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"Ma'am! We're reading energy spikes coming from all three alien ships"
"Confirm those are being used for weapons!"
"Confirmed ma'am! Visuals also show several guns on the alien ship heating up with red glows."
"Crap! Plot a course to bring our broadside facing them, heading two-zero-zero five-bravo, push engines to 90 percent for now. We'll need to use maneuvering thrusters to get into place. Alert all crew to evacuate in 4 minutes."
"Sir, that'll mean we'll take all the hits!"
"Affirmative, Lieutenant. Bring us around when they reach 80 percent on their guns."
"Aye aye, ma'am!"
(Engine sounds increase in volume)
(Several minutes pass)
"Their weapons are at eighty percent ma'am! Bringing us around"
"Increase engine power to 120 percent, get us there fast. It's been an honor, men. Die knowing we've saved our fellow captains some time."
(Engine sound increases to near-deafening volumes.)
"Captain, shall I initiate a distress beacon?"
"Yes Summers. Though I doubt it will do us any good"
"Aye aye, captain."
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