Re: **Action** - \"Suicide Welshman\"

Who: Peter Marwood
Where: Shuttle Bay One & A Space Eagle
When: After Jed's Phone call
Within Seconds of the Captain's Call, Peter was across the Bay and
into a Space Eagle. He pulled on his Flight Helmet, switched on the
Retro's and blasted out of Blue Dwarf.
In the distance he could see the dustbowl that was New Texas, and a
dozen or so colossal, Gun-Metal pipes stretching away into infinity
from the planet's barren surface. Against the bleakness of Space he
could see a small ship hurtling to the nearest pipeline.
"Holly, can you identify that ship flying towards the pipelines?" he
asked the onboard link to Holly.
"It appears to be an old Class One Ship to Surface Vessel Pete."
chimed Holly. "But it appears to have had some major modifications
made to its original design."
"What kind of changes?"
"Well, its Engine seems to have been considerably enhanced, those
old class One's were usually outrun by stationary objects."
"Cheers Holly" said Peter "Oh, one last thing Hol, what are those
small boxes attached all over the ship?"
"Oh, their Nuclear Warheads" replied Holly, matter of factly.
"What? Smeging Hell!" was Peter's reply, as he programmed the Space
Eagle for greater Speed. Within Seconds he was in range of the Enemy
Vessel.
"Holly, open hailing frequencies and send a broadcast out to the
Ship"
"Link Established" replied Holly
"This is Lieutenant Peter Marwood of the Jupiter Mining Corporation
Vessel Blue Dwarf. Power down your engines or I shall fire upon you."
The Ship continued on unabated, leaving Peter with no other option.
He pressed his finger to the trigger button and the laser cannons on
each side of the Eagle, unleashed a battery of red hot energy upon
the enemy craft. One of the lasers hit one of the warheads strapped
to the side, the ship exploded in Surreal burst of light and heat,
Peter had to shield his eyes from the blast it was so powerful.
"Holly, any damage to the Space Eagle?" he asked after the light
from the explosion had subsided.
"Aside from some heat damage to the hull, no" came the computers
reply.
"Ok. Inform Control that the Hostile Craft has been destroyed, and
that Im making my way back to the Dwarf." he informed Holly.
"Pete. I've just registered two other vessels leaving a nearby
Planetoid. They appear to also be carrying Nuclear Warheads. Oh and
their heading towards the pipelines intended for New France and New
Ireland. Do you want me to tell Blue Dwarf to launch some more
fighters?" inquired the Computer.
"No time, plot a course for the nearest of the ships" asked Peter,
taking command of the situation. "But tell Blue Dwarf to scramble
the Ship Defence Crew, they may try and Kamikaze the Dwarf."
The Space Eagle hurtled towards the enemy ships, who were hurtling
closer and closer to their intended targets. Peter hit the button
for Ship's weapons, hitting the vessel square in the side.
"YEE-HA!" cried Peter, he'd been hanging around the Captain too much.
Meanwhile, the other ship heading for New France hurtled closer and
closer to its target.
"Come on, Come on" Peter thought aloud as he tried to get the Eagle
closer. But it was too late. The Smaller Craft hit the France-bound
pipe and exploded in what was best described as a Jackson Pollock in
Space. The Pipe buckled and twisted, dropping away into Space, the
Black Oil spilling into the Space briefly before the shutdown
overrides kicked in.
"Oh Smeg" was all Peter could think. The French were not going to
like this.
<Tag Onion, or whoever's continuing the storyline>