Bael stepped forward and offered, “If the captain would allow us access to our comms on our shuttle, we can ferry cryo-units for every escape pod.”
Locke nodded, “Yes, and once jettisoned, the shuttle can tractor them to safety beyond the blast.”
“And your ship captain,” Vargus asked, “Will it survive the blast,”
“Frosty will keep her together. When we’re ready, I will radio the Amethyst and give them a heads up,”
Vargus led the Motley crew through the belly of the Karama towards Cargo Bay 3.
Clicking his comm-device Vargus called, “Commander Goshen, this is Vargus,”
“Aye, Captain.”
“Status?”
“Holding steady – shields are holding.”
“Good. Recall the security detail from Cargo 3,”
“Sir?”
“Do it. And send to Grenna ship: “The prisoners have been released and to standby for further instructions from their landing-party,” Vargus ordered, “Vargus out!”
“Thank you, captain,” Locke said, “We’re screwed without your help,”
“Don’t thank me yet, the crew will not like where this is going,”
“We’ll get through this,”