Star Trek: Renegades Page #5

You don't yet possess the skill...

You treat me as if I was a child,

yet I am as capable as anyone!

You question my judgment?

Yes!

You have spirit,

but spirit wihout discipline

can have deadly consequences.

You will see who possesses the skills.

What have you found?

This is complex,

they're using a Bosong-Lapton

Weight Duality encryption,

changes every few seconds,

it's next to impossible,

but not completely impossible.

This always hurts like hell.

I'm detecting a ship on

an intercept course.

It's the Archer, they're hailing us.

Let's hear what they have to say.

This is Captain Alvarez of the

Federation Starship Archer.

You are hereby ordered

to stand down,

and answer to the charges of hijacking

a Federation shipment

of Dilithium crystals.

Am I clear?

Open the channel.

Lexxa Singh,

Captain Alvarez,

This is definitely a surprise,

you're supposed to be serving out a life

sentence in an Orion Prison right now.

Oh, I'm afraid you've been

misinformed, Captain.

You happen to be a convicted criminal.

If I bring you in;

guaranteed to get a medal.

We're in neutral space,

and you're out of your jurisdiction.

We'll see about that.

Battle stations!

Battle stations!

See how you handle this...

Return fire!

Program another spread, now!

I'm not lettin' them get away.

Take 'em down!

Approaching Syphon system.

Time?

Less than a minute.

Rear photons.

We will burn the universe in our wake.

Only enough to slow them down.

Shield is holding.

Fire!

We're in restricted space.

We almost got 'em!

Diplomatic relations have been severed,

we are forbidden to enter this sector.

No one fires on my ship and gets away.

Ten seconds, Sir.

Captain!

Belay that, let 'em go.

Dammit!

Stealth Mode initiated.

The tunnels lead straight

to the center of the stronghold.

Ragnar.

Doc, Fixer

you'll monitor from the bridge

the rest of you are with me.

Some of those tunnels have extensive

deposits of Foriniteum...

hyperonic radiation. I mean it

could really play hell with your phasers.

That won't bother me.

The Pareks will make us

their instruments of death.

They did a decent job of

covering their tracks.

I'm still working on the data

I keep seeing the connections here and

there, but nothing I can confirm.

Come!

You remember my roommate Poppy?

Nice to see you again, Admiral!

Don't move!

There's a traceron device in her left

hand with a molecular decay detonator,

proximity triggers set off the alarms.

She's a bomb?

How did that happen?

Some kind of stealth

nanotechnology;

could have been a handshake,

something in your drink.

If it's a proximity trigger,

let's get her away from here.

It's activated, move it away from

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