"Sir! The Velucian ship loses way as we do!" An officer on the bridge shouts.

The Capitaine glances across to the destroyer, watching it slow. "Are we still losing speed?"

"Yes sir."

"I would not see both of our ships sitting helpless, watching each other. Helm! Turn hard, into the enemy ship! I would force a boarding." The Capitaine smiles, while his bridge crew looks on in shock. "Sir?" The helmsman inquires.

"You heard my orders. Carry them out. Quartermaster! Gather your riflemen, you will take their bridge." The Capitaine pauses for a moment after the Quartermaster's acknowledgement as the ship comes around towards the destroyer. "Launch one of the lifeboats." The tactical officer turns around.

"For what purpose sir?"

"When the lifeboats are launched, their emergency transponders activate automatically. I would have command know that we are in a predicament and hopefully send assistance." Sudden realization dawns on his face. "Radar! Where are those Velucian frigates!?"

Meanwhile, a lifeboat is simply dropped into the water, its emergency transponder immediately activating and sending out two signals. One on open frequencies to all ships in the area, another on a particular frequency broadcasting to Fleet Command.

A radar technician speaks up. "Closing fast sir! They have reduced the distance considerably."