***** Operations TFR Beijing Belthas system The Beijing appeared in open space at the Belthas IV L1 Lagrange point surrounded by the dust of the Toralii Alliance fleet, the ghosts of so many ships ground up and distributed in an ever-expanding sphere. The dust had mostly dissipated from the jump point, so their arrival was as ghostly and quiet as typical jump arrivals, with no indication from Operations that anything had happened at all. Liao’s feet kissed the ground as the gravity was restored. “Report,” she said, glancing to Ling expectedly. “Jump complete, Captain. No vessels in our immediate vicinity. Launching strike craft and gunships.” “Good,” she said, “now get us the hell out of here. Clear the jump point so the Tehran can come in behind us.” Dao was already on it, his fingers working over his console before Liao had finished speaking. Immediately, the ship moved forward, sliding out of the jump point and into the faint dust of the Toralii fleet’s remains.
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