Earth Unaware (First Formic War)

where on the surface. It can fire from any spot on the ship. It’s like the entire ship is a weapon.”
    “How is that possible?” said Bahzím. “Lasers have to come from something.”
    Edimar shrugged. “Maybe there’s some system below the surface that unleashes them. Maybe it has thousands of pores all over its hull that open and release the lasers. However it works, it’s more powerful than anything humans have because it can fire as many of these as it wants at once. So instead of firing a single beam from two cannons like we do to hit a collision threat, the hormigas can fire a whole wall of laser fire.”
    The room was silent a moment.
    “That’s not exactly comforting,” said Concepción.
    “Nothing about this is comforting,” said Selmo.
    “Do we know what the lasers are composed of?” asked Segundo.
    “No,” said Edimar. “But I don’t think it’s photons. Their beams can be up to a meter thick and they act differently than our lasers. If you’re right about the ram drive, if they’re using gamma plasma as propulsion, it’s not far-fetched to suggest that they use coherent gamma rays as their weapons, too. I mean, why not? If they can harness gamma plasma for propulsion, why not harness it and laserize it as a means of defense?”
    “Weapons and fuel from the same substance,” said Concepción. “That’s certainly economical.”
    “Laserized gamma plasma?” said Selmo “That makes our PKs sound like a joke.”
    “They are a joke,” said Bahzím.
    “The composition of the lasers is all speculation,” said Dreo. “What we do know is that their lasers only target collision threats. The hormigas aren’t blasting everything in sight. They’re conservative with their fire. They follow the same protocol of any other ship in that regard. Unless the object is set to collide with them, they ignore it.”
    “That’s good news for us,” said Edimar. “We’re moving in the same direction as it is alongside the starship’s trajectory. We’re not on a collision course. When it passes us, it should ignore us.”
    “Unless it’s blasting every ship in sight,” said Bahzím. “Just because it didn’t blow up a bunch of rocks out there, doesn’t mean it won’t gun us. What do we know? Maybe its mission is to destroy every human ship it sees. It didn’t exactly leave the Italians alone, and they weren’t a collision threat, either.”
    “We won’t be close to it when it passes,” said Dreo. “We’re moving parallel to its trajectory but at a great distance. It’s never fired on anything remotely close to this range.”
    “So it will pass us before we reach Weigh Station Four?” asked Concepción.
    “Yes,” said Edimar. “Which obviously means it will pass the weigh station before we reach the station, though not by much.”
    Concepción turned to Segundo. “Any luck with the radio?”
    They had been trying for weeks to contact the weigh station, but without any success.
    “Radio’s only working for short distances,” said Segundo. “We’ve been sending out messages to the station, but all we hear back is static. There’s a lot of interference.”
    “Maybe the hormigas are scrambling radio,” said Bahzím.
    Segundo shrugged. “Who’s to say they even know what radio is? They may have another communication system entirely. Or the problem might be the radiation their ship is emitting. Maybe that’s disrupting transmissions somehow. Even at this distance. I don’t know.”
    “So the station still doesn’t know the ship is coming?” asked Bahzím.
    “Not unless they’ve detected it themselves,” said Segundo. “Which is possible, but I doubt it. It’s not heading directly for them—it will miss them by a hundred thousand kilometers—so their computers probably won’t alert them. And you know the guys they have manning the control room. They’re overworked dockworkers, picking up overtime. They’re not experts like Toron or Edimar. If it’s not a collision threat, what do they care? If I had to guess, I’d say the station is completely unaware.”
    “The upside,” said Dreo, “is that based on the hormiga ship’s prior behavior, it will probably leave the weigh station alone and move right on by. We’ll get there a day later, and we can use their laserline then.”
    Concepción leaned forward, staring down at the starship in the holospace. “For the sake of everyone on board that station, I pray to God you’re