Her eyes were huge and blue-gray, mirroring the angry storm. Kralik reached for her arm to urge her to safety, and then something struck the bow with a great crack. The Samsumaru shuddered and shards of metal exploded outward.
* * *
Oppuk fell forward at the impact, flinging his arms out so that he sprawled across the metal deck in a most undignified fashion. Hands were pulling him back onto his feet even before his head stopped ringing. He blinked hard, trying to make the scene before him come together.
The laser mount was gone, along with its crew of three. A human missile had made a direct hit. He realized with a start that Drinn was speaking to him, but he couldn’t make the words out over the white-noise in his ears. He shook the helping hands off and took up baffled-incomprehension so that Drinn left off the useless talking.
Another explosion came, somewhere out of sight, shuddering the ship again. The immediate impact seemed smaller, but the part of Oppuk’s brain that was still functioning knew the damage was worse. That missile had struck at or near the trawler’s waterline.
With a groan that even he could make out, the trawler settled over windward. The deck pitched and he had to flail for balance. His gaze fell upon his arm and he realized a piece of metal shrapnel had sliced the flesh. Orange blood dripped down his forearm and then was diluted by the rain. He had been injured, yet had not even felt it.
Drinn was already trying to dress the wound, but he was in no mood to be fussed over. “Where are they?” he shouted over the noise inside his head. “I want them exterminated! Down to the last one!”
Aille krinnu ava Pluthrak ran past, sidearm drawn, headed for what was left of the bow rail, his attention trained on something in the water below. Oppuk shook his head and suddenly could hear a little better. It was a motor, he realized, a small one and close.
All three of the escorts swooped low over the listing trawler, but didn’t fire this time. What was wrong with them, he raged. Was everyone under his command incompetent these days? Didn’t they realize he held their lives, as well as their honor, in his hand? Had they lost all sense of vithrik?
The escorts banked and swung back again, still holding their fire. He turned to Drinn. “Establish a link!” he said. “Order them to fire!”
Drinn’s body went rigid, executing the most neutral of stances. “They cannot!” he shouted over the wind and the rain and the ringing in Oppuk’s head.
“They most certainly can!” He drew his own sidearm and glared up at the banking scout ships. “If they do not, I will shoot them down myself!”
“But, Governor,” Drinn said, eyes ablaze with strong emotion, “the attacker has come alongside. They cannot fire without hitting us too!”
Chapter 22
Aille fired down at the humans in the fragile craft bobbing in the water below, but the wind spoiled his aim. Then something exploded down in the engine room and the trawler heeled over into a severe list. He lost his balance and tumbled backwards, sliding into Yaut, and then together with him into the forecastle wall.
Before he could regain his feet, the attackers were firing up the side of the trawler in preparation for boarding. He recognized the distinctive chattering sound of the weapons, having observing his jinau use similar weapons in training. What humans called “automatic weapons” or “machine guns.” Commandant Kaul had made disparaging remarks about the primitive devices, but Aille did not share his opinion. Under these conditions, the human weapons were at least as effective as those of the Jao.
Flattening his ears, he motioned to Kralik, who was on his hands and knees, trying to scramble upright. “Contact our unit back on shore,” he said. “Order them to pick us up. This ship is going down.”
Kralik’s brow creased. “They didn’t bring sea transport,” he said even as he reached for his com. “But I’ll see what I can do.”
He began firing off rapid instructions. They were only half intelligible to Aille, leaving aside the unfamiliar human military jargon, above the rising roar of the wind and waves. In addition, the crew was shouting and weapons-fire continued in sporadic bursts.