Tom had been working hard on the ship's systems, trying to find something that he could get operating that would help them. Phasers were almost completely out of the question, as they were either all buried, powerless, or just not there, sheared off in their descent and crash landing. They had also been the first thing the Heraan had aimed for in their attack.
"GOT YA!" he yelled, as a small section of his screen started to show some fluctuating power readings.
"Sir!" he cried out to the Admiral. "I can get the deflector working for one short pulse. It'll fry out most of the circuits for the dish, but I can use it like a shock wave, and push the Heraan back. It'll take four minutes to charge the dish sufficiently for the pulse!"
The uncharacteristic outburst shocked him. Normally he was calm and collected, even in battle. He'd have to take some time out as soon as he could and calm his emotions. Though that would probably be quite a while.
=/\="Bridge to all Starfleet and Marine forces outside of the ship. Begin moving back towards the ship immediately. Try and get inside, or as close to the hull as you can. Bridge out."=/\=
He hoped that his trick would cause enough of a lull in the Heraan's offensive to allow the Marines to strike back. He noticed on the sensors though some life signals near the deflector dish. Anyone that close when the pulse went of would likely be killed.
=/\="Major. You'll have to start moving your Marines inside the ship, that close to the deflector dish on the outside of the ship......wouldn't be pleasant."=/\= he said. He knew there was a large hole in the dish, hopefully they could hold them off from just in there until he could initiate the pulse.
He began the painstaking process of charging the dish, ready for when the Admiral gave his approval, if he was concious enough to do so. He had taken a pretty bad strike to the head.
"GOT YA!" he yelled, as a small section of his screen started to show some fluctuating power readings.
"Sir!" he cried out to the Admiral. "I can get the deflector working for one short pulse. It'll fry out most of the circuits for the dish, but I can use it like a shock wave, and push the Heraan back. It'll take four minutes to charge the dish sufficiently for the pulse!"
The uncharacteristic outburst shocked him. Normally he was calm and collected, even in battle. He'd have to take some time out as soon as he could and calm his emotions. Though that would probably be quite a while.
=/\="Bridge to all Starfleet and Marine forces outside of the ship. Begin moving back towards the ship immediately. Try and get inside, or as close to the hull as you can. Bridge out."=/\=
He hoped that his trick would cause enough of a lull in the Heraan's offensive to allow the Marines to strike back. He noticed on the sensors though some life signals near the deflector dish. Anyone that close when the pulse went of would likely be killed.
=/\="Major. You'll have to start moving your Marines inside the ship, that close to the deflector dish on the outside of the ship......wouldn't be pleasant."=/\= he said. He knew there was a large hole in the dish, hopefully they could hold them off from just in there until he could initiate the pulse.
He began the painstaking process of charging the dish, ready for when the Admiral gave his approval, if he was concious enough to do so. He had taken a pretty bad strike to the head.