Mutiny Aboard the Chairman of the Board

The first things they needed were guns and a lot of them. Fortunately, the ammunition and firearms were exactly where they left them. Portia led the crew through the service access passage back to their original hiding place.
“My babies,” Brick said, hugging a crate.
“Don’t get too attached,” Bea said. “You can’t carry everything in those cramped passages.”
“I can’t,” Brick said, “but you’re pretty thin. Try this on for size.” Brick tossed Bea a rifle and a sling filled with cartridge refill.

The two guards in Engineering went down without a sound.
“Um,” Portia said uneasily, “they’re not dead are they.”
“No,” Brick said, dragging one guard by the collar to a corner. “Just taking a little nap.”
“Big Julie says the engine room is secure,” Weasel Man after a quick scout of the area.
“Good, good,” Franklin said. “No, controlling the ship is easy. We can just sit dead in the water if we have to, but the Corporation is on our tails.”
“So we really don’t want to be sitting dead in the water?” Portia volunteered.
“Exactly. So, I’m asking you, what is the easiest and fastest way to get everyone of these ugly, stupid slobbering pirates off Turkish’s ship?”
Portia chewed her lower lip, thinking.
“I can send a false alarm,” Portia said, scanning the control pad quickly. “Send them all scurrying to one level and then pin them in.”
“I like it,” Franklin said. “Bea?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Ready to fly?”
“Been ready.”
Franklin and Bea disappeared back into the service access passage.
“Big Julie wants to know how much a of heard start do we give them before we start busting heads?” Weasel asked.
“Five minutes.” Portia cracked her knuckles and then began to introduce herself to the ship’s mainframe.
“Okay,” Portia concluded. “Corporate machines are embarrassingly easy to hack. I suspect there’s no profit in continuously writing new code to protect data when some hacker is so persistent in getting it. Lucky for me, though. The mainframe will not accept a command unless it comes from me first.”
Portia looked at Big Julie, Weasel Man and Brick, each with a disturbing amount of ammo and firepower.
“Sending the false alarm now.”
The lights of the ship turned from the pleasant ambient to a harsh red. A shrill voice said, “Warning, prisoners escaping on security deck…Warning, prisoners escaping on security desk.”
“Let’s go,” Brick said.
“No!” Portia said. She pointed to the monitors. Half of Martin Ang’s forces hustled to the security deck where Portia and the crew had been held only minutes before. The doors to the level sealed.
“No gets out of there without my say so,” Portia said. “Go Pick off the remaining guys. There’s about six left.” The wide bank of monitors gave a good overview of the ship as a whole.
“Let’s go,” Brick said, Big Julie and Weasel Man following him.
Portia sealed the doors to the engine room.
“Kiddo?” Bea’s voice was thin over the pod.
“Bea?”
“We’re almost at the cockpit.”
“Hold your action. There’s six pirates left and they guys are doing their best to get them out of the way.”
“This is fun, isn’t it?”
“It is.”
Over the monitors, Portia saw Brick storm the command deck and hold Martin and Viktor Ang at gunpoint. Big Julie and Weasel Man eliminated any ideas that Martin Ang might have to fighting.
“You’re clear, go.”
“Thanks, sweetie.”
Martin and Viktor Ang were marched to an escape shuttle. By the time Bea was at the helm, the rest of Martin Ang’s crew and the hog tied Robin Slick had joined him in the shuttle and they were sent drifting off broadcasting a rather loud signal.