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Five-Minute fiction - 00:39-00:44

Three minutes! Thrope heard someone shout and he check the digital readout on his wrist to confirm.

The shuttle bay erupted into a flurry of activity as all the last minute preparations were made. Weapons were checked readied, and flight suits were checked one last time. Thrope scooped his helmet up from his seat and slotted it over his head. He waited patiently as the seals processed their checks. One by one the red lights turned green. The wait was agonizingly slow, and Thrope always wondered what the point was. This long left exposed to the void of a vacuum and youd be dead for sure. But finally the lights turned green and he turned to see the rest of the team slotting their helmets on as well.

Insertion into a planetary system was no mean feat. Many planets took precautions against such daring attacks, and Pendol was no different. An immense power field could be erected to surround the planet. Wreathing it in a cloak of almost impenetrable energy. Thrope didnt know much about the physics of such things, but hed seen them in practice and knew how critical they could be