Chapter Fifty-One
Erik stomped through the doors to the bridge of the jumpship, Jia right behind. He’d wanted to go check on the soldiers, but they were big boys and girls and knew what they needed to do. For now, he needed to concentrate on winning against the enemy ship, and that would come down to whatever plan Raphael had cooked up.
Despite being larger than the cockpit of the Argo and having more seats, the bridge of the jumpship didn’t look much different.
In some ways, it was inferior. The chairs weren’t as comfortable as those aboard the smaller ship, and the increased number of seats and consoles made it a tighter area for individual crew members despite the overall larger area.
Erik understood. The military had focused on pure utility for the bridge of the experimental jumpsh
