“Well, we’re in deep shit now…” Despite the heavy damage that the ship had suffered, its self-repair systems were in the midst of repairs to keep the ship from falling apart. A link with the mainframe quickly revealed just how bad the damage was, but Alant steeled himself with a deep breath. Yes, he probably just lost a couple of friends and acquaintances. Now he had to keep those left hadn’t died from the meteorite safe from the criminals and psychos that were on the loose now. Well mostly the psychos since the criminals could be counted on to try and keep themselves alive rather than do whatever they wanted for the shits and giggles.
“This is Europa,” he called out over whatever speakers still worked, “kill-orders are in effect. I repeat, kill-orders have been put in effect. Security protocols are also engaged.” Normally it wouldn’t be his call, but with higher command’s status questionable at the moment, he was making it perfectly clear what the status quo was; he didn’t expect anything from most of the inmates aboard the ship. He trusted his comrades enough that they wouldn’t hesitate to do what was necessary to keep themselves alive, but a friendly reminder never hurt.
He paid attention to the linked feeds in the corner of his helmet as he advanced towards his current objective. While a majority of the security equipment was still functional, the grid or equipment had been knocked out in several locations. The functional areas repelled criminals and psychos easily enough, automated turrets putting down the inmates with machined precision. Of his most immediate concern would be the storage areas where contraband was held. He still didn’t understand why they didn’t just get rid of the dangerous goods and items, but hell it wasn’t him who made the rules.
“Fucking great,” he muttered as his cannon discharged and punched a bloody hole through someone that happened to be climbing out of the wrecked door. He moved the fresh corpse aside and grumbled as he noted that the room had basically been looted, meaning there were a bunch of inmates with dangerous goods in hand.
Alant didn’t need anyone to tell him that his actions were brutal, but the situation was out of hand. Yes, the Spiral Serpent was equipped and capable of dealing with a security breach. That was with the prison ship at an acceptable level of functionality though, not outright crippled and understaffed. As far as he knew, they could not afford to take prisoners or use non-lethal methods.