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Creator this storm wasn’t going to be as bad.
The storm gained on them and it seemed it was on them faster than they expected. Zeck ordered the storm sails up as the first squalls blew up on them. The ship leaned but continued moving northeast. The downpour arrived and Zeck blew out a breath. He knew the pickets wouldn’t take a chance of remaining out to sea. They would move to the harbor and wait for the storm to pass. Rory stood up to move below deck and looked at Zeck, “Does this ship have a name?”
Zeck smiled, “Her name is ‘Storm Chaser.’”
Rory chuckled, “Now that’s an appropriate name for her.”
Zeck laughed and steered the ship north. He felt incredibly alive. He kept the ship in the mist of the storm and rode the waves. The crew stared at their ship commander and saw the gleam in his eye and the determined smile. The ship rolled and rode a new wave as it crashed over the bow.
The Storm Chaser moved inexorably forward while the Destroyer picket ships ran for the safety of their harbor. Zeck moved through the rough waters like he owned them. He finally saw the distant cliffs and yelled for the sea anchors to be dropped. He whipped the ship around and had the rear facing land as the second anchor was dropped and played out. The storm blew over and past the ship that was rolling on the waves. Night fell and the winds continued to blow into the next morning. The next evening the winds diminished and the Destroyer picket ships moved out of their harbor. The picket headed north passed the stern of the ship and never saw its camouflaged rear deck. Zeck finally turned the wheel over to Jamison and told Rory he should start his scouting quickly. The winds were going to shift out of the east soon after the storm blew over. Getting their gliders over the Destroyer city was going to become difficult once that shift happened.
Rory nodded and said, “We’ll be leaving at nightfall, Captain.”
Zeck nodded and stumbled into his quarters and was asleep before he managed to get out of his soaked clothes. Three members of the crew put dry clothes on him and allowed him to sleep. Jamison knew he had to keep the Storm Chaser’s stern pointed toward the northern Picket. He had the rear anchor pulled and used the storm sail to keep the stern pointed toward the distant cliffs.
• • •
Rory called Johnathan and Tyler over, “We don’t know what defenses the Destroyers have set up.” He looked at Tyler, “You have directions to the house of the slave?”
“I do.”
“Do not land inside the city’s buildings.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t know that this is something to worry about but there is a possibility that they may have determined that we attacked their fleets from the air.”
Johnathan’s eyes narrowed, “You think there might be structures above the city to stop us?”
“I don’t know, John. But we don’t know what we’re going to find. Just don’t take any chances.” Rory looked at Tyler, “You don’t need to worry about scouting. Get in and try to take the slave out. If it can’t be done, so be it. Johnathan and I will scout out the enemy’s positions.”
Tyler nodded, looked at John who nodded, and turned back to Rory, “How long do I have to make this happen. “We’ll be leaving in forty-eight hours. Do not allow the Destroyers access to your glider pack!”
“I understand, Sir.”
“Tyler, this is critical.”
“I’ll prevent it, no matter what the cost, Rory.”
Rory put his hand on Tyler’s shoulder and smiled, “I know you will. Let’s get moving.”
• • •
Tyler watched Rory and Johnathan lift off the stern deck and he waited for them to rise above the ship. He smiled and ran at his fastest speed toward the rail on the opposite side of the rear deck. He jumped and pushed off it with his right leg. He released his glider as he jumped and immediately began rising as he felt the wind blowing in his face.
Tyler weighed a hundred and fifty pounds and
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