"Gunnery Crews. Prepare to fire Turrets 1 and 2." Black ordered. Cromwell went white as a sheet. "Those ships are Corporation Property! YOu can't fire upon them!" He shrieked. Black simply ignored him, "I want a volley fired across their projected course." He finished. The Order's were repeated and relayed in proper naval fashion as the two Forward Gun Turrets traversed and the barrels aligned for the shot. There was a brief moment of charge as the tips of the guns glowed with a bright bluish-white energy. The very next instant the six beams streaked across the void. Passing just in front of the lead ships.<br/><br/>"Sir, 2/3rds of the Flotilla are pulling up and away." The Radar tech reported even though it could be seen just outside. However that still left 8 ships careening for the planet surface. "Helm, Set an Intercept course. Ahead Full!" Black barked. "Captain, Fighter squadrons reporting ready for take off!" A ensign reported, Turning from his station. "Blue and Green Squadrons are to corral the Ships that turned back. Make sure they don't make for a second attempt at the planet. Crimson Lance and Indigo Squadron are to assist in discouraging the remaining flotilla from making planet fall." Jeremy ordered. The Orders were relayed as the ventral hatch opened and fighters began to pour out as the Catapults launched others into space. The Musashi's engines spooled up as it gave Case. the Distinctive Red and Gold Fighters of the Crimson Lance forming up Along with indigo.<br/><br/>The Musashi was quickly catching up, but Time was running out. "Fire another Volley!" Black ordered. Once again the First two Turrets on the Musashi Fired. The Beams streaking past the ships. Much closer this time. This did the trick in scaring all but the largest of the Mining ships. At over 600 meters. it was over twice the length of the Musashi. "Contact Indigo Squadron. Tell them to herd those ships back towards the others." Jeremy ordered. The Musashi and Crimson Lance Squadron continued to pursue the rogue Mining ship. "Sir Atmospheric entry in 10 seconds." the Helms woman reported. Black scowled. " Continue pursuit. Prepare the ship for atmospheric entry." Black ordered. The bow Mining ship and the Musashi rose steadily as their undersides began to glow red hot.<br/><br/>As the people of this world looked up into the bright sky. They saw a strange spectacle. Two huge Fireballs howling through the sky. None, save for a select few realized it was two alien spaceships entering their atmosphere. "Captain, we have entered Planet 2234Alpha's atmosphere." Helm reported. "Deploy Airfoils." Black ordered, the ship buffeted slightly as it plowed through the air. Amidship, large delta wings extended for atmospheric maneuvering. "Sir, We on an direct path for a Large population center." the Navigation Tech reported. They didn't know that they were headed directly for the Capital. Black made some quick calculations. Giving their air speed was mach 8. "Get me Lt. Wilson". A second later, the image of 1st Lt. Wade Wilson appeared. "Lt Wilson. I Need you and your squadron to try and divert the Mining ship. At its current speed. the Shockwaves coming off of it could do massive damage to A Population center. At the very least You need to slow it down. We can not longer pursue as we need to cut our air speed drastically ourselves." Black relayed to his best pilot. At the Bow of the Musashi. three panels on both sides of the bow just under the Rocket anchors opened as Retro thrusters fired. The Air speed indicator began dropping like a stone. Mach 7...Mach 6...Mach 5....Mach 4.... The normally peaceful skies were shattered with the thunderous roaring of the two ships massive engines.