The blast doors to the Jotunheim’s hangar were partly closed, so Fret’s line of sight onto the concourse was limited. Big plate glass windows looked out on the car park and workshops, so he had an obstructed view of what was going on outside. Closer, on the small stretch of visible concourse, there lay abandoned loader vehicles and cargo crates. 

The heavily armoured [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ce/8e/f2/ce8ef2b0537eccfb6a45d780dc05083f.jpg]LMG wielder[/url] had misjudged their position and had opened themselves up to being shot in the back from inside the hangar. Fret’s bullet hit his armour, forcing him up against the railing in front of where the plate glass had been before they’d shot through it. A well placed shot from the Israeli operators outside went through the guy’s neck, spraying blood everywhere.

For a few seconds from there, the gunfire died out. It was still deafening in the hangar, with sirens going off and screaming from the passengers as they jostled with each other to get onto the ramp leading into the Jotunheim’s cargo bay. But an eerie quiet descended on the entrance.

Then a black-clad hand appeared round one side, and threw a grey canister along the floor into the hangar. Acrid smoke began spilling out of it, obscuring visibility. It also released particles which scrambled sensors, complementing the military-grade comms jamming that had surrounded the hangar like a dome. 

After a few seconds, the smoke had expanded to fill the doorway. A machine gun poked around the corner and began firing into the space. Bullets pinged off the Jotunheim’s landing gear and other nearby surfaces.

If you’d been watching closely, you might have seen a black shape sprint across to take cover on the other side of the door, under the cover of the smoke and gunfire. You’d have also seen a tall [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a1/26/c2/a126c2f5f406e9c57948c5723268b75c.jpg]Norwegian riot police droid[/url] step out and start walking slowly into the hangar with its shield raised. The uplink light behind its head was flashing red, indicating a direct connection with someone close by.

Immediately after, still under cover of fire, [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3c/ba/a7/3cbaa7967880944938204c24f95e3a8f.jpg]three more men[/url] in snowy riot gear and ballistic face masks emerged into the smoke and tucked in behind the droid. The front two poked their guns out on either side and started shooting.

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Zeynap didn’t need to see what was in the smoke to know it was time to get the hell out of there. Unable to leave her crew behind, she disobeyed protocol and opened the airlock from the ship to their cargo/scouter craft bay. The cold wind hit her instantly, chilling her to the bone.

“We are LEAVING! Everybody get in, now!” She bellowed.

Fortunately, she spotted some of the last crew members they had been waiting for. Unfortunately, they were stuck in a melee of three dozen civilians as they scuffled with each other to scale the loading ramp and get to the door.

“TAKE IT EASY! ONE AT A TIME!” She called, stepping out and grabbing the nearest person. She hauled them to their feet and propelled them towards the airlock, before looking at Vigdis and pointing at the long gun which was propped up against the hull interior.

“Do you know how to use that? We need one minute to get these people in or they’re all going to die!”