Zhou ordered his rusted and ugly ship to reverse thrust and begin a retreat and try out run the Evergreen as it had before when he saw it coming for him, but his momentum had been too strong, trying to catch up to the eager Captain of the carrier. The old pirate ship carried on heading forward, only slowing slightly as its engines fought fruitlessly against the momentum. The Evergreen's newer more advanced engines easily out manoeuvred the charging vessel, dodging to port, she ran along the flanks of the old ship, firing her cannons wildly, Zhou and his bridge crew were thrown from their stations as the tremors of the ionized weapons impacted the skin and now exposed interiors of his ship. The Evergreen erupted with cheers as the engines of the old ship exploded and forced the rear thrusters to float away, caught in the planets gravity well.
On the bridge of the Evergreen, Solomon paced with his jaw clenched, watched as the hunk of bent and broken metal vessel fell away from the body of the engines, "Attach to it. Keep it up here, we're going in." he said as a matter of fact. Nobody argued. They knew his blood had risen, and that no objection would reach his reasoning. "Eve, assemble what's left of the first company and the entire ninth and tenth companies. We're going over."
The Evergreen manoeuvred to the starboard side of the damaged engine-less ship. The damage brought forth from the Evergreen's guns seemed to have disabled the weapons on the vessel. The Engine had now made planet fall and could be seen as a spurt of flame making a b-line for the planet below. As the slender ship brought itself parallel with the other, Boarding bridges extended from her flank and attached themselves with spiked clamps into the bent metal flesh of the pirate craft. Teams of engineers in yellow armour rushed out along the walkways to the skin of the other ship and welded the boarding bridges into place, once complete, a smooth skin was created outside and soon became airtight and gravity was created with breathable air. The skin, a self sealing gel that could withstand most punishment and simply heal the impact hole unless it was too catastrophic to be repaired. The engineers made their way back, slinging their heat guns over their shoulders and dragging their fuel cannisters with them. Solomon stood at the door leading into the boarding bridge, waiting for the door to open, his weapon shouldered. "Eve, the engineers were done ages ago. What's taking so long?" he growled, his anger rising by the second. Eve answered him via his personal radio channel. "With the Captain Commander not fit to command at this current time, and you have not named a second, you are the commander of this vessel, sir. I cannot allow you to put yourself in unjust danger off this ship." Solomon shook his head and spat out some colourful names at Eve. "Tantrum all you like, sir. That door is not opening for you. Or your company for that matter." Lyra came to Solomon's side, "Sir, breathe." was all she whispered and Solomon complied. Finally seeing his irresponsible actions of wanting to go over himself. "Tenth and Ninth Companies. Engage with boarding procedure. Report everything back. Everything. First Company is standing down. I'm going to get a coffee. Eve's orders." sighed Solomon and a prompt acknowledgement came through. Solomon gave the remaining companies aboard ordered to standby for any attacks, half heartedly, he slunk back to his leather chair in the luxury of the bridge.