Аннотация
“WE’RE PUTTING A STOP TO THIS.”
SULU SAID. “NOW.
Asher, take us into the path of those blasts, between the Neyel ship and the Tholian settlement.”
Chekov moved toward the command chair and leaned in. “Please tell me you a have a plan,” he said quietly.
“If we lost only seven percent of our shield capacity from the previous attack, then we ought to be able to sustain another few direct hits without serious damage. And that may buy some time for the Tholians down there.”
“You hope,” Chekov finished for him. “If that first volley they fired at us really was only a warning shot ...”
“I can’t just allow the wanton slaughter of those people down there, Pavel. And if we can stop the attack without having to open fire ourselves ...”
“Big gamble,” Chekov said.
“I know,” Sulu told him. He studied the viewer as the Neyel ship, with its long, weapons-festooned hull, loomed steadily larger i...
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