Battlecruiser Alamo: The Price Of Admiralty - Plot & Excerpts
Marshall had ordered the battle station alarms turned off; no-one on the bridge needed any reminder of what was at stake. Caine was the only one speaking as she issued instructions to the gunnery crews below decks; Zakharova was once again sitting at the Watch Officer's station. Gamma Watch had come on shift a little early, half an hour ago – Marshall had wanted to have fresh crews at their stations in the event of a battle. The watch officer, Sub-Lieutenant Ryder, hovered near the duty sensor technician; he vaguely remembered her as one of his students during his year at the Academy. A former Patrolman, Sub-Lieutenant Volkov, sat at Guidance, hands perched over the controls. He turned to see Quinn sitting at the Flight Engineer's station, the displaced crewman standing over him, pecking at buttons. A stabbing pain kept on shattering through his side; he'd insisted the doctor only provide the minimum level of pain relief. Too many drugs would have dulled his reflexes. "Emergence in ten seconds," Mulenga's voice echoed from the loudspeaker; the astrogator had chosen to wait in the sensor suite in the lower decks to supervise the technicians.
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