"Status report!" Kadi said, tapping into the low lit touch board.
"Full power in 48 minutes."
"I need sensors and com-networks to the nation, now! We're blinded up here. I don't even know how much damage the fusion beam caused." Kadi said.
"Maybe we came patch communication through one of the annexes. A couple of minutes?"
"Do it." Kadi looked down at the lower deck. "Crux. Aybram. Get down to the reactor room and see if you can't shave some time off the reboot." She rushed out. The two older teens nodded, walking off.
"What did you hit?" Sofia asked, looking down a low lit touch board. Kadi sighed.
"Straight on top of the water barrier walls."
"Butterscotch..." Siobhan breathes out.
"Those islands by it may have problems. I need to be in the rescue teams with Q.E.A." I said to myself.
"Agreed. But my teleporters are offline." Kadi said.
"And your bay doors won't open without power," I added, putting a hand on my hip.
"I got an idea. Come one." Sofia said with a small grin. "You can always get that kind, muscular teen soldiers to help out." We started to leave the command deck.
"I'm gonna go check on the walls," Siobhan said.
Sofia went and talked with the few teen male officers as the rest of us boarded a long quintet.
"PUT YOUR BACKS INTO BOYS!" Sofia cheered as the muscled male teens in space suits struggled to turn the manual cranks, slowly and to open the bay doors.
"Thanks, guys!" Sofia said as the quintet zoom past the heavily breathing teens, waving.
We flew out the dark Watchtower and headed down to the Phalanx. After landed at Q.E.A., we got on the last Q-bird heading out the getting to the damaged islands.
"Wow," I said as we came in sight of the tidal waves passing over the island. "Siobhan better say the walls are still standing."
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Agent Winter's POV...
"Sweet silver sands..." I said, coming in visual of the high concrete like wall. The ray shielding covering the reinforced metal concrete holding the walls had shattered due to the fusion beam. There were cracks up and down the sides almost everywhere and trillions of water waves were spilling out.
I flew my shuttle down to one of the devastated island.
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