The Solarian Soldier – 1

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“You can take your orders and shove them up your shit-filled cunt, Earther bitch. Even if you shoot us down, I have 30 killers aboard my ship just waiting for your goons to set foot on our deck. So one last time fuck off and crawl back to the miserable shithole planet you belong” The men’s tattooed face was twisted with hatred as Commander Daniel Lafontaine watched him on the integrated display of his combat seat. The hostile skipper had not run out of colorful insults directed to the Solarian ship hunting him down in general and particularly it’s commanding officer, Captain Min-Jeong Fechter. Daniel wondered if the man was aware that the tattoos he wore on his face looked suspiciously similar the body art of the Maori people, and as such part of the ancient cultural heritage of Earth, which the man apparently detested so much.

“Mister Lin how long until we are in effective weapons range ?” came the Captains calm inquiry.

“72 seconds Sir, I have a targeting solution on their engines.” the young Ensign dutifully reported.

“Weapons hold. Mr. Einhorn open channel to the Rebel ship.” The Captain wore her jet black hair in a strict bun and the grey and black uniform of the Solarian Fleet adapted perfectly to the steeled body of the half-Asian. Daniel reluctantly pushed aside fond memories of her wet and moaning warrior shape atop of him.

“Bulk carrier Fredonia. This is your final warning. Power down your engines and prepare to be boarded for inspection. As you have continuously threatened this ship and it’s crew with violence let me remind you that the entirety of Beta Virginis is under martial law. Threats or attacks against confederate officials will be punishable as a crime and as confirmed by supreme court decision 12. January 2357 the suspension of the death penalty does not include sectors under laws of war. If you do not comply I will open fire to immobilize your vessel in 45 seconds.” She paused for a moment, “Mister Einhorn, block all incoming messages from the Rebel ship unless they cut their engines. Mr. Lin you are clear to open fire in 60 seconds if they don’t comply.”

As the countdown ticked down inside his retina display Daniel felt the tickle of goosebumps on his forearms like he was used to before going into combat. It didn’t matter that this one would be massively lopsided in their favor. The seemingly antiquated rebel rust bucket did not stand any chance against SFS Lalande, one of he most modern cruisers in the Solarian Fleet.

Still, one lucky hit against all odds could always abruptly end the life of one unfortunate first officer. “All decks at full combat readiness, Sir,” he reported after double checking the incoming status reports from all stations.