The Maintenance Man another repair 4
Mark’s anger hadn’t dampened the least bit, he could feel the heat of it coursing through his body. Walking out of the make shift control/war room, Mark went through his bag finding his comp. Activating it he waited for a few minutes till the face of the Imperial Space force leader appeared on it. “How close are you,” Mark asked tight lipped, “We managed to take out 241 ships including 2 of their command ships, thing is, from what I’ve seen, they have well over 20,000 ships out there.” Pounding his fist on the desk the Space force leader replied, “20,000? Damn it! They are committing their whole damn fleet. They must feel awful confident to come in full force like this. We have a small contingent coming your way but it will be tomorrow …