Dirk adjusted his space suit. He wasn’t used to
fighting aliens in zero gravity. He was more of a
terrain fighter. He looked around the spaceship.
Three Zorlak warriors were splattered against
the wall. He pressed the communi-button. A
second later a voice spoke into the cabin,
“Commander Dirk, how may I support you?”
Dirk smirked and replied, “We need someone to
clean up an awful mess in here. I’m in the
control chamber by the engine room