Scavengers Page #3

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- Twelve, what's your status? - I'm almost there.

- Mallory, are you okay? - Yes. Except you no one calls me that.

- How? - Mallory.

Wrong. Wake up calls Mallory.

Olos also, it's a beautiful name. Why do you call yourself just "Doc"?

It's complicated.

No matter what is going on on the ship? What's our status?

Nobody tells me what, until all are full of blood,

or something explodes or apart? IEGT.

Rescue mission. Wake is out there in space.

Again? So that was the plan.

No wonder ...

- Twelve, you need the airlock - Right.

- You are right. - Twelve ...

Go. Go on.

Ideas?

We could calculate random interference pattern,

to sense the position of the reaction Revelator

and they nailed.

Surface fire into the cloud.

This could indeed destroy the Revelator, but it forces them out of hiding.

You can sound the death so tempting Breathtaker.

Therefore, the space is so problematic.

Better a melee after the atmospheric entry.

Come on, overkill.

Space is the last hunting area.

Whole planet to depopulate ...

is simply too intimate, too bloody.

Gives me a battle plan, a configuration.

Maximum scattering, only liquid metal laser.

Remember:

We want to wound only.

I have recorded Wake. I shoot now.

She comes Wake.

Good ... Good work, Twelve. Bring him in, it is getting tight.

Good shot.

That was close. 've Already breathed spit.

Good shot, Twelve. Emerson, you're on the bridge?

Stupid question. Jekel prepares an attack, I can feel it.

Olos to configure for immediate departure a jump protocol.

- Already done. - She's good.

- Please say that Doc is waiting for me. - Do it.

How do you escape each time just so close to death?

Apparently, just as nearly enough. And I have the best crew of space.

- In the infirmary. - Okay.

You are mauled.

Space Salvage is a brutal job. How is my leg?

It healed. I could set up your muscle, thigh, and connective tissue.

Thank you.

What's this?

I'm not sure. I just know that the core values beyond the scale

Jekel and that it really wants.

- This does not bode well. - No.

He called it somehow ...

The "chaos generator".

Guns loaded. The cloud is already targeted.

I'm tired of this little game.

We destroy the Revelator easy.

- Do you mean not "cripple"? - No, I changed my mind.

Tears it to pieces.

Wake and his whole crew.

The clouds should last long enough for entering the flight coordinates.

- The Gutter shoots with liquid lasers. - What?

The Rays solidify on impact

and cause major internal damage.

Zartaliois technology. Jekel this would certainly have killed his family.

What has before Emerson? This keeps the Revelator not.

Infirmary, prepare to jump protocol!

Ward secured.

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