"Beep—"
"Beep—"
"Beep—"
Whether the incoming enemy intended to board or not, the commander of the transport fleet had triggered the alarms on all the ships.
After three alarms, an adult male's voice came from the broadcast:
"Suspicious mobile forces detected near the directed route, all units prepare for enemy engagement according to Emergency Plan BC-47. I repeat, suspicious mobile forces detected near the directed route..."
The staff on the heavy transport ship shed their white jumpsuits in the armory and slipped into black body suits scattered with numerous tiny metal discs.
Mechanical arms descended from the ceiling, opened equipment storage cabinets on the walls, and began attaching components of power armor to the staff.
In no time, the entire ship's staff had completed their armaments with the help of the mechanical arms.
They transformed into a squad of space marines, each clad in full power armor.
