Chapter 33

Somewhere round the coordinates of Earth space are the vanguards of WDF spacefighters ships strategically positioned everywhere, Lt Phil Wilson and his men knew all too well. But the view from the exteriors of their cockpits had been nothing but the seemingly peaceful blanket of stars for the past couple of hours.

Ava had successfully eluded them all - the three men realised.

They had flown in silence for most of the 3 hours in space, their ships flying at their max hyperspeed of 30 kiometers per second, waiting for a command from HQ for their unprecedented situation, knowing that the enemy fleet is just a couple of hours trajectory from where they are, probably aware, in one way or another, of the rogue Earth unit that seemed to be headed their way. But there have been no movement from the adversaries as far as their radars are concerned...so far.

They are probably just waiting with their guns for these trivial pursuers to appear within sight and annihilate, Alec thought. What a sens