Richard Wallace quickly blocked a blow from the Jem'Hadar phaser rifle. The Jem'hadar over extended his attack, and Wallace saw the opportunity. He kicked the Jem'hadar's leg in the knee, causing him to buckle, to his knees. Wallace using his Mek'leth , he slammed the blade across the base of the neck, cutting very deeply almost to the bone.
Out of the corner of Wallace's eye, he say another Jem'hadar come at him from left side, with a fixed bayonet. Richard quickly kicked and connected his boot to the Jem'Hadar's stomach. The Jem'Hadar dropped his weapon, he feel back about a foot. Richard turned and pulled out his hand phaser and fired a single shot, the shot found it's mark, and the Jem'hadar vaporized.
With his heart racing and breathing rapid, Wallace looked around and saw that Anderson was fighting hand to hand with a Jem'Hadar, and another was going to fire a shot into Anderson's back. Wallace aimed his phaser and pushed the button. The power pack was empty.
Damn.Wallace thought to himself. He then hurled his mek'leth. The weapon flew through the air, and stuck in the Jem'Hadar's back. The Jem'hadar yield in pain, and fell dead.
Chief Anderson managed to fire his phaser into the enemy's stomach. Wallace looked around and saw three Star fleet personnel alive, but wounded. Anderson had a gash on his right side, Kelvin was laying on the floor with a shoulder wound. Wallace had a phaser shot in the fore arm. His forehead had a cut some 3 inches wide. Lieutenant Sovick was laying on the deck not moving. But the up and down motion his chest made, showed he was alive.
Wallace walked over and pulled out his Mek'leth, and walked over to tactical, and help support Anderson, who was bleeding rather badly. "You ok, John?"
"Not really Boss."Anderson said trying to fall to his knee.
"Wallace to medical teams, we need a Medic, quickly." Wallace said putting his wounded Security officer, to the ground where he was using the counsel as a back rest. Wallace then and checked the tactical read out.
Most of the Jem'hadar had been killed or were in the process of being killed, or captured. Richard then saw that the Jem'Hadar ships pulled back and the Hirogen were left alone. The battle was being won to Wallace's surprise. The Hirogen then pulled out and went to warp 5.
"Wallace to Midway."
[Midway here, Commander Daniels here]
"Where is Captain Porlick?"
[Sick bay, sir.]
"Are you able to attack the Hirogen?"
[No sir, we are bad shape warp drive is off-line, we have 45 wounded, 12 dead.]
Wallace felt bad at the news, but knew it was war and noone could come out alive, in battle. He then asked."Any survivors from the Arizona?"
[Yes sir three escape pods. Also 2 escape pods from the Son'a ship.]
"Okay pick them up and come in."
The Door to the command deck door open up, and Wallace came to a defensive posture. The medic jumped back, scared at the site of a bloody knife. Wallace then put his weapon down, and went over to OPS, and pressed the internal communications channel."This is Wallace stand down alert."
Three hours had past, and most of the wounded were on the station. Banshee had returned, and Garek. Wallace was in the commerce section where scores of wounded were. Most were from the Sutherland. Wallace looked down and saw men, and women with no legs or arms. Blood was in pools, and stained the carpet.
Wallace had a field dressing on his arm, as walked passed a medic, and was wanting the casualty report. He seemed not to care for his own wound. "Chief report."
The Chief was a medic, and very experienced, at his job."Sir there are over 210 wounded here, most from the Sutherland, and from when the Jem'hadar boarded.
"The Sutherland is no condition to treat wounded?" Wallace asked walking by a wounded man with no legs.
"They are overflowed, Charrin told the CMO on the Sutherland to beam the less sever cases here" The medic said tending to a wounded man.
Richard walked past a damage control team, and walked over to the view port. He saw debris floating around the area in front of the station. Wallace felt rather guilty, as he saw specks floating and could make out the out lines of bodies floating in space.
"Hey Captain." A female voice said from the rear Richard turned and saw Lieutenant Carter.
Carter had a sullen look on her face, but seemed to be happy. More then less cause of her report she was going to give.
"Yes Lieutenant."Wallace seemed very distant and concerned.
"Sir we I mean Banshee is fine . We suffered no losses sir. We took out a Son'a Capital ship."
"I want your squadron to patrol the area around hear, over the next several hours. I want you guys to have 5 hours rest first.
Right now we are at 43% strength." Wallace said walking away and to the turbo lift, Carter followed. It was a quite trip, Wallace stared at the door and said nothing. He seemed to be a million miles away.
"I herd you killed 7 Jem'Hadar." Carter said.
"What?!!" Wallace said as the turbo lift stopped. he stepped off into the wrecked command deck. Carter did too, as most of her squadron was there.
"Captain on the Deck."Max said as Wallace stepped up to his office door.
"What time is it?" Wallace asked
"0450 hours." Jo responded, standing by the OPS table.
Wallace thought and did the math in his head he had been up over 24 hours. He felt tired, and then wonder what Banshee was doing on the command deck. "hey don't you guys have a rest period now." Wallace said looking at Carter.
"Yes sir briefing my team sir. Shouldn't you be asleep too."
"Nonsense a Captain sleep, get real. Don't you know we are made out of dead officers, and spare body parts at the acadamy." Wallace said giving a chuckle stepping to this office.
Wallace stepped into his office, which was in rather good shape, and clean. Only a few chairs had been knocked over. Richard quickly straiten the chairs. He picked up a PADD and tried to write a report but couldn't. His mind was on the dead, wounded, and his destroyed ship.