Mist

Depressant

Warships are a species’ idea of power. Warships win wars. They provide strong weapons with massive cannons. They provide reinforcements. They strike fear into every creature. The biggest Warship is 5 E.U. tall and 3 E.U. wide (E.U.=Earth's length and height). The more Warships a species has, the more powerful that species is.

But, they aren’t invincible. Anti-Warship cannons, which are the size two buses with bullets the size of a small bed, are one of the most effective ways to defend against them, but are very expensive.

The other common defense humans use is called a Skyflair. It’s a weapon the size of a small sniper rifle. I used it before against that contraption. It can usually destroy a Warship via a pulse rate that overcharges and often explodes the engines. They're a few guns and vehicles made to destroy Warships, but they aren’t very popular.

They're also a handful of strategies sometimes attempted to destroy Warships without any weapons. The only partially successful method is known as the T.O.F.T.T. strategy where a group of soldiers board a warship in space or on land and kill or sneak throughout the entire Warship, taking out the twenty different items of key machinery. It has been done successfully in space tons of times because of the masses of soldiers sent in. But, it’s only been successful on land seven times. We’re hoping to make it eight.

A Soldier calls out through the aggressive wind, “FOUND......ON...” I have no idea what they said. I walk sideways at a 90 degree angle on this Warship to see what they found. The metal creeks under my every step. The soldier is kicking the wall and making a ruckus. He’s kicking a small box. As I approach, I can tell it's a hatch that only opens from the inside. I bring out my knife and stab through the crack.

I unsuccessfully try prying it open. I successfully end up with my knife stuck. I signal the others to come help us, but they don't seem to notice. I look at the soldier who found the entrance, a tall human with a patch of flannel tied around their elbow. They stare down at me with their blank visor and nod their head like they're saying something.

I sit and think. Their body language shows that of annoyance. They fiddle with something on their arm. “Did you hear what I said?” A static voice booms through my helmet. Oh, there’s radio. I mine on and tell everyone to group up with me. Soon, all twenty-one of us meet at this box.

Several attempts are made to unlock this door. Serdityy even tried to insult the door open. After almost all of us tried it, a large humanoid with big everything pulls out its knife the size of a greatsword. They jam it in the crack. We watch their blank face when we hear a huge grunt followed by victorious screams from them as the door pops off and flies away before we could’ve said goodbye. We all jump in.

    It’s dark, like night when you only have the light of the full moon. I ready my weapon. Serdityy pushes my gun down and commands, “Sit.” We squat down and sit in a circle. He gives every couple their own objectives to destroy, as well as giving us all plan Bs and plan Cs. His helmet visor glitters as he slowly turns to me.

The blank face feels ominous. He says, “You destroy the easiest thing. Also, you’re plan D, so if everybody dies you have to go to every station and blow it up by yourself. I want it to be as quick as possible.” Serdityy types in the air and I receive a mark at the place I need to blow up as well as a death counter of how many kills I get and how many of my fellow troops are alive. I stand and head to my area.

I run silently, carefully, hoping I don't bump into anything. To my knowledge, we’re in the skin of the ship. Not outside, but not totally inside where the organs of the ship are that we need to destroy. I find a door and open it. It creaks loudly. A blast of bright green fire meets my eyes, which water for a bit.