The alarm made a loud noise that filled the small ship. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! On the main viewer, the red dot of the Syndicate scout drone was getting closer to their ship.
"They will start shooting as us any minute from now.," the ship's tactical officer called out, his voice sounding so terrified. "Our shields won't be able to stop a direct shot from its energy weapon"
Vanessa looked from the approaching drone to the dead shell of Nomad floating just outside their ship. Then she looked at Jonah, who was sitting in the middle of the bridge, with his eyes closed and his face pale but determined.
"Ariana, we have to abort this operation," Vanessa said, her voice urgent. "We can try to run. If we start the transfer now, we'll be a sitting duck!"
