Sunday, December 1, 2019

Phydeaux Kaknine: First Command.


Phydeaux is assuming his first command.
Completed inter-species officer training at the top of the class. The ape Chi Chi Gabbon was right on his heels the entire course, hopes he never has to see the haughty Simian again.
The Royal Naval yard is huge.
Some of the ships there could hold up to 100 groups of Marines.
Not Phydeaux’s, his ship is brand new, a light Terrier designed for maneuverability and bristling with weapons.
As his shuttle arrives and docks with the ship he battles to keep his tail still. 
Straightens his back and strides directly to the bridge.
The watch command barks "Captain on Deck" massive Marines snap to attention.
Phydeaux pauses in front of each Dog, memorizes their name and scent.
He's impressed.
Most other Marines are about 19 cm taller than their captain, but this crew is elite. 
Dane and Greyhound stock.
Fast movers.
Shock troops.
Lean.
Dangerous.
Like him.
As he takes the measure of the last of the present bridge Crew Phydeaux speaks for the first time since coming on board. 
Motions for a crewdog to open the shipwide coms.
"This is Captain Phydeaux Kaknine. I won't try to impress you today. Won't rattle off battles."
Licks his chops before he continues.
"Everything that I have done before today doesn't count. It's unimportant because today I become your captain I'm responsible for you. I cannot guarantee that once we leave the slip you will all return to Padonia. I can guarantee we will kill cockroaches by the billion."
 Dogs across the the ship begin to bark softly in unison.
"We will become the scourge of the puppy eaters, we will strike fast, and hard."
36 hours later the RMS Throatbone heads towards the Sol system.
3 Weeks have passed.
Phydeaux's ship speeds towards Orion's #belt
The travel time hasn't gone to waste, Phydeaux has gotten to know his officers, he has picked their brains and spent hours studying how the insects fight in the vacuum.
He's spent a lot of time in the gym. 
Phydeaux has fought the enormous insects Paw to Claw, Teeth to Mandible. 
Has instructors teaching his Marines how to rip through the armored bodies. 
They're fine dogs and the young captain has no doubt that they will make a great showing. 
Ship comes out of FTL.
The Alligator's space station is enormous. 
It's obvious that it has been attacked often. 
The station has been battered.
Looks burned. 
Nearly crippled.
Somehow the Alligator space port is still in orbit of their hot planet. 
Swamps, islets, and high-tech buildings made to resemble #wood coat the entire surface. 
Phydeaux orders his ship to dock. 
Right beside 25 Simian vessels. 
Before the Navigator and pilot can put the Throatbone into it's assigned #slip, systems alert that the station is under attack. Phydeaux's commands soon have he and his marines literally between the approaching roaches and the Alligators home planet. 
Ape ships join in. 
The black sea of space is filled with the Roaches ships. 
The Alligator vessels are tough and can take a lot of punishment but they are slow. 
The Simians and Dogs do their #part to slow the seemingly endless flow of insect ships. Metal teeth and plasma fire continuously.
Insect ships just keep coming
Phydeaux is determined not to lose, not this battle, not today. 
The "Biters", massive rail type guns that fire 2800 rounds of metal teeth per minute, are working to disable more of the attacking horde. 
Simian weapons are the most effective against them, Microwave bursts leave each ship hit by them a repository of fried insects.
The battle lasts for 4 days.
Canine, Simian, and Reptiles are all tired but they have driven the roaches back into their space.
Phydeaux has shown that he deserves his command position.



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