“Yes, sir.”
“A minute and we can make the jump tohyperspace, major,” the admiral said.
“Speed it up. Not sure we have aminute.”
“But if we leap we won’t know ifour PBB hits the target.”
“If it does, I’m sure theFederation will notice a star exploding. We don’t need a first-handview.” I said.
On the screen, a two blue lasers flaredas the missiles hit them. The light wavered, flicked off and on andslowed. It slowed for about fifteen seconds. But fifteen secondswasall we needed. Our PBB kept flying toward the sun, picking up speeddue to gravity. The blue lights, dimmer now, whirled around, as ifconfused. Ten seconds later, the deeper blue color returned andtheyzoomed toward their target.
“I don’t think the lasers can catchthe missile now. They don’t have enough time but it’s going to be
