...you just need to be faster than your ally.
Stardate 2272.251 Klingon/Mirak Border.
Decrypted communication log, USS Molly Hatchet F-DVL Dreadnought, Captain Dizzy commanding.
USS Molly Hatchet, F-DVL Battle log partial entry 117135; Time Stamp 0420:45 Hrs.
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"Damage report!" Dizzy screamed. Smoke filled the air and choked the lungs of the bridge crew. The ship shuddered from another phaser impact.
"Warp engines offline! We have impulse power only. APR and Batteries are at 50%. Superstructure is intact, but we're not gonna hold together much longer if we keep getting hit like this," replied the science officer.
"Have you discovered why we are taking double damage from every hit?" Dizzy steadied himself... the gavitational generators struggled to keep pace with the ship's erratic manuevers.
"Negative captain, only a theory. I believe we are in an unstable warp pocket that is amplifying all the weapons fire. But there's nothing anyone can do about it. It's all over this sector."
"Navigator, tactical. I want to see the position of those Klingon cruisers."
"Aye, captain, on screen."
The screen changed to show 2 enemy klingon cruisers bearing down of the GCS Firestorm G-BF commanded by Captain Karnak. Another G-BF under the command of Captain DieHard was some 20k away with the Molly Hatchet between it and the cruisers. All three Alliance ships were heavily damaged.
"Sensors detecting antimatter containment discharge in the GCS Firestorm, sir... She's going critical..."
"Target the lead cruiser and drop scatter pack!"
Karnak's G-BF blew to pieces as the two attacking klingon cruisers passed through the brilliant white light and debris of the G-BF. Turning through it toward the Molly Hatchet, their disruptor glowed red and fired again.
"Damage to the aft hull... shuttle bay has been destroyed! But we got the scatterpack off..." The science officer couldn't keep up with the damage reports to the ship. It was looking bad, very bad.
Captain Dizzy whirled to the comms officer. "Open a channel to Die Hard", he ordered.
"Channel open sir."
"DH, What have you got? Fire something at the lead cruiser! Anything! Hurry! They are both bearing down on me!!!"
"Plasma away! I've got nothing else! I'm a burning wreck! We need to get out of here! NOW!"
"What about that Mauler you captured... where the hell is it?"
"Uhhh... damnit it's heading off. I'll switch bridge controls to remotely command it from this bridge..."
The 1st Klingon cruiser already damaged by combat was able to only knock down several of the scatterpack drones. The remaining and the plasma torpedo from the surviving BF gutted the cruiser and she came to a dead stop.
"YES!" Dizzy lept forward and grabbed the bridge rails. "Burn in hell you Klingon Bastards!"
"Captain, the other Klingon cruiser is coming around and firing..."
Phaser fire and disruptors tore through the already weakened shields. The Molly Hatchet shuddered and lurched her hull aglow in fire and twisted metal.
"What's left?" Dizzy asked.
"We still have manuevering impulse and some transporters..."
"What is the marine count on that Klingon Cruiser..." Dizzy knew there were still options...
"12. Not few enough to capture her in time."
Meanwhile the captured Klingon Mauler was turning back into the fray to assist the damaged Alliance vessels.
"Captain Dizzy, there's something you should know... DH's G-BF is on computer control as his bridge is controlling the Mauler. The computer has turned the BF toward the Klingon ship and it has stopped firing at us and is firing at the BF."
"Assessment", Dizzy ordered.
"Apparently the Klingon is targeting the nearest enemy ship."
Dizzy thought for a moment then suddenly stood up in excitement. "Helmsman... FULL SPEED AHEAD! Get us out of here!"
"Aye sir... pulling ahead of the BF..."
"Captain Dizzy, the Mauler is resuming it's previous course away from the battle and the BF is attempting to out run us, sir..."
Dizzy turned toward the comms officer. "What? Open channel to the BF. Die Hard, what the hell are you doing?"
A Tbomb materialized behind the Molly Hatchet.
kaBOOM! "Anti-matter detonation off the aft hull! Severe damage to aft hull! Point Defense phasers offline..."
Dizzy whirled back to the nav station. "How is that possible? the Klingon cruiser is too far away to drop a..."
"DieHard, you Bastard!" Dizzy jumped over to the transporter panel and frantically worked the controls.
A Tbomb materialized behind the G-BF. Another appeared behind the Molly Hatchet. Back and forth until 6 Tbombs had been deployed and both ships were utterly crippled side by side helpless as the Klingon cruiser closed in for the kill.
"You traitorious bastard, DH!"
A salvo of Klingon drones impacted the G-BF and turned it into a supernova that engulfed the Molly Hatchet ripping her apart as well all in one big explosion.
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