Tree watched in horror as Commander Sash was flung to the wall by the Zraé. Tree leaped forward, running to die in defiance as his commander did. A tremor ran through the station sending Tree falling down backwards. He came to a scraping halt just behind a large boulder where several of his comrads were huddled.
"Nice of you to join us leu-"
A few Plasma bolts fly threw the air above them making the lasts few words unrecognizable.
"How many can you take?"
"Three here."
"Uh... maybe five..."
Tree eyed the men and furiously broke in "Fifty. I'll take out fifty of those guys right now!"
He began to get up, but on of the men quickly jerked him down. "Are you crazy!? Not even Commander Sash would do tha-"
"Sash is Dead!"
Sudden exclamations of astonishment came from these young officers.
"Look. Sash is dead, that makes me the commanding officer here. So I say we -"
"What about the Defense Generator?"
Tree glared at the cadet with suspicion. "What do you mean. That kill us ALL!"
"Well... no not exactly. I've got a plan..."
Meanwhile, outside the station the Salrilian fleet dashed around the space station. Hypergetic Trios of ammunition pelted the hull. A cluster of explosions detonated on the forward wing of the station blowing a hole clear through the other side. Tons of industrialized machinery became scrap metal in seconds.
"This is Alpha wing. Ceta wing come in."
"Ceta wing here. We have secured a foothold in the human base. Requesting orders."
"Proceed with confiscation of technology."
"Beta wing seconding that. You may proceed."
A couple salrilian fighters began flying in and out of the hole dropping charges into the station's inner cavity. The station was in chaos.
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Tree: I hope you don't mind the character. In fact, I hope you'll take to him.
Anyway, the aliens boarding were Zraé not Salrilian, slug. Take a look at "Galaxy Conference" if you're curious as to what they are.
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