[Hells Sniper]

Jacob nodded. Jacob: I'll be right behind you. Jacob clicked the safeties off the two Socoms and raised them to the side of his head. Meanwhile: Weapons Officer: Sir, we are being hit with a constant supply of archer missiles. Harrison was about to relay an order when another officer spoke up. Officer: We've lost three of our point defense guns, we are vulnerable to attack in decks nine through twelve, sections one through fourteen. Harrison cursed under his breath. How the hell are they doing this? Harrison paused, he walked next to his weapons officer and glanced at his screen. Harrison: LT, seal and evacuate those areas. You, son, I want you to hit them right where it hurts, do not let up fire and do not let their archer missile pods get by. Cycle aft point defense guns, fire only on the archer missiles! Harrison turned around and walked back to his holotable. VI: Sir, might I suggest we use our size to our advantage? Harrison raised an eyebrow. VI: If you do- Harrison raised his hand in the air. Harrison: Helm, plot a course on a direct path with the Ulterior motive. LT, prepare forward guns, and do not stop firing. Cycle all archer missile pods. Hit them. Slowly, but surely, the Vigorous Inferno began to turn itself around, as it headed on a straight path towards the Ulterior Motive. Harrison: VI, Attack Pattern Hotel-Oscar-9-0-1. HO901 was an attack pattern created specifically by Harrison and one that only he and a few officers on his bridge knew. It was a wild stunt, but one that could turn the tide of the battle. A few of his officers glanced at him, it was risky. The required timing of it could mean the difference between safety and total annihilation. If they didn't pull up at the right moment, all they would was enter a crash between two ships. VI: At what moment, sir? Harrison: Just wait for my signal.