Back at the hanger, those finally assembled received a welcome by the Stabsbootsmann, "Listen up gentlemen!" to which received everyone's full attention, "To Offensive Squad One!"
With his upper hands crossed and his lower right hand holding his helmet, he began pacing back and forth, "I am Stabsbootsmann Hadumar Baldwin, I command all three squads on this ship, but this will be my primary squad. It is my knowledge that most of you all are completely green, some of you may have seen action but I doubt you have seen this kind of action yet! Therefore It is my job to keep you from dieing on me.”
Hadumar then stopped pacing where he had started and looked at the assembled, "I expect EACH of you to stand on your feet, leave no woman left behind, and kill any pirate that comes across your crosshairs AM I CLEAR!”
Before the collected crowd could cheer their support however, the hanger shook with a force of a rocket hitting a steel wall while a few seconds later the emergency ringing of the General Quarters began to sound, “Well kids looks like it's time, suit up and get ready to kick some pirate ass!”
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The bridge was chaos, they had managed to activate the Hard Bubble Shield only to get hit by a missile before it was raised, “Damage report!” yelled May acting as Ship Commander, the blond was standing in a bit of panic herself as the bridge franticly tried to figure out what just came at them.
“Deck 2 and 3 took some heavy damage, the PD seems to be down,” a female voice yelled out, “our repair crew is on it's way.”
The blond sat back in the chair as things a little better, at least the engines didn't explode on her first tour of substitute captain, that was until her commander walked in. May quickly jumped out of the chair and saluted while Vogel returned to her seat and asked in a commanding tone, “Report!”
While May returned to her comms station, her Adviser walked up, “It seems we were attacked, Commander. From what I can tell of the scan reports as we came back, there was a ship that was going by a friendly signal that fired on us.” During her reply she had an expression of ”I told you so” while playing with a strand of her brown hair.
“Friendly? How can that be?” Vogel asked softly as she brought up the readouts of the damage on her arm chair and ignoring her Adviser's attitude. “No matter, I would like you to explain to me later however...” She looked up at her bridge crew who were waiting orders, “Helm, change course to face the threat. Comms, explain to our friend that he should move his ship closer to ours to protect him with our shields. Unlock all weapons and prepare for combat!” The bridge began to stir as Vogel gave orders, she herself locked in a thinking pose wondering what this friendly now enemy ship could really be.
The enemy ship closed only enough distance to stay out of the Reimshed's cannon, as it was confident on using it's missiles.
