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Chapters (42)
  1. Cover Blurb
  2. Contents
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty

Ted tapped his console, accessing the data package as Ark Royal continued to move towards the jump point.  Every analyst in space had been working over the recordings from New Russia, drawing what conclusions they could.  Much of the data wasn't new, not entirely to Ted’s surprise, but there were some interesting suggestions.  One of them suggested that the alien ships could be tracked with a little careful effort.  Another insisted that the alien starfighters weren't really effective dogfighters at all.

Not that it matters, Ted thought.  They’re designed to break through to our carriers and rip them apart.

There was relatively little data on the alien capital ships, he noted, mostly consisting of uninformed speculation.  No one was even sure where the carriers launched their fighters; unlike human craft, the fighter launch tubes appeared to be worked solidly into their hulls.  It was an interesting design, he had to admit, suggesting that they weren't too worried about having their carriers targeted.  Did they have a good reason to be confident?

They have energy weapons on their starfighters, he thought, sourly.  Their hulls might be bristling with energy weapons too.

“Sir,” Lightbridge said, breaking into his thoughts, “we have reached the jump point.”

“Power up the Puller Drive,” Ted ordered.  He couldn't help feeling the old thrill of jumping out of the Sol System, even though it had been years since he’d been on an interstellar starship.  “And then sound the alert.”

Another quiver ran through the ship, followed  by a low hooting that warned all non-essential crew to brace themselves for the jump.  Most spacers grew used to it fairly quickly, but there were always a handful who couldn't take the jump without throwing up or even being rendered comatose.  Over a hundred years of FTL travel hadn't yielded any way to identify such people before they took their first jump, although it manifested very quickly.  Back at the Academy, British spacers were taken through a jump within the first six months of their training.  If they reacted badly, they were assigned to in-system positions only.

Like Ark Royal, he thought, grimly.  His crew included a few people who couldn't take the jump, but were desperately needed to keep the starship functional.  It was something the Admiralty had overlooked at the time.  Ted and Commander Fitzwilliam had dealt with the problem by ordering all such personnel to sickbay before the jump, but they knew it was only a temporary solution.  The crewmen would have to be relieved of duty sooner rather than later.

“Puller drive online,” Lightbridge said.

“All systems check out properly,” Anderson added.  “The drive is in full working order.”