The Killing Fields (Part 2 of 6) |
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It was 02:00, and Lieutenants Harris and Toran were at it heavily in the conference room. The empty cups of coffee littered the table as Toran sat rubbing his eyes. He had taken upon himself to unzip his tunic and let it flop around. He studied the PADDS which contained reports of previous Borg encounters, "Sir we can destroy the borg ships easily. However we can't fight the drones. Somehow they will find a way to beam aboard once they realize the cubes are in danger of being destroyed" Toran said to Harris through his hands. Harris tried his hardest to think what to do to fight a lone drone. He knew that standard phasers would be ineffective especially once they adapt to the frequencies, even if they are modulated. *Have to think of past experience.* He thought then remembered something Commander Worf telling Starfleet of an encounter he and Captain Jean-Luc Picard had on the *Enterprise*. They had used old technology and actual hand to hand combat. "That's it!" Harris blurted. It actually startled Toran. "What?" "Computer how long would it take to replicate 20th century Earth firearms and ammunition and edged weapons?" <Define Parameters.> "Lieutenant Harris what are you thinking?" Toran asked. Lieutenant Rashad walked in to the room hearing Toran's question. "Hi guys. Was wondering how you were coming?" "Well, Lieutenant, Lieutenant Harris has come up with something but won't seem to share the wealth." He said pointing over to Harris. "Really?" Ignoring the short dialogue between the two, Lieutenant Harris continued his solo thoughts, "Hunting Knives and MP5s with about 400 rounds per rifle. Also 100 9mm Beretas with 80 rounds per pistols and even Colt AR-15 assault rifles with also around 400 rounds. " <This will take approximately 4 hours and 20 seconds to accomplish. .Power from both holodecks will be used to carry out operations.> "MP5s and Beretas?" Rashad asked. "Sir, What ?" Toran asked now a little perturbed. Harris finally explained what he had growing through his mind. After a moment, Rashad smiled and shook her head in agreement. Toran smiled and saw the genius in the plan. "That just might work," Toran said. "Computer, Locate Captain Devore?" <Captain Devore is on the Bridge.> |
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