By Tim Sevenhuysen
Posted May 29, 2012
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The Galactic Pelican hummed into life and rose into the air, shedding snow drifts from its wings. The sun was sinking lower in the frigid sky, and the rumblings of battle-eager yetis could be heard from the hold.
“Hold on back there, everyone,” said Tic Bolter over the intercom. “Gal: hit the cloak.”
The invisible Pelican coasted in over downtown and settled into a low hover above Haglyn’s old pawn shop. The rear ramp whirred open, and Eilk’s voice resounded: “Yetis! To war!”
A dozen of the massive beasts roared ferociously and leapt out onto the roof of the pawn shop, the tails of their red headbands flying in the wind.
The moment the ramp was shut, Tic sent the Pelican soaring into the sky and disengaged the cloaking field. Dunter’s headquarters erupted into activity, spewing out jets and Liberati fighters like wasps from a hive.
Before the enemies could get into firing range, Tic headed back down over the city. The enemy ships gave chase, and Tic and the others watched through a rear-facing camera…
One by one, their pursuers began to fall from the sky, their cockpits, wings, and fuselages collapsing under a barrage of slingshot-propelled Gortinawa acid. In just one pass, the yetis took out five jets and three Liberati fighters.
“That’ll divide their attention a little, eh?” smirked Overard.
“Looks like it,” agreed Tic, watching as the rest of the enemy ships peeled off in disarray, seeking to escape the unexpected threat.
“The question is,” said Milly, “will it be enough to get us inside?”
Tic gripped the control stick. “Let’s find out…”
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