Tuesday’s tale, 5/2/2017.

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Alright, I’m here. Five minutes on the clock, and away we go:

The pirate ship did detect the launch of course. Even an old garbage scow would manage that, and pirates who couldn’t detect propellant launches wouldn’t eat. In seconds the response came; two missiles (which surprised him, as he expected more) and pulse lasers attempting to paint his hull.

The lasers were pointless of course, they would never raise enough heat to thwart his ship’s panels before he moved. The missiles were the real problem, and from the way the ship was maneuvering it had to have a slug thrower of some kind, probably in the nose.

I set my ship to skate along the crater and fired more chaff, right into what the computer calculated was the path of the pulse lasers. That was enough to defeat the missiles, even with the improved targeting.

Well, it would have been if they had been heat or signature guided. Instead, it seemed as if the missiles fired were being guided by a human.

Perhaps by radio signal.

I didn’t have jamming technology, not on the scale needed to stop a ship transmitter, but maybe I could make do.

And that is it for the week; Time elapsed is right at five minutes. The finale for this one should be next week. See you then.

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