terrible. But I didn't had time to clean it up. The only thing I could do in the Security Offices was disable the cameras, the mechs and summon all the soldiers in the messing hall. Matt's way off was going to be hard, but he is clever, he always find a solution when put in pressure. So, that leave my way out in the open. If the soldiers figure out I stole the prototype cannon, and this was going to happen one way or the other, they will chase me in the fighters. What really was bugging me is the anti-air batteries.
I was in the hangar. I could see all the ten fighters. The hangar was housing more than a thousand. For an Alliance Base, this one had a lot more protection than the common ones. They really want to maintain the research on the Geth, the production of weaponry and what I could only deduce, development of a illegal AI, in secret.
The fighter with the cannon was easy to crack open. These fighters were good in air, but in the ground anyone with basic knowledge in electronics could hijack it. And I wasn't a beginner in electronics, so I was turning the fighter on when soldiers began to flood the hangar. They were going to the Security, but some of them stayed behind. Was when I saw the door hangar door opening that I knew they wasn't after me.
Matias was in trouble, at least he was flying already. Because the remaining soldiers were entering the fighters now. I was preparing to shoot the cannon when something unexpected happened. The fighters going outside the doors were getting destroyed. Faesa was out orbit protecting Matias. This was good for his escape, but bad for mine. If I don't find a way to tell her I am in one of their fighters she was going to kill me. So I tried the comm link, surprisingly the static was gone. With the hangar doors opened there were no barrier disrupting the signal.
"Captain of the quarian Carrier, my name is Samuel Fletcher. I am inside one of the fighters of the enemy. You will see that mine fighter has a giant cannon mounted above it. Stop shooting close to the hangar doors." Faesa was there, she answer me.
"Sam! You're alive, keelah se'lai. What you need me to do?"
"Destroy the anti-aircraft batteries. Any fighter I see flying and this cannon will destroy it."
"Like the old times when we were younger." Just like her, saying something like this.
"We still have much years to live for. And who said we are old?"
She was laughing. The last time we spoke was in the beginning of 2181, in February. This whole mess only started way after this, so someone told her what was going on, also told I was in danger.
I was outside now, the fighter balance and maneuvering was horrible. The weight of the cannon was slowing me down, and I was not alone. At least four other fighters was right behind me, shooting. Luckily, they made modifications in the armor, so it could withstand more damage. I did something worth of movies, I reversed the mass effect field, staying behind while all the other fighters passed me.
Now I had the advantage. I saw the panel that controls the cannon. Don't even think twice. It took time to charge, it was a rail gun, using electricity to power magnets through the rail. That why it was long, more energy released, more the destruction. The projectile I was using was a normal steel slug, but basically anything magnetic could be launched. For these fighters I only needed the blank slug.
So, after charged I took the shot. The kick of the cannon was enormous, a ship so small wasn't fit for something this size. The fighter I hit was in pieces, and it didn't exploded, the slug pass through it like it was made from paper. Not just that, the trajectory of the slug was measured in the panel. It went more farther than the range of the equipment, and it was still in high velocity. This weapon was a true piece of war, made to destroy something with thick armor.
Even with low speed, destroying the other three fighters was going to be easy. One shot with the cannon was like shooting a pistol at close range, no time to react. The first two was down in no time. The third was a smart one, he was using mass effect fields to enter FTL. But he was too slow to do it before my shot pierce it, destroying the ones who was after me first.
I was almost out of orbit when I saw the Carrier. It was the one we stole together, a long time ago. My sensors began to pick a signal below me. This time it was not fighters, but two frigates. It was too late to catch me, but they were going to Faesa's ship. They should not.
Faesa didn't even fired a warning shot. One of the frigates had now a hole in the hull. It was not down yet, but if she had shot the core drives the crew was history now. Faesa always had a mixed humor, she is lovely as a woman can be, but if you are trying to hurt someone close she will turn in a angry killer. When this happen, get out, she becomes more dangerous than even me. In fact, I was more like a tactical person, I like planning ahead, moving cautiously, killing only when necessary, I am a infiltrator. If we don't have a plan, Faesa goes guns blazing, she does have combat discipline, but infiltration is not her style.
Faesa shot again, in the same ship. Another hole opened. It was clear that they couldn't stand a Carrier firepower, so they drop the pursuit. Faesa did save me this time. And I was going to thank her.