Descend- Seeing Stars by Sean Oswald (the ebook reader .TXT) 📕

hearing me make, but here is the status report. We have four thousand and twelve Tamoori fighters. They are all version 2.0 or later. Only Eesa’s starfighter is made entirely of nanium but the others all have some of it to repair breaches. They all have enhanced weapons and should be a match for a Forlorn battleship at least in firepower. They just won’t be able to take as much damage, but make up for that with greater speed, mobility, and of course their subspace drives that allow them to act out of phase.”

      “What about the PSI crystal bombs?” He asked.

      “As requested we stopped trying to make complex bombs and instead just made ones that you can deposit inside of an enemy ship. The fusions kept interrupting us as we were forced to sync but with the increased power most all of the fuses have been able to produce very dense PSI crystals. Ava also prepared an extra pocket dimension for you and it is now holding three thousand eight hundred and fifty-one of the bombs,” Huong reported.

      Then she continued, “Before you ask, we also have managed to create nanium armor for all of Team Jay and Team Miguel. You will need to tell everyone where you want them, but we are all ready to fight or do our part as we are able. And yes, Ava is still working with Trudi to produce as much nanium as they can to meet your request. I believe they have cannibalized several cubic miles worth of the leviathan for raw materials.”

      Jay smiled and said, “Excellent work again running this lab. I need a bit of time to focus my thoughts and then we will meet in two hours for a strategy meeting. Everyone is welcome and please let the Tamoori pilots know too. We will be meeting on the savannah so I can address everyone.”

      He then winked out into a private corner of the ship and while keeping his eyes closed, he focused his senses on scanning the enemy ships and personnel. He was looking for any surprises and scan in every way he could think. It seemed too easy and that scared him. Still, he sat back and took it all in. The million-dollar question was where the others were.

      Two hours later, Jay floated in the air high enough for everyone to see him and then used his sonic kinesis to project his voice for all to hear. He spoke in the Tamoori language while simultaneously broadcasting to the minds of Team Jay and Team Miguel so that they could all understand. At first, he had intended to just erect a temporary platform from which to address the gathered allies, but then he decided that it was time to make an impression. Flying would certainly do that, and he needed there to be no doubt about following his orders.

      “Thank you for coming. I will keep this short and sweet. We have trained. We have built up the Tamoori ships, we have prepared for battle. Now we are done with practice. Today we take the fight to our enemy.

      Al-na-mar, the elder of the Tygar clan has been named huntmaster and will be in charge of all Tamoori warriors except for the starfighters. Ninety percent of the starfighters will be on offensive operations with the remaining contingent to stay behind under Al-na’mar’s command to defend the leviathan and both our peoples.

      Miguel, will be in command of the modified A’snkarnt ship that brought us here. That ship will disengage from the leviathan and provide additional fire support, as necessary. Although I should say that if the plan goes as we hope, none of the enemy will ever get within weapons range of either the Ark 2.0 or the leviathan.

      I will have final tactical command of all forces that are offensively engaging the enemy and will be supreme commander of the allied forces if there is ever a question.

      Because I will have to engage in fighting though, my wife Eesa shall be the commander of all offensive starfighters with the squadron leaders she has already named. The starfighters will be responsible for providing supporting fire and distracting the enemy main ships so that we can plant bombs or otherwise destroy as many of the battleships as possible.

      My wife, Trina shall have tactical command of the contingent of humans capable of battle in space without a ship. Their mission shall be to teleport onto the various ships and plant bombs to destroy them from the inside.

      If everyone works together, we will have no trouble winning this. The enemy has a huge fleet, but this is only the tip of the spear. Sadly, they have many more out there. We can only hope that today will be a warning that they should not come after us. War with the Forlorn is inevitable, but we want to fight them on our own terms in our own space.”

      There wasn’t much in the way of cheering, but Jay felt like he had said what he needed to say. His real focus was on the battle that was about to begin. He raced down to the science lab and got the final upgrades. He saw the various girls being fitted with nanium armor suits and watched as Niamh activated her suit then it seemed to be absorbed into her body. Her skin turned the same dull gray color and rippled like shifting nanium does.

      “What did you just do?” Jay asked her.

      She smiled, and he couldn’t help but notice that she was now completely naked. Her suit had been absorbed into her body. She giggled at his response and then shifted her skin so that it looked like she had at least some spandex shorts and a sports bra on even if it was still the exact same color