Chapter 6
As soon as he heard Nakai’s announcement that blast-off was imminent, Jamison widened the view on his vid screen and adjusted his laser gun to its longest range setting. His view did not show much, but from what he saw, it looked like people were running around frantically on the ground. Were they some of the Native Americans desperate to board or soldiers trying to halt their escape? Not knowing, he would not shoot until ordered to do so. An officer paced the weapon section behind him, listening to something on a headphone and peering over shoulders at each vid screen.
The ship shuddered, a loud clang reverberated throughout, and then the crushing force of acceleration pinned Jamison to his seat. They were lifting, hard and fast. The old Terran jet jockey phrase “full military
