The fighter craft hurtled towards the destroyer, unseen by the enemy; the strength of the fluctuating magnetic fields from the sudden solar storm had messed with everybody’s instruments.
Wayne glared balefully at the hulk of the ship he was rapidly approaching.
He knew that both their computers and most of the functions of both their vessels were compromised, knew that his trajectory was now unalterable, knew his cannons and remaining missiles were woefully incapable of blowing up the enemy ship.
His engines still worked though.
He increased his acceleration.