Bossk turns to look at the window at the fleet of advancing ships. Turning on his heel, he dashed past Joy and Swan, ignoring their conversion. Crashing into the croud, Bossk reached out with his hand, grabbing the lapel of the closest station crew member and pulling him to his face.

"The control station! Bossk shouted at the man. "Where are the controls to the station's comms array, thrusters, and fuel storage?"