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Jermija was seen standing at his center console when the first attacks occurred.

“Lt, Enemy Vessels!” an solider stated

“Fuck, right, I need better eyes, someone bring up exterior Camera X16” Jermija ordered, pointing to a technician. With a few simple taps a holographic display emerging from a monitor was seen, the view showed the outside, where the escort was guiding the Vitae.

“Another angle”

The angle switched from a side angle to the backwards angle, to view the chasing Devastator ship. Fuck that’s fucking huge..holy Jermija thought before gulping. He began to speak into a intercom with varying displays of squads ready for action

“Right, I want all Delta squadron to suit up, Delta-Alpha take point at the bridge and be the messengers, make sure everyone at the bridge is safe and secure. Delta-B-.” Jermija began barking out orders before a display popped up, after a hit rocked the ship slightly.

“Shields, 89%” the AI Spoke.

“Rats, for fuck sakes right.. Delta-Bravo, assist engineering and make sure they get to wherever the fucking have to go to, arm up and put on your combat suits go!” Jermija said, shouting into a intercom

“Yes sir!”

“Sir, Delta-Charlie reporting in, commands?”

“Delta Charlie take point at the Cyro-Valut, if the time comes go inside and lock it down, but I want you to be on standby for any orders, I repeat, standby” 

The displays for squads changed as Jermija barked orders, some squads were spotted patrolling the hub and ensuring civilian’s are safe and not panicking as much. A few other squads moved to secure locations like the archies, cryo vault, medbays and other major areas. Other squads were assisting medical teams and engineering team. The display kind of lit up with various of squads all of the map doing their thing, kind of like a tactical view/world map of the ship. Jermija tapped onto the hub where more calls of distress were spotted.

“Bravo Delta and Bravo Charlie, move towards the hub and secure the hub. Close down shops and place people in their apartments/rooms. I want all personal to suit up in case of a boarding attack, I repeat, all armored personal suit up, an modified transport vehicle will bring weapons carts and you will be armed, don’t worry about coming to the armory.” Jermija commanded, before changing the display, he typed into the camera for the hanger. The ships by the looks of it were untouched at the moment. Jermija knew or at least had his own reservations about the escort. If the escort didn’t work there last line of defense is either the ship weapons or the fighter pilots. By the looks of it he rather would place his money on the fighter pilots and jets. Some of them honed veterans of their air forces and others, are barely a few months in with only simulation experience. Jermija changed the intercom frequency to the hanger designation. 

“Attention all pilots, this is Lt. Turov speaking. Please suit up into your suits and standby for combat, if needed. Ensure all ships are fueled up, weapon systems are working perfectly and ready. I repeat, this is a order to suit up and standby for possible deployment” Jermija stated as he tapped a display, showing the lower levels. Men and women were running to  the hanger bays and either suiting up or taking up a position. 

“Right, I’m going to suit up-..” Jermija began to say before his display changed and a red alert popped up. The security AI picked up traces of a unknown gas in the air near to the doctor's office, ran by Dr.Illyushin. 

“What the fuck is this? Who’s gassing? Is there a alien threat?” Jermija seemed to somewhat shout as he viewed the threat pop up, the display on the center console changed to the reported area where the gas was deployed.

“Pulling up camera Int-65D” one of the tech’s said. The camera showed the scene of the Dr gassing civilians causing panic, the gas was unidentifiable in the angle that Jermija was standing in, nor did the display have a clue of what gas was being used.

“Install the gas and toxic substance update” Jermija ordered before changing the frequency to the normal one.

“Alpha-Bravo, suit up, extract the doctor and bring him into interrogation bay A-2. Unknown gas deployed, I repeat, unknown gas deployed”

“Roger, enroute to office” a deep voice of a soldier stated.

“Right, I’ll suit up and head to the bridge to brief the Admiral and the bridge squad, I want status updates when the Doctor arrives in the interrogation bay, also get a cleaning robot and scrub out the gas, pronto.” Jermija ordered before he suited up. He grabbed a Tsar R21 and a Tritech Rifle, equipped them to his back before moving to the bridge.. To meet with the bridge staff and provide a briefing. 

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Four soldiers were spotted in a tight formation, wearing combat suits. The suits were often custom painted to the soldiers taste, with their own logo’s and own tastes. Kind of a way of bringing them a sense of home and pride to where they are from

“Randy, take point your gonna barge down the door, Jimmy flashbang, Alberto cover Randy and be the 2nd to go in, got it?” one of the males said, wearing a bright green suit
“Roger” all three of his squad mates said. They took formation to the doorway leading to the lobby/doctor’s office. Randy barged down the door before a flashbang by the hands of Jimmy was thrown. Due to the suits, the males didn’t feel a thing from the flashback, however they saw various bodies, most of them on the floor, knocked out by the looks of it. The male in charge, with the name on his arm “Hayden” observed the bodies for any sign of trauma, or death.

“Sedation, their alive. Knockout gas was used” stated Hayden.

“That’s a relief, let’s find the doc” stated Alberto.

“You three go, I’ll attend with the unconscious”  Hayden said. He moved his arm before requesting a combat medic to the scene, using the build in small computer, which echoed the request to the command center. Hayden also relayed the command that the computer was wrong about gas being flooded in, and mask's were used on civilians. Using the arm console. he pressed the camera button before a holographic display emerged. Hayden took a picture of a civilian with a mask on and sent that also to the command center

“Roger” the three males said. They moved towards the doctor office, searching room after room, not finding him in the doctor’s office. However a window was seen, leading downstairs to a bar, and a rope also.

“Doctor fled to a bar, some blood.. Injured” Jimmy stated.

“Let’s rappel down, we’ll take point and find him. Get on the nearest transport.. He mustn't of gone far..” stated Alberto, before the men rappelled down in chase of the Doc.
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