<div align="center"><em>HMS Kidd</em></div><br/>"20 degree's starboard, port batteries full spread.  Put us between the enemy and the<em>Marlin</em>."  Douglas said, his orders being repeated around the bridge.  His people were well trained, and even in dire situations like this they kept there cool and did not panic.  "Drop charges baring 5-2-7,"Douglas barked as the enemy boarding vessels got closer.  They impacting perfectly, the<em>Kidd</em>once again spared from an orc boarding party.<br/><br/>"Sir I got incoming message from the surface...A LT Warren?"  His comm's specialist said with some confusion.  And it made sense as to why, because unless you knew communication systems inside and out, you should have been lost in the chatter of the fleet.<br/><br/>"Patch him direct."  Douglas said returning to his chair and sitting down.  He hit the link and spoke.  "This is Captain Douglas, how things on the surface Warren?"  He asked calmly, his people calling out more enemy contacts, he turning to his XO and giving a nodd.  The Crow would be able to handle this.<br/><br/>"Absolute shit because you fucks can't handle a fire fight up there.  I need direct orbital fire two hundred around this single."  Douglas could hear the combat in the background, it punctuated by the throom of heavy weapons fire.  The Captain looked at the situation around him and knew that unless he took heavy damage, he wouldn't be able to commit his guns to that kind of attack...Might be something else he could do though.<br/><br/>"How about I just get you off that rock Warren?"  Douglas said, his smile growing as the silence stretched.<br/><br/>"How?"  Warren asked after some seconds, the man knowing that there was no way in hell they could send in landing party's, and he'd be right about that.<br/><br/>"Jump drive me friend.  My darling Kidd has herself a jump drive.  Very shaky one, but it helps when your warp bubbles are being jammed like they are right now."  Jump drive technology while incredible pieces of technology had a very limited range.  In fact one could barely jump from out of an average solar system.  But it was useful against warp jamming enemies, and for sneak attacks...If your math was good enough that is.<br/><br/>Silence again before Warren put together what Douglas wanted to do.  "You can do that, you can teleport us with your jump?"  Warren was an Officer yes, but the kind of math required for was beyond him.  And even though he knew Douglas had to be some kind of a PhD in order to Captain such a vessel, there had to be perhaps 10,000 people in the universe who could do that kind of math.<br/><br/>"Theoretically I could jump another ship.  But your people will be difficult enough to get.  Get all your people in that two yards, you'll jump with us.  Hopefully appearing inside our hanger with nothing but a little wozziness."  Douglas said knowing the only one who could pull this off was Tiecano.  Would have to promote that little freak one day.<br/><br/>"Or inside out, in space, the middle of a fucking star."  Warren said firing his own pistol if Douglas was correct.<br/><br/>"Rather stay behind and fight it out?"  Douglas felt the ship shake.  Jesus Crow, pay a-fucking-ttention to the stern!  He didn't yell this though, they would recover quickly enough.<br/><br/>"Ten minutes.  Give my people ten minutes and then jump us." Warren said, his pistol firing once more.<br/><br/>"Ten minutes Warren."  Douglas cut the line then got from his seat barking orders.  Somethings you just had to do yourself.<br/><br/><div align="center">-Hamilia-</div><br/>"Eagle eye return to HQ.  Repeat return to HQ.  Be here in ten minutes or we are leaving without."  Warren couldn't help those two any more than that, he giving the order to the rest of his people to hold out no matter what.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>HMS Kidd</em></div><br/>"3...2...1...Jump."<br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><br/>They were coming, harder than ever.  Fucking savages must have gotten some kind of reinforcement, because the orc hord was coming harder than ever.  People were falling, lines were cracking.  Being the support team was becoming impossible.  Staying alive was becoming impossible.  Church looked to Daniso, she the only one not showing any of the panic growing in the people around him.  "Keep fighting!"  He yelled, getting up on a small hill of dead orcs and unloading shell after shell from his shotgun into the advancing orcs.  He would run out of ammo soon, but by then it wouldn't matter, there were too many.  Hand to hand combat with an orc.  Hell of away to go out.<br/><br/>Then they were in a hanger.  No drop no nothing, maybe a slight shakiness in your ear drum.  Some people kept firing and the orders to cease fire rolled out.  Church looked around and voiced what everyone except maybe Warren was thinking.  "What the fuck just happened?"