*Author's Note: This a continuation of a tale with my good friend
@Mim1986 *
Outside the Chair Room, SG-8 and Major Troy came under fire from another Lucian Alliance squadron.
“Troy, take the left flank, see if you can catch them in the crossfire!” cried Major Braden.
“On it, Pat,” replied Will. He moved to a large barrel and ducked behind it. He had a good line of sight to the enemy. Major Braden then directed Lt. Lamb to move up where Nyssa had positioned herself earlier. This created a choke point to trap the enemy.
“Engage and destroy!” ordered Major Braden. Rifles began to fire. The corridor became engulfed in smoke and the air was filled with the rancid smell of gunpowder. The rat-a-tat-tat of rifles filled the corridor, punctuated by the blasts of Staff Weapons and Zat’nik’tels.