“Have they targeted us?” the General asked quickly.
“I don’t think so sir, the debris must be shielding us!” Jackson said.
What to do what to do. These are the reasons why not everyone can be a General. To fire on this ship who may or may not be the enemy. This could be the savior who is helping their planet or very well be its destroyer.
“Mr. Kurr, keep us in this debris field without damaging the ship if possible,” ordered the general.
“Aye Sir” replied Kurr.
“Jackson,” asked the General as he leaned close to the reinforced glass, “can we identify the ship?”
Pressing a few buttons on his console Jackson’s efforts were replied with a nasty beep, “That’s a negative Sir. We’ve never encountered a ship like this before.”
All the General could do at the moment was release a grin. He turned to face the men, all at their consoles, “Mr. Kurr you have the helm.”
“Aye General,” responded Kurr.
It was still their getting to know each other stage. The crew and the ship had only recently been assigned.