NationStates Jolt Archive

This is a GSCN special report!!
Thank you for holding on with us while the Goverment got that out. Here is our report.
After the Terrorist attacks that left seven dead and three more wounded, it caused political and social uproar in Green Sun. Green Sun congress has literally stripped president Uziel of his powers and put Green Sun under martial law. Fearing for their lives, Former Presidential Candidate and Pineapple farmer Ishmael Kort has fled to Risban with hsi soon-to-be-wife Natasha Equanant. Under Congress's direct orders, a CT team has been sent to capture former President Earnest Equanant in fear he may start a rebellion against Congress's actions. Reports on this yet to come.

Green Sun congress has also ordered the extraction of all former United Cultures residents in Green Sun and has closed off relations with them in fear of their allies' corrupting the goverment, however our navy's involvement with Chronisia's war will still continue since they have embedded themselves in it too far already. All other conflicts we are participating in are still going.

Rebellions have sprung up all over Green Sun's planets. Elite Crew terrorists and Black Sun loyalists have joined forces and are resisting Green Sun military forces. Other groups and cults are being arrested and even executed under the charge of treason.

we have just gotten a tape of a group of soldiers taking away an Elite from United Cultures from his wife and adoptive children.
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"This is the Green Sun army. Come out with no weapons and your hands on your head. This is a direct order from the Green Sun Congress. Come out with your hands on your head," a Green Sun soldier said through a megaphone.

"I will not abandon my family. I am happy here and I will not leave. All my life I have been raised to be loyal to the Covenant, then my nation left them. To this day I am loyal to all that I love and I will keep that loyalty to my family," the Elite shouted back.

"We understand, but you MUST come out with your hands on your head. You will be exported back to United Cultures if you do."

"Only if you promise to bring my family along, too."

"That I cannot promise."

"Then I do not budge."
The soldier signaled for his team to go in and extract the citizen. They ran in and there was a woman screaming as a baby started to cry. The camera zoomed in to a picture of the Elite and the soldier going in. Th Elite was armed with a Stogun. One soldier came too close and shotgun pellets went through him. The ther soldiers fired their Laser Rifles, blowing holes through the alien. The then dragged the body down the stairs, past his wife and children, and piled his body onto a trailer filled with Covenant bodies. As they drove away, the woman screamed for her husband. Then it went back to the studio.
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This is a very sad and dark time for Green Sun. Riots have broken out in hundreds of Green Sun cities. Former President Ivan has organized a Socialist Armed Forces with soldiers who have abandoned the Green Sun armed forces in favor for him. Their army proves promising.

Reports and a tape have come in on the capture of Earnest Equanant. We will show you the tape now.
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A tank, three humvees, and dozens of soldiers surround Earnest's house.
"Earnest Equanant. We order you to come out with your hands up. We will not hurt you. I repeat. Come out with your hands up."
An engine roared to life as Earnest's voice rang out,
"Thanks for showing the clip, GSCN!" as an out-of-date humvee drove away with his other son, Andrew Equanant, at the gunner and his wife at the wheel and she screamed,
"YEEEEHAAAW!" as they drove away.
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We appreciate it, Earnest. Now, we've been ordered off the air, so this may be our last but not our least, thank you, and goodnight.

((OMFG leik bump ageayn!))

((Nobody loves me, nobody cares that this could lead to GENOCIDE.))

The Concordiat fleet continued to orbit the planet, watchful for any outside attemt to interfere with Green Sun. The Concordiat officers felt it was their duty to assist Green Sun in every way possible, due to their new economic ideas and a constant threat from Outside.

Three destroyers had left on a routine mission, intent on finding other planets. The Bolos had gone too, and one cruiser and the Unyielding Fist. The Concordiat men and AS systems watched intently at the martial law below them. They were happy. It was the best course of action, the Militarist philosophy taught that. The military, when correctly applied, could do anything. Provost-General Thoma was the fourth General to be elected from the Militarist party, and their way was working out well.

((I wanted someone else to post first, since I messed up the last thread pretty bad..))
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It had been a good while since the Gaian Fleet had arrived, and inital repairs were complete. The Regenerative Field and nannites had done their job. They were far from 100%, but at the very least, the massive hulls of the five vessels could withstand a Jump without the Inertia Field colapsing and whole sections of the hull shearing off..

..better still, the recovery operations had begun ressurecting the 'killed' cryo-units, and their extremely precious cargo of souls. About only 2% were 'recovered' so far, but a few million a pop was more than acceptable.

..it was time to make good on the agreement that, at the very least, the former Green Sun goverment had offered. At least also, it was the United Cultures that agreed upon it too.

The now more lively Command Center was preparing for the Jump to the coordinates given them as gifttake. Aleaic sat solem as he kept getting signal flashes concerning the situation the Green Sun planets were having.

This time he differed against helping, since the previous operation, despite it's intentions, was botched overall. They only managed to save a few souls, but the situation was worsening.

Aleaic considered that, his fault for meddiling, and would hear of no other excuse.

Better well enough to leave alone to more knowledgeable entities of the local Sector than he. The Dimensional Memory only went so far as reality demonstrated.

":: One hour till Fold envelope established. Charging at 73.772% ::"

Aleaic barely noted the hollow, echoing comm relay echoing throughout the encompasing Control Center.

A female Knight-Aide comes up with a holo-padd. "Milord.."

Aleaic wordlessly takes the padd and scans it quietly.

He hands it back with.. "Tell the Odessey to make sure it's pilon struts can take the stress. Lord Nicorma knows my commandment about everyone surviving. Relay.." ..the Lady-Knight bows, her long blonde mane edging the Excellency's vision before her departure.

..and for awhile more, he simply... sits there.... ((Yup, part of the party crowd.. =^^= ))

The Prophet Shin'amamee, the president Donald Forage, and the Emperor Yolan Kafaun of United Cultures, the three leaders of the nation, were very worried. Hundreds of their former citizens were being killed in Green Sun. They had to act. But they did not want to cause their nations to go to war again, especially with their navies so close to UC's allies. If they fought each other, Chronisia and the others of the Chaos Realm would surely destroy Green Sun, and this was simply not acceptable.
"Perhaps we should wire monetary aid to the resistance forces?" Shin'amamee suggested.
"No. It may leak to the terrorist groups," the emperor told him.
"We could sanction off their systems?" the President offered.
"That would be an act of war," the prophet explained.
"I say we wait for President Uziel. If he says something against their Congress, we will act."
"Why should we wait? Let's find a mercenary group in Green Sun and have them set up a reward for their congressmens' heads."
"We will not act until Green Sun's president says so or they do something very rash. This is my decision."

Although GSCN has been taken off the air, President Uziel has been able to make this announcement via XM radio.
"My fellow Green Sun citizens. This is your president. Green Sun congress is out of control. They must be stopped. I, myself, for the time being has fled to Risban with Ishmael Kort and Natasha. Earnest Equanant, I have no clue what that nutball is doing. I ask you to support the anti-congress forces, but not the Terrorist organizations that has started this all. Please help Ivan. If another Coalition force lands on Green Sun, please help them teh best you can. Work together to help destroy the tyrants that now rule Green Sun and help put me back in office so I can help clean this whole mess up. I will do my part. You just have to do yours."
Shortly after, Green Sun congress declared President Uziel a traitor and an enemy of the state.

"President Uziel has spoken out against the Congress. We should act."
"Wire 150 million USD to Ivan's forces and get the new Cruiser ready to drop forces down. I don't want our forces to attack their navy, just their Congress."
"They will not fail in this task."
"I hope not."

SECRET IC:
Meeting room, Glory palace, Imperia, Entropy System, Collapsian Space:

The Glorious High General sat in his throne. The only other people in the room were his honor guard, of Collapsia's four best marines, the Admiral of the Navy, the Admiral of the Marines, and the Admirals' honor guard, of two marines each. The Glorious High General and the Admirals of the Navy and Marines were the only ones not wearing the all-black powered armor, covering the entire body, of the Honor Guard. The Admiral of the Navy was the only one the Glorious High General was not absolutely sure of the loyalty of. The entire Honor Guard force was absolutely loyal to the Glorious High General first, and to their charges second, serving as spies in addition to bodyguards. The Admiral of the Marines was being spied upon by his guard, but he had won the trust of the Glorious High General.

"Admirals. You have been notified of the recent events in Green Sun and United Cultures from our monitoring ships, correct?" The Glorious High General's age showed in his voice. He would be giving up the title soon.

"I have," replied the Navy man. "I've seen the reports," was the Marine admiral's reply.

"Excellent. I want you to organize a tech grab for me."

The Navy man asked "Do you have a plan, sir?" "Yes, I do. First, you will send one of our military JumpShips into Green Sun space, into one of their war zones, but far enough from the sun that they don't notice. It will dump its cargo of modified Marine dropships, then return." "Sir, dropships aren't really intended for any work outside of a planetary system. They don't have the range," reminded the Marine admiral.

"Yes, which is what their modification will be for. A large strap-on, droppable capacitor bank, and a laser drive. You see what this will do?" "Ingenious," said the Admiral of the Marines.

The Glorious High General continued "The ships will have to be small and dark. They'll have to enter hard, rather than fully forcing an orbit first. But once they're in, they'll just gather what technological information and samples they can, get back on their dropships, boost into orbit, and board another jumpship, either stowing away or catching one we send in after everything cools down."

"Sir, what if everything doesn't cool down? Also, why would they send anything to us? We're kilolightyears from them, just a bunch of manufacturing rocks out in the middle of nowhere, to them," reminded the Admiral of the Navy.

"If things don't cool down, we'll send in help to whichever side seems most likely to win, and they'll load their ships in when we drop off the help."

OOC: Here's a map of all the fighting. DO NOT USE THIS IC FOR THE ANTI-GOVERMENT CAPITALS. Use it to find the areas of fighting or riots. Help Ivan's Anti-Goverment forces, but aiding the others will turn my opinion against you IC.
http://img109.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img109&image=greensun9tp.png
IC:
"They're doing WHAT? This cannot be stood for. We must quarantine our systems IMMEDIATELY."
"Now, now, don't be so hard. We merely need to be passive about all this. Perhaps they will aid us. I know this is not likely, but the possibilities exsist."
"Quarantine? Passive? What are you talking about? We shan't do either! Warm up the Orbital Cannons and shoot whoever comes near us! We can't have other goverments meddling in our affairs! If they try to land anything on Green Sun or any of our planets, they'll be shot-up immediately. How's THAT sound?"
The Congress cheered the third solution on. As of that moment, and outside force trying to land military personell or equipment, unless in aid of the Green Sun Congress, will be destroyed.
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Ivan cocked his Automatic shotgun. He was ready for anything. He picked up the Jaguar and dragged it behind him. So first he was the most cheered Presidential candidate. Then he was a worthy competitor for Ishmael and Uziel. Then we was a hostage. And now he's a rebel agains the goverment he wanted to rule. Oh, how irony is. On the bright side, his five-million-man army would eat well toight. Every third man in the army was to hunt that eve for meat. And the hunt was good. He remembered the first time he had bagged his first big game. It was an Elk in Canada during the Soviet times. Hunting had kept him alive all these years. And Majid. They had been best of friends all their lives. He didn't know when they weren't together in their adult lives. But that had changed. He would destroy the Green Sun Congress for their sins and he WOULD kill the terrorists who have fought against the goverment he is so dearly loyal to.
Three naval Battleships are currently fighting in the Strait against the Green Sun navy. Hopefully they would succeed and they coul land forces on the next continent, gather more men and supplies, and take out the Satanists. But without foreign aid, this would be impossible.
"Sir!" a soldier shouted as he returned, "United Cultures has just donated 15 million USD to our cause!"
"Excellent. This will certainly buy more rifles and men. We will feast this night. I want meat brought to the Front Lines and tea to those we can spare it to."
"Yessir!"

The ARC Toxic phased into existance 3.7 AUs from Green Sol, on the same side as Green Sun. Its cargo of twelve dropships, each carrying forty men, along with four corvette singleships were pressed out of the JumpShip, then engaged laser drives as soon as the larger vessel jumped away. The laser drives were almost perfectly stealthy, as the beam only revealed itself when it intersected something, which wouldn't be for millenia; it was aimed out of the plane of the galaxy, although the heat did give them a mild signature. Cooling systems in their hulls fought most of it down.

The dropships ejected their capacitors as they depleted, leaving them in space. Collapsia had no shortage of the resources needed to make them in its asteroid belts. Soon the dropships had depleted two thirds of their laser capacitors, and cut out their drives, going into zero-gee. The corvettes did the same. The ships flew in a loose formation, a sphere two light-seconds wide, keeping radio silence unless absolutely necessary. The corvettes' passive sensors waited for a sign that they were picked up on Green Sun sensors, and they saw the blockade they approached in their telescopes.

They hoped they would be able to slip through silently, instead of having to use nukes to break through. It was still some distance out, though. Maybe something would change, or already had.

"Sir...Um, we've just found something..." the operator said. The monitor of the Orbital screens walked over.
"They appear to be Collapsia. Should we open fire?"
"Nah. I'm pissed at Congress, they took my brother. Let 'em through and tell the bastards we didn't see 'em."
"Aye-Aye."

The Collapsian Ships drifted onward. The Corvettes picked up active scans, and transmitted tightbeam messages to eachother, and to the dropships. The order was given from the command dropship "All corvettes, arm one nuclear missile and prepare to launch. Do not engage unless they fire upon us. Repeat, do not engage. We've been picked up, but a nuke will give us away even further." Acknowledgement lights, mounted across the command console, winked on.

The ships headed deeper in. The ships would be landing planetside soon. Then the action would begin.

"Sir! We've just spotted incoming Corvettes!"
"What??"
"We're saved! We're going to win the war! Faster than we were!"
The Socialist soldiers cheered as the Corvettes landed. Then they realized they were still under fire.
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"Sir! We've just spotted incoming Corvettes!"
"Don't blow them up. They might have weapons of mass destruction. We don't want to cause any more damage. As soon as they land, arrest their pilots and sieze the ships."
"Yessir, General."
Within minutes, numerous forces were ready to capture the landing Corvettes.

OOC: Atmospheres do nasty things to most Collapsian corvettes, including these four. The Dropships are the only ships made for atmospheric work, with the Corvettes being intended to land at asteroids.

The squadron pulled closer together. The dropships decelerated on laser drives, "tacking" to keep the beams pointed out of the galaxy, passed under the outer defense grid, circled around via gravity, and entered a low orbit. The four corvettes arranged themselves into very low orbits, amid much of the space debris orbiting every space-capable world, for concealment, while they passively scanned both the space around them and the planet below, looking for war zones. The twelve dropships, meanwhile, gathered together. They decelerated their orbits to something closer to geosynchronous, keeping themselves aloft on their chemical engines, a dead giveaway as to their presense.

Aboard ship, the marines and crew locked themselves into position. No conventional safety harness could hold them through the coming maneuver, only the solid steel restraints they pulled over themselves and locked together. All weapons were secured in lockers.

The dropships hit atmosphere. The air around them immediatly caught fire, but their entry tile layers held. Twelve long fireballs streaked across the Green Sun sky. As soon as the pilots had their ships under control, they flew low over the oceans, to dump heat, while they decelerated to under the speed of sound.

Once they had regained their subtelty, they turned toward the Green Forests. There was major fighting in that area, and they intended to analyze and salvage what they can. The soldiers were released from their restraints, and prepared for battle. They knew their orders, and had run the simulations before. Retrieve, intact if possible, any unknown technologies found. Steal scientific and technological data from Green Sun networks. Find a way back to Collapsia. Await additional contendors in the battle to gather technologies from them. Finally, find a way home, if Collapsia has to be dragged into a full-on war to do it.

They were ready for battle.

OOC: Woah, whoah, woah...If you take any of my tech, Collapsia will have to pay President Uziel's goverment back for it all.
IC:
The Socialist soldiers ran as fast as they could to the landing sites. They gazed in awe at the Collapsian Marines, although several of them were former Marines in the Green Sun core before the Green Sun terror as many were now calling it.
"Thank you for coming to our aid! We're having problems on the Eastern Channel Front. If you can help us push the army back, we can take the port and make our way across the Channel and take out the Satanist HQ. That'll be one less faction to destroy when we tackle the Congress itself. But when we take the Port, we're not out of hell yet. We only have three battleships, and they're fighting in the Channel. We're planning to send in our former Green Sun Navy seals to plant plastic explosives on the enemy's hulls. When we take out the Satanist, rumors have it that they have some sort of biological weapon that can turn people into some sort of zombie. Some say it actually was captured in Xeraph when Tyrone Montoya was in a Zombie attack. Please help us push back the enemy. I know some of those soldiers. A few of them are my relatives. They're fighting for their families, but I don't have one other than them. So instead I fight for what I believe in. Please take any dog tags you find off of the enemy's bodies so we know who they are. Yesterday I had to kill my own cousin-in-law. I feel so bad now. Please, I don't want to fight my family and friends any longer than I have to."

((Blasted server killed my post for late last night, before the Dropships hit, so I'll have to finagle this in...))
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All of a sudden on all noting sensors, a large gravity disturbance finally announces the departure of the Gaian Fleet from the Green Sun System. The Jump would take them easily to the giftake coordinates.

But there was a minor anomaly in the area the Gaians just left.

A repetitive signal was being broadcast, primarily on the last known Free Green Sun Loyalists frequencies, as well as the United Cultures and as an afterthought, the Collapsian ones as well.. the signal was mainly a homing beacon type.

In the shadows, a gift for each force was waiting for them.

And a message when they got close enough...

"Sir, we're just outside their range."
"Good. Killion, hack into Green Sun's 'nets and shut them down. I don't want to get shot up when we land."
"Already done. They won't even know we're here. Until we kick their ass."

On hearing the resister's begging, the marine he was directing it at turned to his radio and said something in Collapsian, obviously awaiting a response. One came, also in Collapsian, obvious orders.

The marines were trained in foreign languages, primarily english, as it was an international standard.

"We will help you. Who's in command here?"

Meanwhile, there was a flurry of activity at the landing site. A team of Marine engineers prepared to set up command centers, although the primary command was aboard the lead dropship: White Ship (despite the fact that all of these dropships are covered in black heat-resistant tile). One of the engineers asked "Can anywhere in this area connect to the planetary network? We'll need good intel." More marines moved to set up weapon caches, defenses, everything needed to run an efficient base. They moved with the skill and precision of years of practice, which they'd had, training as marines from their first step.

The mission commander, along with the lieutenants stationed in each other dropship, collaborated via radio lasers. Some minutes later, a plan was settled. All that mattered was relaying it to the resistance leader, then the plan would begin to be put into action.

OOC: If the marines get caught, they'll negotiate for limited salvage rights. They don't plan to get caught, though.

"Yeah, we do. Ivan has a computer that's connected, but United Cultures shut it all down. We're fighting this war without Internet or Satellites. Sorry. And Ivan can't be bothered right now. We need you on the Western Front. If you want access to our Nets, you'll have to get to Green City in order to gain access since the main servers are there for the Goverment net. But if you want technology, UziCorp rules everything when it comes to tech. Laser Rifles, naval plans, even the civilian servers. But they're fighting with us, so if they find out we let them hack into their systems they'll be pissed. But we never know when the 'Net will be back on, so be prepared. But anyways, we need you on the Front Lines. Come on!" the soldier said, running. They made their way to a Port city where Socialist soldiers had a defense blockade up and operational.
"We're about to attack now. If we hit them hard and good, their lines will break, they'll load onto their transporters, and they'll go fight the Satanists. Less fighting for us. Follow me, I'll show you Corpeal Ferguson."

The marine followed, obviously alert to his surroundings, yet the pinnacle of discipline. He even refused to say any more words than were needed.

"I need to inform your leadership of the Collapsian attack plan, and our capabilities. I've been ordered to let as many people know as necessary, and no more." He handed the man an optical disc "Here, this should work with Green Sun computers. Its a gigabyte of cryptographic keys and algorithms. Practically unbreakable. See that it gets to Ivan or one of his lieutenants, so that we can coordinate with him securely."

Two of the dropships, Blue ship and Green ship, loaded up men. They were ready to strike their targets as soon as the signal was given.

"Get this to Ivan. He can get it put to good use."
"Yessir," another grunt said, taking it and running back to the forest.
"Here, the Corpreal is in here."
But instead of seeing the hardy, strongheaded Corpreal, they saw a dead Green Sun marine and the Corpeal's lasered body. There was also an Elite at the window, firing his Carbine out the window.
"What happened?"
"An enemy Marine came in and killed the Corpreal. I killed him back. I'm in charge of the Brigade now."
"Yessir. This is one of the Collapsian Marines who just dropped in. He said they'd help us put President Uziel back in power."
"Alright. Give him and any of his men that may come in the equipment they need. We're attacking in three hours."
"Yessir. Um, sir? I didn't catch your name?"
"Jaham'amee."
"Thank you. Come on, let's get you any gear you might need."

The Marine spoke "I'm just a messenger. The lieutenants, and the mission commander, are in the dropships. Jaham'amee, Collapsia is preparing five of its twelve dropships to move on immediate missions, with seven kept in reserve. I'm not authorized to disclose more to anyone short of top command. As for equipment, we've been deployed fully equipped, and have been trained to scavenge what we need."

Meanwhile, the dropships waited for a transmission from Ivan. The disc included an instruction to open communications with the Collapsian ships, to coordinate efforts, which would be shown as soon as the crypto program was run. Time was of the essence, and coordination was necessary. Collapsia's plans must get to the Resistance command.

Blue and Green ships were now fully ready for launch. The dropships had set up their radio network, and prepared to bounce signals via the corvettes in orbit when they went out of range. Yellow, Orange, and Teal ships were preparing, in case they were needed to supplement the Green Sun forces. The marines moved in preparation like a hive of ants, each one knowing exactly where to be, what to do there, and how to get there most efficiently.

((Remember: UC was my first account.
-GS))
United Cultures forces landed through the huge gap in Green Sun's defense arrays. Fourteen Phantoms are en route to Green City to destroy Green Sun Congress and their tyranic policies.
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The Phantoms were not met with open arms. Three of them were destroyed, but most of them landed. The first thing they did was secure the crashed Phantoms. A fw Hunters and Brutes survived, but the crew and most of the soldiers were killed.

The assault crew made their way into the rioting areas of the city. Instead of seeing violence, they saw a horrific sight. Green Sun tanks with Laser Gatling guns were mowing down the rioters. The United Cultures soldiers responded by highjacking the vehicles and turning them onto the capital building. As soon as the west wall was destroyed, the soldiers moved in. The Capital building had been evacuated. They left the building, angry they had missed the Congress. They looked up to the sky instinctively to see the worst thing. Huge shards of plasma were falling towards Green City. On the radio of the tanks, Ronald Washington, the leader of the Congress's rash acts, told them,
"We DID make a pct taht we shared technology in."

Green Sun congress was glassing their own planet.

Jaham'amee looked at the sky.
"Holy shit...EVERYONE LEAVE! GET ONTO THE EVAC SHIPS! GREEN SUN'S BEING GLASSED!"
The soldiers screamed in terror as they headed for their vehicles. Escape ships were being launched from inside the forest.
"This is genocide. They will pay. They will pay dearly."

The Marine ran back for the dropships, top speed. He fumbled for a stimpin, jabbed it into his flesh, and pressed it. Within seconds he was running faster than any human was meant to. His muscles would be burning without the painkillers in the stimpin.

Green and Blue dropships lifted off, followed quickly by Yellow, Orange, and Teal. Other ships were being loaded up with men and what supplies could be saved. No man was going to be left behind.

White Ship, Red Ship, and Black Ship lifted. Purple eight, the marine messenger, ran for his life, forcing his legs to pump faster. The dropships were just over the next rise. He took a running jump to get as high up it as possible, and landed running. Silver and Gold ships lifted. He reached the top of the rise. No ships. Maybe over the next one? He leapt from the top, landed rolling, felt his Saberfist assault rifle digging into his back, rolled onto his feet, and continued to run. He jumped again, soared onto the rise, and watched as another ship lifted. Only Purple Ship was left.

He ran over the top of the rise, and felt the stimulant's effects wearing off, and exhaustion setting in. He could see more clearly now, and there was one more hill, only a hundred more yards, and he'd make it to the dropships. He only wanted to lie down and burn.

Purple ship lifted. He watched as his hope of escape left without him. Feelings of doom set in. He was dead, on this forsaken planet. He couldn't even die serving Collapsia, instead being massacred without providing anything. A shadow passed over him, but his mood couldn't be made darker. He was doomed to a useless death, not a glorious death, a heroic deed at the end of service to Collapsia. The shadow vanished quickly, but did nothing for his mood. More thoughts of doom drifted through his head,

"Eight, get aboard. We're leaving." It was a woman's voice, speaking in Collapsian. He turned to the source of the voice. Purple twelve, the dropship's best sharpshooter. She was standing in the side door of Purple ship, which was hovering half a meter off the ground beside him. He got up, and let her pull him aboard. He took his seat, stowed his gun, and mentally rebuked himself for his thoughts of death.

The twelve dropships boosted into space.

Meanwhile, the corvettes coordinated with White Ship and eachother. The order was given before White Ship lifted. They began to assemble. Not into a tight group, as that is wasteful of corvettes, but still gathered to focus fire. All four missile launch tubes on each corvette were loaded and ready. They were still running on laser drives, and hadn't engaged their fusion drives yet, running in stealth. At the signal, they'd open fire on the Green Sun Congress ships, but they hadn't, yet, and were keeping themselves as subtle as possible.

The United Cultures were mouring the useless deaths of some of its best soldiers. The United Cultures cruiser traveled to the other side of the planet and spotted a Green Sun battleship. They were no match for it. They quickly darted away.
"Collapsia, they have one of their Battleships. With our firepower, we can't defeat that thing. We need reinforcements. Two of your small battleships could take it on with this one cruiser we can supply. We need to gain an advantage over this thing. What do you suggest?"
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Hundreds, no, thousands of ships fled the atmosphere of the doomed planet. UziCorp's HQ and most of its assests were now demolished. They headed for the closest friendly ships: Collapsia and United Cultures.

Ican stepped onto teh Collapsian ship. He stared at the disk that he had been given. He never got the chance to use. it. But he was tired. He walked to the bulkhead and fell asleep, never to awake again.

OOC: Collapsian corvettes are, essentially, nuclear-armed fighters, and are the only space combat ships in the Collapsian fleet. We can say that Ivan's on one of the dropships, though.

Corvette Lead's response: "Roger that, United Cultures. We'll go all-out on their fleet. I've fought rogue covettes, these big targets will be easy compared to them. All units, engage fusion drives."

The people abandoned on Green Sun, in the right place, saw four streaks, shining almost as brightly as the sun, in broad daylight: the helium plasma exhaust tails of the Collapsian fusion drives. The four ships formed a path across the sky, circling around to the night side. They cut fusion drives along the way, launched their salvo, and accelerated back toward the planet on laser drives. Sixteen missiles, each carrying a one-megaton warhead, streaked toward the Green Sun government fleet. They traveled, first on inertia, adjusted by gyros and attitude lasers, then ignited their chemical drives. By the time they lit up, they were away from their corvette launchers, and well scattered.

"So we've got to jump to another system? Well, alright, but I don't like it. United Cultures and Collapsia are still here. They might follow, but probably not."
"We know. Ge're jumping in 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...JUMP!"
The Battleship disappeared out of the planet of Green Sun. The most prosperous planet in all the Green Sun systems had been destroyed in a matter of hours.
Years of hard work...Destroyed because some assholes wanted to reincarnate an evil empire. What a shame, the congressman thought. When they reappeared, there was a loud bump. They looked outside to see they had been disrupted by a Black Hole.
"Oh no! We can't pass by something like that! It has too strong of a gravitational force!"
"But this thing can go through a damn star!"
"But not a Black Hole! They're too powerful! If we Hyperjump, we might be able to make it, but..."
"JUST DO IT!"
"Yessir!"
They jumped, but when they reappeared, their engines were fried. They weren't going anywhere anytime soon.

Meanwhile, in orbit around Green Sun, the missiles detontated on where the ships were before they jumped. The planet burned beneath them, as the ships had started it burning before the missiles hit.

"Collapsian Mission Command to jump-capable ships. Requesting transport to Entropy system, Collapsia," radioed the commander, aboard White Ship. He had to report to the Collapsian home systems, and get re-assigned to a new mission.

He touched the shoulder patch on his command uniform. The entropic ring, symbol of Collapsia in all its glory. He would not let the nation under this flag down. He would not let Collapsia down. Someone else could track down the renegade Green Sun government. He had to return to Collapsia to report what had happened, and what had been lost.

"We need more allies now. We can't win against a Green Sun battleship. Get word to President Uziel. We're going to finish this once and for all," Jaham'amee said to the two thousand soldier who had made it onto the United Cultures ship.
"We have seen war. We have seen happiness. We have seen sadness. We have seen anger. We have seen suffering. We have seen death, we have seen murder. We are not soldiers. We are Veterans. We are Green Sun. And we will NOT stand aside and let our brethren die at the hands of those who have no say in our future. We will not die for no cause. We will live for the Dream!"
The soldiers cheered the speech-giving Elite. Now more than ever, they were determined to win this war. Failure was not an option.

Just then, the 'contacts' that the Gaians left behind, namely 3 Daedelus Class DropShip BattleCarriers, suddenly acted on a preprogrammed timer.

The 3 kilometer long, fully droid automated, somewhat blocky vessels, filled with the equivalent of 6 total Mobile Suit Standard Regiments, began to start to burn inSystem rather furiously.

They also began to send new ID-FOF signals, meant for the resistance frequencies. This made them instant enemies of the Congressional forces.

They'd be in Green Sun orbit in a couple of standard hours at 1/3 Sublight.

There was a large amount of radio traffic over the Collapsian dropships. It was, of course, heavily encrypted. The consensus came to wait, and the commander was convinced to hold on re-broadcasting his signal.

The sixteen Collapsian ships pulled into a rough "swarm" around the planet, although some distance out, about a three-day orbit at the highest, just above geosynch at the highest. The Gaian ships passed through this loose swarm, which merely watched, and waited.

The battlecruiser Supreme Divinity came out of lightspeed along with four destroyers the Lancer, the Forrester, the Talon, and the Atlan . On the bridge of Supreme Divinity High Admiral Janoz servayed Green Sun. "Find out who is left of the government and tell them we're here to help. All they need to tell us is what to do."
The com officer nodded and sent out the messege.

News finally got to Uziel Fastrin. He jumped to Green Sun and sighed. A whole planet lost because of a group of people's good intentions. They wanted Green Sun to be safe but instead they caused more death than what was needed. What a shame. But Congress must be punished for their actions. He smiled at the new number of ships. They would pay.
"My allies, teh planet Green Sun has been destroyed. Congress must pay for their actons. Tehy have taken a Battleship. Our battleships are very powerful. They have Plasma shields, Plasma weapons, MAC guns, and Laser Cannons, which is a deadly combination. If they fire their Laser Cannons, they may overheat. If they fire their MAC guns, theyll need time to recharge them and reload them. The Plasma weapons, they won't do too much damage. Lasers will go right through their shields. Use this information wisely."

The three gaian BattleCarriers enter orbit, but their sensors indeed find a devastated world below.

..the ultra-sentient EAI driod computers on each vessel silently query each other for the next few minutes about a hundred-thousand variables of options to take.

Then, one probe is launched from one of the BattleCarriers towards the inert surface. It'll keep searching for the last triangulated location of the Green Sun president's signal.

Meanwhile.. a general comm-signal is then pegged to all Collapsian, United Cultures, Albinoism, and any Green Sun loyalists.

"~ :: // Where may this battleship be located. \\ :: ~" ..comes a feminine, droid voice.

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((OC- Treat them as something between a Star Wars Astromech droid, and Data from Star Trek: NG, hardwired into each vessel. They are not 'dumb' machines. The only thing seperating them from regular mortals is the 'biology' between the two.))

((OOC: The Battleship is near the Shangian space, the topmost claimed system by Green Sun. That's where it is.))

Concordiat renforcements finally arrived unpon conclusion of the war with Melcon. As soon as the ships jumped in-system, they detected the scortched planet, as well as the Gaian ships. "What the hell happened here...and where's the rest of the fleet?" Voices began to rise.

"QUIET!" yelled Fleet-Admiral Corse. "Now, get those Gaian ships on the horn. Ask 'em what's happened...NOW!"

The message bolted from the SWIFT communications gear on the battleship Unyielding Terma.

Oh and OCC: Sorry for my absence...I was...occupied :) :rolleyes:

The Collapsian ships, after another flurry of signals between the dropships, the mission commander aboard White Ship conferring with his lieutenants, commanding each other ship (so that if White Ship were to go down, the mission wouldn't be leaderless).

They repeated their broadcast. "Collapsian forces to any jump-capable ships in the system, requesting transport to Collapsian space."

OOC: I understand^^

OOC: I'm going to post as United Cultures since I really don't want to log in then out then back in.

IC:
The Captain was happy to see more allies.
"Everyone jump to this location if you're going to fight the Battleship," he said, relaying the coordinates to the others,
"There is a Black Hole near there, so be VERY careful. I suggest jumping to this location and then jumping to the designated coordinates, you'll avoid it."

The Concordiat ships intercepted the signal, their AS's automatically decoding and translating it. The ships swiveled in space, and dissapeared in a flurry of greenish light.

Near the battleship, the small flotilla appeared in normal space. Message after message was relayed into the clear: "Don't fire! Don't Fire! We are sections of the Concordiat Fleet, come to investigate. What has happened here? Please respond!"

"Cordiat? What the hell are you doing here? Oh, yes. After the hostage situation, we, the Green Sun congress, searched Green Sun and found dozens of Black Sun loyalist or Anti-Green Sun organizations. We had to destroy them. And we did not want further corruption, so we extracted numerous former United Cultures citizens who were active in local, if not govermental or staewide politics. But many of the soldiers and even Ivan resisted, so we had no choice but to destroy the planet of Green Sun. Shame, really. So will you help us?"

Are there any other forces loyal to you? or are you just a government without a people?

"Yes. The remaining military is grasping onto us for support of their families. The Green Sun fleet is going to recieve messages to return from the Black Crusades and defend us at all costs."

The message bolted from the SWIFT communications gear on the battleship Unyielding Terma.

The response was coldly automatic.. "~ :: // Vessels unit three of number present entered local orbit after the devestation occured.

..Our has been sent to assist forces of the loyal president. \\ :: ~"

Coordinates then flashed of the enemy battleship's last known location.

A local jump field begins to form almost immediately, but the vessels also draw away from the local planetary field, to a point outside the world's magnetic field.

"~ :: // Preparing Level-II Jump field, static dual fold tactics engaged.

..suggest safety field to all vessels of 6 standard kilometers from field to avoid stress damage.

...detaching DropShip Gamma unit... \\ :: ~"

As the vessels trio drew away, four dropships suddenly fell away, acting on a secondary protocol. They'd enter the planetary surface and make a landing.

It was hoped the Green Sun presidential forces would help that with contact with the previous probe.

A few moments later... "~ :: // Coordinate envelope achieved... \\ :: ~"

The three ships make their Fold.. it would take a single 'skip' during a double Jump to reach the Shangian System.

...little in the way of problems occured at this stage.

...the battle to come was a different matter.

"Sir, we have recieved jump coordinates."
"Preceed and tell the rest of the fleet to follow."
"Aye"

The Holy fleet then jumped to the recieved coordinates.

The Collapsian ships piggybacked on the jumping fleets, and dumped out into real space.

"All units, prepare to engage the enemy. Dropships, prepare to serve as boarding craft. Corvettes, secure a path for the marines to board."

The Collapsian ships formed up for battle, spread over a sphere two light-seconds in diameter. Every man in the Collapsian force knew that today would be glorious for Collapsia. Today would see their mission completed.

The president made one last announcement before the jumps were made.
"I do not have my own fleet, so I cannot join you in your battle. I must attend to the healings of the wounds created. I wish you luck. If you succeed or if you fail, Green Sun will always remember you all. We are brothers, no matter what. That was Earnest's dream. To make everyone brothers and sisters to one another. Please uphold that dream."
Shortly after, President Uziel headed to Red Homes, the second most ravaged planet in combination with a recent Tsunami.
OOC: Before the battle starts, we have to know which side Oni Cordiat is fighting on.

OOC: Perhaps we should make a list of what we have?

((OC- 3 Gaian Andriod Battle Carriers. It has about two squadrons of driod-like starfighters along with the mobile suit compliment. ))

(Standard Concordiat Fleet-8 destroyers, one battleship, one carrier, four cruisers, plus added military transport)

The ships drifted around the Green ship unsure of what to do. The AS's had already activated the defensive systems, the battlescreens and magnetic shielding was online. The point-defense turrets, each with its own AS, swiveled in search of targets. The main Hellrail turrets, all four of them on the battleship, three on a cruiser, one on a destroyer, began to swivel. The destroyers peeled off to either side, and the cruisers covered the carrier as fighters and corevetts launched from the bays. The Unyielding Terma sat in the middle of the formation, above the growing cloud of corevetts and fighters, all turrets glowing in places with pent-up energy. The AS's were arguing, electronic signals whiplashing amongst the ships, as the humans pondered. The Concordiat, for the first time, was unsure.

OOC: Twelve orbit-and-atmosphere dropships, slightly modified to allow for some deeper work, each with forty marines. Serving as boarding craft. Not jump-capable.

Four corvettes. Essentially, fusion reactors surrounded by a big box of missiles, with four launch tubes attached on to that box, a high-powered laser to serve as a more subtle drive to venting fusion exhaust, and a living and control area for one person crammed into this design somewhere, all buried under armor barely enough to survive space dust. One hit and it goes down, but you have to score that hit, and space is big enough that getting anything to intersect with such a small target is difficult. Not jump-capable.

((United Cultures: 4 cruisers, 2 battleships, 2 medium carriers, 1 destroyer. Green Sun: 3 cruisers, 2 battleships, 1 large carrier, 1 medium carrier, 1 small destroyer.))
United Cultures-
The captain called out to the fleet over at the Black Crusades. Within minutes they had a large fleet ready to take on anything. The called out to the Collapsian ships, offering them a place in the Carriers for the jumps. The captain gazed on the huge Destroyers and carriers. Compared to them, his cruiser was nothing, but he was still a powerful man. He could still level entire nations, if not small planets. The Covenant were truely powerful. Too bad United Culture's involvement against the Galactic Empire aided to it falling apart...But they were weak at this point. United Cultures would stay strong and they would not fail. Green Sun's congress would pay for their wrongdoing.
Green Sun-
As United Cultures did, the Battleship called dout to its companions. Seven more ships appeared within minutes. With the aid of Oni Cordiat, they would buy the Battleship enough time to escape at the least. President Uziel may be back, but he was weak in Congress's eyes. He was a buissnessman, not a politian. He would lead Green Sun to its demise, they were sure. They would not fail. President Uziel would die for his treason against Congress.

The Collapsian ships, only half a light-minute from their enemies, the Green Sun government ships, prepared for battle.

Attaching their personnel bays through their limited capacity, they moved all of their diving suits onto Blue Ship and Purple Ship. The men aboard those ships suited up, and improvised more pressure coverings, to allow them to spend more time in space. They would lead the boarding of enemy ships, and open them for the other dropships.

The Collapsian corvettes watched the enemy combat ships. Their pilots knew that at any second, they would be called upon to rush the enemy ships, and use every weapon at their disposal to open them to boarders, or destroy them. Laser drives, strong enough lasers to propel the corvettes, or cut a ship in half. Fusion drives, exhause at temperatures rivalling the sun, and burning right through ship hulls. Nuclear missiles, the primary teeth of the corvette, and the weapon they most trusted against the Concordiat BattleScreens, if the Corcordiat sided with the Green Sun government. Dust missiles, able to create a smokescreen that could hide a corvette from almost anything.

The pilots were at their peak of readiness, every instinct aimed at a single goal, and sharper than a razor.

United Cultures issued a warning to the Green Sun fleet-
Stand down immediately. Your former congressmen have commited genocide and have ravaged your planets. Hand them over and you will be spared your lives and your ships.
Their response:
We will not. They are the last strain of goverment we have. If they are killed, then anarchy will surely reign. We need stability to keep Green Sun in tact. We will defend them at all costs.President Uziel is a traitor to the goverment he wished to rule.

White Ship broadcast a heavily encrypted message to the Collapsian fleet, then a tightbeam transmission to the United Cultures command ship.

The tightbeam went as follows "The Collapsian Fleet is waiting to coordinate our attack with you. We can probably take the Green Sun battleships, just keep everything else occupied, so that we can drop their shields and board."

The Gaian vessels though acted on their own accord.

The three targeted the three farthest warships along the left flank of the Congressional Green Sun line.

They sent one message burst... "~ :: \\ We attack. // :: ~

..then began firing all at once, and bursting 'clouds' of droid starfighters. A gout of disabilinng Ion cannon fire began lancing at the three targeted vessels, not targeting the craft, but their shield arrays. They also shot forth at a suicidal rate!!!

The Monocanjh Planetary Empire has a long history of being an isolationist government, but the Monocanjh Consortium saw this as a chance to break that isolationism.

"Commander, prepare the main armada, we are embarking to the Green Sun's Capital System."
"Yes sir, are you sure you want to bring all of the whole armada? That would leave the system in defense of the cannons, and the planetary defense fleets."
"Do not question the Consortium's decision!! Yes, we will bring the whole armada, we must make a showing, to the galaxy that we will not stand back anymore while governments colonize the worlds around us. Also, bring along 50 Transports, full of marines. The Iron-Fist of Monocanjh will be felt during the battle."

Armada Departing:
5 Gamilion Carriers
-40 Feighy Fighters each Carrier
8 Nihonet Battleships
20 Magnus Destroyers

The Collapsian ships rushed forward, alongside the Gaian ships. They would not be left out of the first wave.

Each dropship ran its engines at one gravity of acceleration. The ships weren't built for this, and it would consume their fuel rapidly, but the dropships have to reach their enemies. The marines had to brace for the acceleration, as "down" became to the back of the ship, instead of free fall.

The corvettes accelerated faster, at four gravities. Their pilots felt the strain, but they trained for worse. Long tails of plasma streaked out from the corvettes. They cut out their engines as they neared the enemy, and switched to laser drives, and only used them to adjust their courses to avoid being tracked easily.

Each corvette launched a dust missile, blossoming into a dust cloud between them and the Green Sun ships to hide them further. They could pick out the massive shapes of the battleships through the haze, but the tiny corvettes would be much harder to notice. Each of the corvettes launched three nuclear missiles. Of these twelve, two headed at the undamaged Green Sun Battleship, one at the damaged one. The second aimed for the undamaged ship was set to only detonate if the first failed to drop the Green Sun ship's shields. Two flew at each carrier, one at the destroyer, two at one cruiser, and each remaining cruiser had one missile aimed at it.

The corvettes reloaded. The missiles flew away from them, adjusting on inefficient cold jets, then activated their more powerful, more efficient hot drives at some distance from their launch points. Meanwhile, the corvettes continued to close on their targets, although still behind their hot dust clouds. Soon they would be able to use their most lethal weapons, if need be.

White Ship, the brain of the mission, broadcast to the Gaian ships "Keep clear of the nukes!"

The battle had begun.

((A bit nuke happy taint ye? =oO= ))
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The Gaian vessels didn't care. They simply analayzed the dispersal pattern and increased frequency rotation to deal with the EMP effect.

In the end, the vessels were more concerned with completing their mission than expecting to return. They simply continued to fire Ion blasts at the targeted vessel's shields.

But then the Gaian vessels relayed one tactic of their own. "~ :: // Suggest containment and capture. All force necessary to subdue would be proper. \\ :: ~"

To be blunt, Gaian technology allowed them to give thie leeway approach. In practice though...........

OOC: I've added an explanation of the thought process behind the corvettes on the Planets I forums (on my Collapsian Fleets post).

White Ship acknowledged the transmission "Affirmative. Moving to secure enemy battleships, neutralizing all others." The dropships cut their engines. They'd need the fuel for deceleration and emergencies. Besides, they had time. They needed to wait until the corvettes had disabled the Green Sun fleet before they could safely advance. There was time.

I will post my arrival in the system after Green Sun's next post.

OOC: Collapse, I'm tempted to ignore that. Remember what tech my ships use. Nukes would have very minimal damage to my battleships since
A) We're in space, so radiation and heat have no effect
B) My Plasma shields
3) My Plasma turrets)
IC:
Green Sun:
As the Corvettes charged, the Carriers launched their fighters. Hundreds of the best pilots Green Sun could offer swarmed out of the gaint ships, firing their Laser Gatling guns like crazy. The dust did not demoralise them; They charged through it all the same. As the Corvettes came into veiw through the fog, they armed their missiles. Collapsia would not bring their fleets to the field.
United Cultures:
The Admiral now knew that the only way to have Green Sun's fleet stand down is to beat them into it once again. They launched their own fighters to aid the Corvettes. The Cruisers and Battleships moved in for the kill. They armed their MAC Guns and their Laser Cannons. If they did not stand down after this warning, they would fire.
"This is your final warning. Stand down immediately."
"We have already told you. President Uziel has fled and they are the last goverment we have. We will defend them."
"But President Uziel has returned, did you not hear? Or did your 'Only Goverment' forget that little detail?"
"He's back?"
"Indeed he is."
"This is unfortuneate. All fighters! Divert! Divert! Attack the Congress ship!"

OOC: Yeah, the nukes won't do much damage. They're "mere" megaton yeilds, whereas in the Halo novels, it takes 20-30 megatons to take down a Covenant ship, and your ships have the same degree of shielding.

However, without shields, these blasts would be effective, possibly lethal.
The nukes are mostly flares of light in space, but that's most weapons. The rules you've declared the law of Planets I say they're useful.

IC:

"Sir, our nukes are doing nothing!"

The four corvette pilots watched as the dust clouds lit up, scattering the laser blasts of the Green Sun fighters.

"Make a burst at ten gee. Fire dust missiles to cover yourselves as you emerge from the wall. The battleships won't be able to take our engines." "Sir!"

The plasma tails erupted from the four tiny ships again, this time twice as long. The fusion reactors couldn't handle this for long, nor could the pilots.

The dust clouds did a poor job of hiding the corvettes, but that wasn't their intended purpose. Their goal was to refract light and impede the Green Sun lasers, something these dust clouds were designed to do well.

White Ship was lagging behind, having only traversed five light-seconds, along with the other Dropships. The corvettes were much closer, and, in the heat of battle, Corvette 1 had taken over corvette command, as the forty-second roundtrip a radio message must take to reach White Ship would be far too long.

The Congress Battleship was now cornered by many ships.
"Don't fire. We're going to use the marines on the ship to capture them. No need to waste the ship. You may court-marshall me and my crew, but I want these bastards handed over to the rest of Green Sun. I thought they were going to protect the Dream, but they don't know a thing about it."
The Admiral of Green Sun understood. The captain of the ship would be court-marshalled and then tried for treason. Most likely he would move to United Cultures and live out the rest of his life like many before him had done.
"All allied forces, there is no reason to attack them now. They're a friendly.This war is finally over."
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Within twenty-four hours, all of the 530 congressmen were arrested and then in a week were tried for treason by Green Sun. They are awaiting trial by the UN for genocide. Green Sun is now at peace. But an unexpected visitor is about to change the course of Green Sun's history.

((Just so I can wrap thing up...))
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The Gaian BatteCarriers held their attacks until the peace call suddenly was declared.

The remaining Gaian fighters returned without incident, and damaged ones tractored in for eventual repair.

At that..

":: \\ ~ It is done....... ~ // ::"

Without word, they simply charge and Jump their vessels to the last given coordinates of the Gaian Facet Fleet.

This time they had not failed.

Green Sun asks Gaian Ascendancy to use their technology on all the lives lost of the planet Green Sun, the war itself, and the victims of the giant Tsunami on Red Homes.

OCC: I always seem to miss the good parts...grr

The Concordiat fleet sat, content on watching the maelstrom around them. The nuclear flares that came to close (if any :)) were absorbed into the battlescreen capacitors on board the Concordiat ships-of-war.

Way back before the capture:

"The enemy ships have surrendered. Disengage," came the call from Corvette 1. By a slight burst of fusion flame, all four corvettes dodged the Green Sun government fleet, then, once clear, began to decellerate. The corvettes re-assembled with the dropships, and nudged them into a more stable orbit. A Collapsian investagatory Jumpship jumped into the Green Sol system, found the new system the Collapsian force had been taken to, and picked them up.

Collapsia made new plans.

"All forces retreat. This war is over. We're letting the UN decide on their fate now."