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OOC: Okay, if you want to join in, go to this thread: Sign-Up Thread (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=457400). This is the IC battle thread.

IC:
The Probe Droid drifted silently past the planet. So far, it had remained undiscovered, due to its advanced cloaking device. It had completed its preliminary scans of the planet and began to send off what it had found. This process took 15 minutes, at which point it prepared to open a warp gate and return to the main fleet. Unfortunately, it had to de-cloak to do this and during the brief gap, it was discovered by an enemy cruiser and blown up. But it was too late.

On board the Command Ship Daedulus, Admiral Gheist stood before a hologram of his leader Lord-Marshall Cetanu Guan'thwei.
"Yes my Lord, the probe did its job splendidly, but was destroyed before it could explore any more systems."
The hologram raised its head. "What did it find?"
"An inhabited planet my Lord, within the area of space controlled by a nation known as the Colonial Federal Government of CorpSac. They have a very strong military, but if we can take the planet quickly and set up an Orbital Defence Platform Network, we may be able to hold it long enough for reinforcements. While the CorpSac military is strong, the current defence of the planet is relatively weak allowing us to take it. The probe also found that the area of space is highly unstable to Warp Travel.”
“Then how can you get in?”
“If we open a warp gate to just outside the unstable area, we can use our Sublight engines to move in without any threat. Although they will detect our approach and may be able to amount a defence.”
Cetanu though for a moment. His nation needed land, and badly. This planet seemed perfect, although in another nations space.
“You have a go Commander. You will take Armies 2, 3, 4 and 5. Along with half the Navy and most of the Air Cavalry. We have contacted the Helghan Empire and they have offered aid for us, in return for part of the planet. Wait for the codeword before initiating attack. Once it has begun, General Varnak will have full command. Is that clear?”
“Yes my Lord.”

Within 3 hours the fleet was well on the way. It took 1 hour to reach the end of the Warp portion of the travel. Once exiting the Warp Gate, Admiral Gheist gave an order to his pilot,
“Switch to 3 quarters Sublight engines. Get as close as you can without attracting suspicion. If the make contact, tell them we are merely awaiting the rest of our fleet before moving on to another part of space and that we mean no harm. As soon as The Helghan Empire arrives, launch the attack."

The largest military base in Helghan was rallying for officers in the Helghast military hierarchy. Scolar Visari - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire - and General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army - were definetly the two to be there.
In the Planning Room, the generals and Staff Commanders met. The room was large and circular. Helghast Elites and Bodygaurds were protecting the room - but from what?
As the Helghast officers all sat on small desks, next to eachother, General Lente, who sat by Scolar Visari, rose in his military uniform. "Comrades, war has come to Helghan yet again. Our friend, Helghan Colonial Force, is beggining to mount an assault on a colonial system called The Colonial Federal Goverment of CorpSac." The General pulled out a small "remote" and pointed and clicked in the direction of the center of the room. A holographic rotating map of CorpSac's colonies appeared. "They are very much larger than our size, but, with the Colonial Force's and our combined massive military power is garunteed to sack that system.
"But we still need pre-definite logistics on how we plan to take the system - rather than planning as we learn from combat." Then he pointed at the white-colored circles. "You see those, that means they are unhabited by CorpSac - the black is populated."
Distressed mumbling started in the crowd as generals spoke to the ones beside them. This caused Lente to stop talking.
One general stood unaddressed and said, "How would we know if they aren't used for colonial outpost to suppress invasions?"
Lente wiped his mouth. "I'm glad you are curious General Stiaf. That's a very good question. That is why I planned ahead. You see, in order to prove this is true, I have conducted a plan - though it's more of how we invade - during this forthcoming invasion," he answered. "I will answer this when this conference is over and we begin planning. Don't worry, I will not forget about your question."

Generals were busy planning some tactics they were hoping to use. Some other Staff Commanders were displeased with some invasion choices such as: Attacking the colony from the middle planet, like Delta Centari, and then flushing the entire colonial nation out from all sides; and attacking one populated planet (CAD-040) but it would cost lots of oil and battery power the Attack Ships used, also to mention that three more planets were near it - thus, vulnerable to massive planetary flanks.
But more Staff Commanders and generals were more concerned with the economic support that will help Helghast armies in this colonial war.
After Scolar Visari - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire - talked to the economic-concerned generals, he decided to propose to issue a temporary law to increase the work the citizens provided.
When he said this, he said, "Because we are more concerned about fuel, food, and machines of war, we will increase work spans the Helghast people are doing. Some will disagree because more work means more exaution, but then they will remember how many people are in the armed forces, and most importanty, three-fifths of those workers have at least one family member in the military. Trust this law, this will work because I believe that 61% of the provisions and food should go to the military. Many families will be starving, but our trade routs with another ally can help with that and some of the reserve food. They will be emergency food for or workers."
No one disagreed with the law, not only did it make since (and Visari just cooked the plan up in ten minutes) but sometimes what he says is law is law.

General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army - called for every to settle down and remain where they are. When everyone was quiet, he began, "General Stiaf had asked about how do we know if CorpSac is primarily using the uninhabitable planets are used to nuetralize invasions - at least as best they could. Here is how we will conduct the invasion - some proposed invasion tactics, I appreciate their ideas, but as Head of The Helghan Empire Military, you will listen to my tactical approach. Now please turn your attention to the hologram again"
Everyone turned to it - the holographic map of CorpSac still floated.
"You see that sector? Colonial Arm Beta? Colonial Arm Beta has two inhabited planets and two uninhabited.
"Our invasion force will consist of one army. We'll add more armies if we are able to conquer CA Beta. The army, I decided to choose, is the Helghast 5th Army."
The Staff Commander - who was Head of the 5th Army raised his eyes a little bit. It wasn't fear or curiosity, it's his signal of paying closer attention.
"I choose the 5th Army because of it's fast transport - not our Attack Ships, the ground vehicles. Now, look at the three white-colored planets. See how they are positioned? This is a choice for our invasion force. When we reach the white-colored planets, we'll set up half of the Army's forces in each. We still don't know how this'll prove that the planet is uninhabitable, but the fast transports can help search for any CorpSac forces that could be sentried there."
General Lente caught his breath and returned to his plans. "If we occupy both '040 and '020, we can break or intercept any communications that any other CorpSac colony might be sending to CAB-030. The army that split up will be called Army Group A and B. Group A will be the one on CAB-040. If all goes well, our movement won't be noticed and-" - he coughed - "flank CAB-030 from the north and south. But when our invasion is noticed, forces of the other colonies will try to occupy any other uninhabited planets to weaken our invasion. That's why, I will be good if we kept one-fourth of Army Group B on the occupied colony to weaken any force that could dismantle our occupation. But to make it simpler, Army Group A will give up one-fourth as well.
"But now here comes a more tougher part. Port Aurther" - he pointed at - "CAB-010 has, shown, lifelines to Alpha Brenti and Corp'Na. We must avoid being flanked ourselves. Wich now comes to a revamp, of the invasion force, we will send another Army with the 5th Army. I don't now. This can help save us from being flanked when we attack '030. And if other colonial sectors start mobilizing to attack us, they will leave other colonies undefended. But I do not know Helghan Colonial Force's plans - I will send a message to them shortly after.
"Not to get ahead, but if all goes well and '030 surrenders, we will surround CAB-010 for an invasion. That, is the plan."'
When the General finished, there was utter silence. Then, the 5th Army Staff Commander stood and clapped for a short moment. "I love it, General. Excellent. Your entire plan makes so much sense and I am just enlightened." This was not sarcasm.
"Thank you. I believe it makes so much sense too - though, that's why I chose it."
"Well, when will we start preparing?"
Before Lente could answer, The Supreme Leader jumped up he said. "Well first, I need to issue a new law to enhance food and provisional surplus so we can ensure that no soldier is poorly equipped. An estimated three days perhaps?"
Lente replied, "Then we will make it four days, an extra day could help soldiers prepare. And besides, CorpSac is completely unaware so we have enough time. And I will need a few hours to decide which Army will be accompanying the 5th Army."



==Encryped Transmission==
From: General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army
To: Lord-Marshall Cetanu Guan'thwei
Subject: Your invasion plans.

We need to know your invasion plans against CorpSac. We are unaware and we need to know in two days. Also, my two invasion forces will begin invading in four days. When will you begin?

Transmission Ended
==Encryped Transmission==

OOC: Helghan Colonial Force, just say that you know my invasion plans. I didn't feel like repeating myself for the transmission.

Supreme Admiral O'Riley was working late in his office when he heard a noise out side. He signaled to the secret service agent who was in the room to check it out while he reached for the hand gun that was hidden under his desk.
"Sir," Sean McManahan, the agent, said as he looked out the door, "You might want to see this." The Admiral looked out the door to his office to find Patrick O'Harn lying on the floor. "Call down to Medical tell them its an emergancy!" he yell at McManahan. The Admiral watched the agent use the phone on O'Harn's desk. "Come on, Pat stay with me, don't die on me! Think of your wife, think of your kids!"
In five minutes O'Harn was officaily dead. O'Riley watched as they pulled the cool white cloth over the face one of his few true good freinds was wheeled out of the medical center of the Kremlit and down to the mourge near the basement. The autopsy stated that cause of death was a heart attack brought on by sudden stress or fear.
O'Riley went upto O'Harn's old office and took a look at his computer. On his screen was a report about Helghan forces looking like they were preparing for an assult. It also mentioned the fact that several scout drones were sent out to check out some of the surrounding systems. One of the systems was where O'Harn's family was staying for vaction. The reports indicated that that system was the most probable target.

CAB-030, 0130 hours

The system was an empty system, only colonised for the rich sorces of metals in the astorid belt and on the planet. Colonised nearly 50 years ago by the Terraformers, the once barron world was becoming more terran like, the air was breathable but it was hard to breath in some areas of the planet.

The Carrier task force was stuck in the system, it was unsafe to make a jump out of the system with a high risk of loseing ships. The Task force was part of the elite 101st fleet, The Black hand. the 101st was in CAB-040 clearing out a recent pirate infestation. Captain Ivan wasnt happy with the delay, 24 hours they had to wait for a bit of action, or so they thought.

The Battle group was on patrol in the outskirts of the system, Ash was on dutiy on the bridge of the Killma II dreadnought, he watched the sensor reports. He toko a sip of his coffee when he suddenly drop the cup. For a split second it was if time slowed down as the cup fell to the floor and the coffee spilt all over the floor.

"holy shit" he said quickly sitting down and reading over the sensor data. "shit shit shit, CAPTAIN" he shouted.

"what is it ash" the Captain asked, her hair tied back. she was a vary good looking woman in her mid 30s. She turned round from speaking to the commander, her 2nd in command.

"you better have a look at this" he replyed standing up "mutiply contacts, moving slowly in system, ETA to our postion on there current corse and speed....2 maby 3 hours"

The Captain looked at him, "tell me your joking, how meny?" she said rushing over to ash.

"i dont know, cant make a confirmed number...at lest a fleet size maby armada not shore....more then us at any rate." Ash replyed "ive cheaked the data 5 times and cheaked it with the sensor net, its confirms that there is alot of metal out there and its moveing in."

"what the fuck are they doing in our space....contact high command, infrom them we have a large body of ships in our space. Inform the carrier group tell them to prepare for the defence of the planet. Get the planetary defence net up anad running, its better being safe then sorry." The Captain order to the comms officer, "get the battle group ready, i want fighters pilots ready now."


Alarms went off across the ship, people rushing back and forth. The group had suddenly moved into a defensive postion, fighters were sent out around the group.


"Captain Ivan, flash message from the battle group, unknown fleet outside the system, current corse is towards the system slowly. Planet defence has been informed. Fighter patrols have been dubbled we've been ordered to help with the defence." The comms officer reported.

"hum...pirates i bet" Ivan replyed.

"no sir, unknowns. a large force but numbers are sectchy." The comms officer replyed.

"have the task force cover the planet, the naval base can handle it self. Transport what marines we have on the ships down to the planet, the defence force down there wont hold up, 400 marines down there....i hope that this isnt an invasion and just Captain Iris being paranoid." Ivan replyed.

OOC: Are you talking to Helghan Colonial Force, or The Helghan Empire?

OOC: Are you talking to Helghan Colonial Force, or The Helghan Empire?

im rewriting that post now, bare with me

"General Lente.This is General Ludvan Varnak, leader of the Colonial Attack Armada. We have recieved ther transmission of your attack plans. However, we request you assist us in breaking through the target planet's orbital defences. We understand that you wish to protect our flanks, and are graetly apreciative for this. We will need however a large amount of help getting through the orbital defences."

As soon as the message was sent, Varnak turned to Admiral Gheist.
"Trouble Admiral?" asked the General. Varnak replied, his face looking worried.
"The CorpSac ships have detected us and moved to a defensive position."
"Didn't they get our transmission?!"
"Either they didn't or they're just ignoring it."
"Prepare all fighters and get the ships that aren't carrying Ground Forces to move to attack position. Resend the Transmission. If the Helghan Empire aren't here in....10 minutes..."
"What, Ludvan?" asked Gheist.
"I'll give the codeword."
"And once we get through the atmosphere?"
"Land our ground forces, Air Cavalry and Ground Armies first, far from any habitats. Equip them with rebreathers of course. Once we have a ground base, begin clearing the planet."
"Yes, General."

OOC: hang on your outside the system (or so i thought), its going to take a while at sublight speed to get to the planet (and though the astroid belt at the outer rims of the system, its full of mines and such from the old empire)

==Encypted Transmission==
From: General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army
To: General Ludvan Varnak, leader of the Colonial Attack Armada
Subject: Your request and our reply

Denied. I am terribly sorry but we need four days to prepare. We can't just rush an entire army and load them up in our Attack Ships, then get near the colonised planets in such short time. I just want the best for my troops. Your forces will have to do the best to take out CorpSac's defences.

Transmission Ended
==Encrypted Transmission==

To: The Leader and/or Leaders of CorpSac
From: The Desk of Supreme Admiral O'Riley

Some of our spies have turned up some possible information about an invasion on you from the Helghan Empire. The assult from them will take a few days to be launched but it is definatly coming within a week. We offer our assistance.

"General? What do we do?"
Varnak considered his options, he could go to the Helghan Empire and meet with them there, but that would ruin this opportunity. The planet's defences were weak. No he had to attack.
"I just have one thing to say..." Varnak opened a comm-link with every ship in the fleet.
"All units, Kraken. I say again, the code has been given, Kraken."

Within moments every Assault ship had turned towards the CorpSac planet, the ships not carrying Ground Forces at the head.
"Admiral, get us to that planet." Said Varnak. Gheist turned to his pilot.
"Bring Sublight's from 75 to 100 percent. Charge shields and get all gunmen to their gunnery bays and turrets. Get our fighters out in space, but no too far away." ordered Gheist.
"Gheist, How long until we reach the planet?" asked Varnak.
"About 2 and a half hours at full speed. The length is due to the asteroid field between us and them, which is most probably mined. Our fighters will have to clear the field of mines so we can get through with minimal damage to our Capital ships."
Varnak nodded. He strode over to the comm-link and sent a message to the Helghan Empire.
"General Lente. This is Varnak. We are beginning our attack on the CorpSac fleet. This will take a few hours. Once the way is clear, we'll communicate with you. But be warned, by the time you get here, enemy reinforcements may have arrived. Varnak out."

General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army - made a message to all Helghast Staff Commanders in Helghan. He finally made up his mind on who will join the 5th Army.
It was to be...the Helghast 9th Army - for their brilliant defensive tactics and veteran Elite Soldiers - their prize possession. He said that they have three days to prepare; the 5th Army was one day ahead.
The Helghan Empire is currently filling up with provisions for the two armies preparing for war.


Scolar Visari - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire - was busy writing the new law for Helghan. He would finish it by tommorrow and instead, issue it on the same day - instead of having a third day. He just wanted to have a head start.

CAB-030 system
Outer rim
10Km from Astroid belt

The Battlegroup 27 had made a short jump to a more defenderble location when it detected the fighters being launched from the unknown fleet, it was a risky move but it would help hold the enemy at bay.

"Report?" Iris asked when the exited the short jump, she never liked jumps but it was worse when a storm was around.

"no ships lost sir, one of the covettes is reporting some damage but nothing major. The enemy are moving towards the belt it will take them atlest an hour to get there, if there smart they will try and get though the Life pass its the only place that capital ships will be able to get though. If they attempt to go though the belt itself...well....chances are they would lose more ships then trying to get though the defended pass." Commander Rouge said, he was a tall man and well built and vary smart.

Iris looked over the bridge, so meny young faces she thought, so meny that will die for an unknown reason. She took in a deep breath and sighed.

"vary well, we wait, block the exit to the life pass and have fighters set up ambush sites dotted around the pass, by the size of the enemy fleet troop transports must be around they are the main targets anything elce is a bonus." Iris said "what of Captain Ivan?".

"hes setting up the defence of the colony, as of yet all civilan ships here are Evacing as meny civilians as they can carry and pushing out of the system. The fighter wings are being set up for defences around the planet, meny of them being preped for taking out anything that enters the atmosphere." Rouge replyed looking at the map on the tactical table, nobody like this, Intel was going to get a bollocking from the High Command.



Back at the colony the carrier group in orbit prepared for an attack, around 200 fighters from the naval base around the 1st moon had moved down to the planet to protect them, the naval base itself was being evacuated. There was no way the old station would be able to hold out that long, computers were being wiped, it was the same on the planet, all military bases were wiping the computers and burning paper back files.

Down on the colony in the northen southen passes the marines waited, the only viable locations for any ground forces to land were the entraces to the 2 passes. The rest of the planet was full of craters, hills, mountains and vary rugged terran.

"hey Sarg, what is it we're fighting, its not like the navy to send down an extra company to defend the planet let alone get half our platoon to set up extra defences in the pass." Hixs asked as he looked out from the bunker down to the ground of the pass.

"we dont know but we do know that they are not here for dinner, its a massive fleet and they want a few rounds pumped into them." The Sarg replyed looking up from her rifle, she sat ther cleaning it.

"is it true, are we planning on blowing the fusion reactors if we lose the colony?" Hixs asked looking back at the sarg.

"yep, the fail safe has been activated, you know what the Goverment is like about loseing a colony. If we dont control it no one does, they dont want any of our terraforming tech or anything elce for that matter to fall into unknown hands. hell the Boomer Planet was ment to go online in about 6 mounths. dam if only that was completed on time." The Sarg replyed, shacking her head. "i only heared stories but boomers in combat were evil."

She sat there drifting off into a day dream, for a short moment in time she forgot it all, this dam rock, the coming storm and the pain.

"Hay sarg, better look frosty they'll be coming soon."

The sarg shock it off, Hix was right, god was he right. They way the defences had been set up in the ridge there was force to hold off a few 100 troops for hours. Trip mines, Sentreyguns, Ripper mines design to rip though armor and flesh and god knows what elce. There Nuclear mines had 3 failsafes activated, timer of 15 hours, laser trip sensors and switch. Any one of the 3 would sent of the 2 low yeald tactical nuclear mines. It was the same at the other pass i nthe south, Police forces and other colonial marines started maning the walls and building, Defence systems activated across the colony and the surrounding area, AA guns and other AA weapons warmed up waiting for the falling fighters and dropships. The Other defence weapons on the walls and hidden in the region also warmed up, waiting to open fire, waiting to kill.

Readanian Exploration Fleet Five
Near CAB-040 and the Colonial Helghan Fleet

"Admiral Rastov, we are nearing checkpoint 505-A and exiting hyperspace. Our scanners have detected what appears to be a fleet preparing to attack Planet 505-1." reported Navigation and Communication Officer Collins, "Should we attempt to hail them?"

"What nation do your maps say this planet belongs, Officer Collins?" inquired the Admiral.

"From best our navigators can tell, an ally from the Galactic Empire called CorpSac."

"The Galactic Empire has been reformed without us, CorpSac is no ally of ours anymore. Hail the fleet preparing to attack; the Emperor wanted us to find and attempt to take any new territories available and it shall be done!" stated Rastov boldly, "Prepared the fleet for battle."

Greeting to Helghan Colonial Forces:

Greetings,
We, of the Readanian 5th Exploration Fleet, are curious as to your intentions within this area of space.
-Comm Officer James Collins

Exploration Fleet:

The RSS Despot (Fortress-class Destroyer/Carrier)(200 fighters, 50 transports)
2 Insidious-class Carriers (Carries 150 fighters, 25 Transports)
4 Readanian Frigates
300 Droid Fighters (Readanian Cannon Fodder)
100 RMI Fighters
100 RA Bombers
75 Troop Transports
20 Armor Transports
5 Supplying Transports

From the Desk of the Supreme Admiral Francis X. Crowley, Drexel Hillsville
To The Leader and/or leaders of CorpSac

Due to a rather sudden change in our government I feel that we can no longer offer our aid in this struggle. My deepest regrets.

Greetings,
We, of the Readanian 5th Exploration Fleet, are curious as to your intentions within this area of space.
-Comm Officer James Collins

General Varnak, thought for a moment. After a few moments he decided to reply:
"Greeting Readanians. I am General Varnak of the Helghan Colonial Armada. We are preparing an assault on a nearby populated planet, owned by CorpSac. If you attempt to stop us, we shall destroy you. However, if you wish to help...we have detected a gap in the nearby asteroid field. We have termed it the Gateway. Meet us there."
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The Fleet was moving quickly towards the Gateway. The fighters broke off and sped towards the asteroids around the pass, to destroy any ambushing ships. The rest of the fleet halted.
"Admiral, we cannot risk Transports. How many non-transport ships do we have?" asked Varnak.
"Well we have 300 ships in total, Planetary Assault Ships that is. About 20 of our ships are carrying armies, leaving 280 for combat." replied Gheist.
"Good, send off 200 of them and keep the other 80 around the transports. Not only to fend off attackers, but since we use the same ships for attack and transport, it may confuse them."
"Yes, General."

Within seconds, 200 Planetary Assault Vessels began to move forward, they were led by Vice-Admiral Kryptman and his Command ship. Alongside them flew over 25,000 Deep Space Fighters. Leech Craft were prepared on board the Assault Vessels for boarding operations, their self-destruct sequences ready in case their boarding parties were unsuccessful.
"Captain Paulus. Bring the Railgun online and get all gunnery bays ready. Double the guard in case we have enemy boarding parties to fight." ordered the Vice-Admiral.
"Yes, sir. Shield up, Railgun online and all engineers are at their respective gunnery bays and turrets."
"Here we go, into the Gates of hell."

OOC:If you think my fleet is WAY too big, just tell me. The reason is that they are all the same ship allowing easier mass-production.

OOC: no problem in size (my entire fleet size combined is in the region of 2000+ just never use it at the same time, each fleet is a 100 strong)

IC:

"Sir, there moving though the pass now. We count 200 capital ships, the other 100 are behind. there most likly carrying any ground troops." The CO reported to Iris.

"vary well, activate the defence system and scramble all comm systems apart from our own. I dont want there fighters getting data from the command ships or them calling for reinforcements. Open a channal to the battlegroup." she ordered.

"done sir" the comms officer replyed.

"Attention all personel of the 27th battlegroup, as you all know over an hour ago we detected a large body of ships moving towards the system. In a few minutes they will be within weapons range and all hell will brake lose. I know that we will not all make it back from this battle, it has been a honor to serve with you all in one of the finist battlegroups in the sector. Now we must hold the line, for each moment we hold the enemy at bay the more time the people in the colony have to get to safety and teh defences can hold up. Now it is the time, to show the full force of the Colonial Navy and show these fools what it means TO BE CORPSAC'AN"

Roars across the ship could be heared, cheers across the entire battlegroup could have been heared if not for the vacum of space. Moral was though the roof, they felt as if nothing would stop them, not even death itself and it would show in the coming battle, they would show them what it ment to fight.

In the astroid belt the defences activated, power siqnatures suddenly spiked in the pass. defence guns in the astroid powered up, befor they were undetected now it was clear as day. Missile platforms locked on, in a matter of minutes the entrace to the pass was full of metal slugs and missiles, targeting fighters and capital ships alike.

"this is fighter commander, all squadrens target the transports to the rear, d what ever it takes. when you run out of ammo ram the fuckers. Move out" came voer the comm system for the fighters.

Suddenly the fighters in the belt powered up, shoting out from both flanks of hte fleet, meny of the fighters got cut up as they tryed to smash though the enemy fighters. Out number over a 100:1, it was a hopeless fight but it didnt matter, the fighters fired off the ship killer torpedos, even if it didnt make it to the target it would wipe out a large mass of the enemy fighters that protected the flanks, the joys of sevral gigaton warheads, big bang, massve fire ball and one hell of an EM pulse.

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Delta Centari system
Terra, Captal world

Terra, a butiful world, one of the cleanest worlds in the system. The Presidant and her cabinet, the invasion in the CAB-030 system didnt go un noticed.

"activate the resive force, that way we are ready for an invasion." One of hte generals stated.

"how do we know this is an invasion, this could be just some empire trying to make it mark. we've delt with them befor we can do it again." Another adviser replyed.

The presidant looked round, barly taking in the bickering and such, this kinda of attack was not something to do if you wanted just one system. She turned to kayla who was standing at the door in the trade mark Long coat and black clothes.

"What do you think Kayla?" Kimiko asked, Kayla was an Ex Colonial marine aswell and extremly good taction.

"Personaly, this is a front attack, a way to draw our forces out of the other arms. I would send 3 Colonial fleets from the Inner core to boost the protection of port aruther, CAB-010 and CAB-020. The 101st can hold CAB-030 no problem. the 191st is stationed at Port Aurther along with the 10th and 7th, if we wait for the other 3 fleets, 2 pulled from the Alpha arm and 1 pulled from teh Delta arm we can use the 10th to invade CAB-030. The 191st and the 7th can wait it out at Port Aurther. Push all forces on high alert and prepare to call on the resives. If it turns into a full blown invasion of the colonial Federal Goverment, thats when full force is used with no holding on what we use." Kayla said carmly looking at the presidant "but thats just what i think".

The bigering turned to sniggering, words of disagrement net no one spoke out right.

"i agree, have the 5th, 6th and 9th fleets to move to Port Aurther, have all CFG forces in CAB boost alert to high have all defences at full. Have all forces across CFG space be at combat status aswell as all defences. i will make a statement to the public tomorrow, if this goes wrong i want our Reps in ESUS nations to be full informed and be ready to ask for a shit load of help. thats all" she said, she stood up and so did all who were seated, they saluted her and then she walked out.

"i dont like this one bit Kayla" she said as the walked down the corridor side by side.

"i know, this Isloation seems to have gotten to htere heads, 100 years of nothing and now this and they think its nithing. we should be prepared for a hell of a ride." Kayla replyed.

The day ends. The night begins. Scolar Visari - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire - was ready to give his speech. When his technicians finished directing The Supreme Leader to the Recording Room of the Helghan Headquarters, he was equipped with microphones hidden in his clothes and sat on a small stool.
The Recording Room was filled with cameras and radio recording systems. This official statement was to be broadcasted on television sets and radios.
When the director gave the signal, Visari began.
"Hello this evening my fellow Helghasts. Tomorrow, the Helghast 5th and 9th Armies will be invading a colonial region. Officers and Generals were critically concerned about supplies during wartime when we were planning operations. And during that time, I have decided to make a new law for this to immediately ensure that Helghasts soldiers are equipped correctly.
"This new statement urges only industries that are part of supplying the military - the food industries, arms manufacturing, oil suppliers, etcetera.
"This is unfair for them, but I have decided that the good people who are part of them should work eighteen hours a day than the usual thirteen hours. As you are currently hearing this, and are part of those industries, I know you are upset and mad at this new law. More work-time means more exaustion - I am aware of that, but you will get used to it. I apologize to you all but if we work the regular hours, our troops will be ill-equipped. That will not be acceptable - especially that we are about to conquer several planets in the colony. 60% of the supplies being manufactured will go to the military. The rest will be used for the citizens. Some families might starve, but the trade setups we have with our friend Czardas can cover your needs. Including the reserve and emergency food.
"Who knows, nearly all Helghast clans have at least one loved on in the Armed Forces right now. Don't you want to make sure that they are safe with the right supplies and hope to see them again? I think you do. The law is initiated on the next morning. But I want to tell you this, this law is only temporary! When the war is over, you all can go back to regular work times - though, until any next war. Thank you for listening - or watching. Goodnight."

The two Armies are immediatley stocking up on supplies at the same time. The massive Helghast warships, the Attack Ships, were landed. Trucks were deploying provisions in them. War machines were being loaded into the Cargo Bays. And the batteries the Attack Ships used were retired and sent to charge up - then placed back into the Ships. The same went for the armored units that ran on batteries.
Oil was being put into the Attack Ships as active and reserve fuel - same for a few of the war machines.
The Helghast Soldiers were getting a good night sleep in the Attack Ships. This time, they weren't going to go into the capital ships by Dropships it would waste time because the war started already.
Tomorrow, the soldiers of Helghan will be ready for their own invasion...of CorpSac...

"Vice-Admiral Kryptman sir, we have detected enemy gun emplacements on the asteroids. Fighters have taken casualties. Also, our comms have been scrambled. It'll take anywhere between 5 and 20 minutes to get it fixed,depending on the tech used." said an engineer.
"Do it, until then, we have to hope each pilot and captain can take care of themselves. Is the Railgun online?"
"5 minutes sir, then it'll be fully charged and ready to fire. Gunnery Bays and Turrets in range in 1 minute"
"Get ready to fire." ordered Kryptman. He staggered as an explosion rocked his ship. He knew that due to the Assault Vessels being mas-produced, they were not very well shielded or armoured, speed and firepower were much prefered by the designers, so he had to deal with the enemy fats or his ships would suffer a lot.
10...9....8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...0"Unleash hell."

Outside, every Gunnery Turret fired their lasers and high-explosive rounds. Every Bay fired a missile. The sight must have been terrifying, thousands of missiles and lasers flew towards the enemy fleet and some for the asteroids. A few seconds later every ship in his fleet opened up,adding yet more to the volley. The very last of his fighters poured out of the docking bays, swooping down and following the barrage of missiles into the heart of the enemy fleet. Their speed was unbelievable, they were a blur of silver and black, their missiles and high-explosive rounds fired at enemy fighters.

Kryptman's Captain spoke, "These people should know when they're conquered and give up. Surely they'll give up!"
In reply Kryptman said, "Would you Paulus? Would I?"

OOC: I know, Gladiator's is such a great movie.

==Encrypted Transmission==
From: General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army
To: General Ludvan Varnak, leader of the Colonial Attack Armada
Subject: Our arriving moment

The two Armies (Helghast 5th and 9th) have already taken off, hours ago. They will be here soon - a day at least. To prevent any premature casualties (before soldiers even engage in combat) I would ask to please draw all CorpSac attention to you while we enter the system. It would be best if they don't know about us when we occupy unpopulated planets. They could turn all their fire toward my ground forces and the two Armies could be eliminated in a short week.

Transmission Ended
==Encrypted Transmission==

OOC: My next post will be my arrival.

==Encrypted Transmission==
From: General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army
To: General Ludvan Varnak, leader of the Colonial Attack Armada
Subject: Our arriving moment

The two Armies (Helghast 5th and 9th) have already taken off, hours ago. They will be here soon - a day at least. To prevent any premature casualties (before soldiers even engage in combat) I would ask to please draw all CorpSac attention to you while we enter the system. It would be best if they don't know about us when we occupy unpopulated planets. They could turn all their fire toward my ground forces and the two Armies could be eliminated in a short week.

Transmission Ended
==Encrypted Transmission==

"Roger that General. We are currently engaging the enemy fleet in an attempt to reach the planet. Once we are there, we shall land and hopefully draw attention away from you."

The huge spike of energy from the asteriod defences spread alarm throughout the 5th Expedition Fleet. Though the fleet was heading towards to rondeview point that the Helghanians had directed, they now saw that to be a trap. They had attempted to reply to the HCF, but their communications had been jammed by the vile Corpsacians (as the Readanians call them.) Now it seemed uncertain as to how to approach the planet without being blasted to bits.

"Our fleet comm network is restored sir and the long range communications will be restored soon as well. We also ordered a halt to the fleet, fortunately before we came within range of their asteriod defences." reported Comm. & Navi. Officer Collins, "Yet, the asteriod barrier presents a hinderance to our invasion. Fortunately, the HFC is providing quite the distraction and we should be able to pass over or below the belt within a few days without too much notice. Shall we proceed Admiral?"

Admiral Rastov considered his options for a moment but ultimately he agreed stating, "We shall proceed, passing below the belt, out of range of their emplacements. Deploy fighter defences in the blind spots of our capital ships and have the Frigates guard the flanks of our carriers. Lastly, send a heavely encrypted message for reinforcements to High Command, we'll definately need it..."

(OOC: I'm gonna say that our reinforcements will arrive after CorpSac's.)

OOC: you do know it will take a few days to go under the belt at sub-light speeds, its going to Take HCF In game time about an hour to pass though the belt at the pass (hence why im confussed hes attacking my ships on the otherside with Missiles and such......my PDS will just target them and pick them off befor any major load gets near my ships. Im taking it his missiles are not as smart as some.) oh ya sos for the shit post...cold.

IC:

The 2 Xenophobic missile Frigates had lined up at the entrace of the pass supported by the corvettes, waiting for the enemy fleet to come into range. Even from here the flashes from the missiles and torpedos could be seen, the battle for the entrace of the pass had started. The Defences wouldnt last long but it didnt matter, weaken the force was the main goal of the defence platforms, it was the mines in the "walls of the pass" that would deal the gratest damage.

The Fight squads had been wiped out, tho they died within the first few minutes of the battle they died with pride. Scans of the enemy ships showed a major weakness, the fuel used, Oil as a fuel sorce wasnt a good idea. Whata fighters manage to get passed fired missiles and there guns into the area belive to be fuel storage. Even if the missiles didnt do it the fighter flying into the ship may have done.

Still unpowered the mines would wait until the Proxi sensors picked up a ship near it, low yeld fusion mines.

It was now a waiting game, within an hour or 2 the enemy ships would be in range of the Frigates barrage, inturn so would the battlegroup be in range of any enemy barrage.

As the battle raged on, the two Helghast Fleets (300 capitol ships for each) had finally arrived in the colonial system - or the Colonial Arm Beta system.
Lei Karuhk - Staff Commander of the Helghast 9th Army - forwards a message to the other Staff Commander.

From: Lei Karuhk - Staff Commander of the Helghast 9th Army
To: Ivane Krimsol - Staff Commander of the Helghast 5th Army
Subject: Our seperation

Now that we have successfully arrived in CorpSac, my 9th Army will now depart to Port Aurther while you begin occupying this nearby planet. I say my farewells to you and the 5th Army. I hope the best of your troops for the begginning of this war. Goodbye.

Transmission Ended

As the message was immediately sent, and without waiting for replies, the 300 Attack Ships, with the 9th Army garrisoned, started thier destination toward Port Aurther. They realise that they see, faint, firing near another planet as the battle rages. The Staff Commander ignored this because Helghan Colonial Force has their full attention. They were safe.
The 5th Army Staff Commander sent his farewells, and then pointed their Fleet toward CAB-040. Their plans for occupation were simple: Land, setup camps, maybe scout the surrounding areas, and wait until the 9th Army replies about it's occupation. Then wait for refueling and recharging of the Attack Ships, and finally, after the 9th Army has begun occupation after three days, they begin their assault upon CAB-030.

OOC: Actually, my ships are powered using non-explosive fusion. So missile hits in a fuel storage area would merely leak fuel and cause engine failure.

The Colonial Attack Armada was moving through the Gateway. Within the next 30 minutes they would be through, unless there was any sudden complications. The defences at the opening of the pass had taken a heavy toll on the fighter escorts, and some enemy fighters had attempted a break through towards the transports, but hadn't made it very far. A few Assault Vessels were damaged, but not too badly. Kryptman's Command Ship was still in perfect condition.
"Sir, we have detected several enemy Capital ships at the exit of the pass. No enemies within the belt."
None in the belt? Surely it would be a perfect place for an ambush? Why have we detected nothing... "Are you sure? The asteroids aren't blocking our scanners?"
"No, sir. There is nothin out there."
"Hmmm. I don't like this. Have the Transports and rest of the fleet entered the pass yet?"asked Kryptman.
"Not yet. Why?"
"Can we contact them?"
"Yes, sir. They are within range of short-range comms, but the long-range comms are still jammed."
"Good. Tell Admiral Gheist that there may be traps in the pass, and to wait for the all clear."
"Yes, sir. But if there is, how do we clear them?"
Kryptman thought. What could there be left? Turrets? They were no huge threat....Mines. Now they would be a problem.
"Get half our fighters to search the belt. If they pick up any metal or strange substance on an asteroid, they are to blow it up. Understood?"
"Yes Vice-Admiral."

A single Assault Vessel moved ahead of the fleet, accompanying the fighters. Captain Karl von Schrieben sat in his command chair.
Huh waste of time this search. We should charge! The enemy morale must be low after we took the entrance!
Outside, the fighters performed methodical scans of every asteroid close to the walls of the pass. Not a single asteroid was missed. Several mines had been picked up moments before they activated and exploded. So far 12 fighters had lost their lives to mines. And a whole lot more were about to die. Because, just on asteroid at the very edge of the pass was missed...

On the deck of his ship, Kryptman looked out. His fleet was stationary save one Assault Vessel. A few mines had exploded, taking out fighters, but the Assault Vessel was still...

There was an enormous flash of light. At first Kryptman took no notice. Another mine triggered by the careless approach of a fighter. But when he looked at where the flash had come from, he saw it was not a fighter which had triggered it, it was von Schrieben's ship.
"Oh no..." He knew the type of mine. Fusion Bomb, extremely powerful. Kryptman had just lost his first Assault Vessel...

"SEAL OFF ANY BREACHES! NOW!" yelled Karl. For the first time in his life he was terrified. His ship had been torn in half by the blast, one half drifting off into the belt, triggering another mine before being pounded by asteroids. Fortunately, his engines still worked. But he knew he would die. Ammo chambers were exploding, soon his ships fusion reactors would be destroyed, causing engine failure and leave him floating into the belt. He had one choice. Give his life for the rest of the fleet.
"ALL AHEAD FULL! FIRE INTO THE BELT WITH WHATEVER WE HAVE!" The half-ship lurched forward, cannons and missiles blazing, destroying as many asteroids as Helghastly possible. The ship swayed into the field, as the port side engine was destroyed in the chain reaction the mine had caused.
On the deck, von Schrieben armed the self-destruct for 5 seconds timer. Destroy as many asteroids and mines as possible.
"5...4...3...2...1...
There was a massive explosion, as the 10 kiloton self-destruct went off.

Kryptman stood shocked. Von Schrieben had given his life to take out as many mines as possible. No doubt many more remained. But Kryptman had only one choice.
"Move all ships into the pass. Move slowly, get fighters to double check all asteroids for mines. And keep weapons armed for when we get in range of enemy fleet."

It was a subtle thing, a heightened uncertainty, a twisting of chance, which heralded the vessel's arrival; a thousand meters of angular, slate grey armour simply appearing some ten light minutes - a full one hundred and eighty million kilometers - astern of the Helghan Colonial armada, such a location known via the handful of tiny, stealthed recon probes that secretly hid beyond the system's edge.

Her arrival was unusual, however; the web of Forerunner probes, always launched ahead of a jump, this time absent. Her sensors and drones not thunderously announcing her arrival with powerful active scans, nor indeed, any conspicuous emissions.

For the KAGV Indefatigable had arrived under full stealth, you see; her emissions controlled to blend into the background all but perfectly, while free-space holographics concealed her physical presence; other fields nullifying even her mass shadow, as well as other, vaguer things.

Invisible.

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"Jump complete, sir; engineering reports all green, displacers cycling."

"Good," Captain Lyon Mackenzie King acknowledged, eyes never leaving the central holotank he stood befor, "EmCon?"

"Black, sir," the lieutenant at EW reported, "No indication they're seen us yet; no reason they should."

King nodded, turning; eyes settling upon the teenage foxgirl sprawled across his command chair, chosen Avatar of the distributed sentience that was also his ship. "Your thoughts, Indie?"

"Um," the vixen pondered, "Looks like they're holding the crunchies back, so howsabout slipping a Blackjack through their rear guard and poppin' a few transports; flight time'll be atleast, say, fifteen minutes, so we slip away in the mean. By the time they know someone out here's shootn' up their ass, we'll be a couple MSK from 'ere..."

"...and running black as we are," King concluded, picking up her train of thought, "they'll never find us without knowing where to look. Right, and it'll buy the guys on the ground time if their fleet can't stop 'em."

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As so it was that thickly wrought armoured doors parted, and a single missile slipped forth from one of a hundred tubes; gyros reorienting it as stealth systems engaged, it's reactionless drives throttling up under tight emissions control. As lethal and silent as a knife in the dark, the Mark IV Blackjack slowly accelerating to high Cee fractional velocities befor idling it's drives; saving fuel for course adjustments and terminal attack maneuvers.

Meanwhile, Indefatigable slipped away into the night, a wolf lurking in the shadows of space.





OOC:

Mark IV Blackjack Heavy Standoff Stealth Missile:
Payload:
-6x Independent Attack Vehicle(IAV) /w Proximity Fused Anti-Capital Direct Matter-Energy Conversion Bomb Warhead
-4x Multi-Aspect EW Vehicle
-2x Anti-Fighter Formation Attack Vehicle
-4x Mixed-Payload Anti-Fighter Attack Vehicle
-1x Advanced Integrated stealth/ECM system

Attack Profile, Phase One(approach):
-Approach under stealth
-If detected, deploy and engage EWV(s)
-If missiles/strikecraft launched to intercept, employ anti-fighter submunitions
-At One Second from target, release all remaining payload to engage independent targets

Attack Profile, Phase Two(terminal)
-IAVs will attack Troop transports with conversion bomb warheads
-Remaining EW platforms, Anti-fighter Attack Vehicles, and Blackjack missile body will attack transports or, lacking that, targets of opportunity as kinetic impactors(they're traveling at a large fraction of lightspeed, afterall)
-Remaining Anti-Fighter Formation Attack Vehicles will attack massed fighter groups or, failing that, targets of opportunity, with either conversion bomb warhead(s) or as kinetic impactors.



Some explanation:

Independent Attack Vehicle = Any short-range attack missile usually employed as a submunition via a larger missile.

Multi-Aspect EW Vehicle = Similar to the IAV, this carries a mix of sensor-blinding, sensor-spoofing, and decoy drones

Anti-Fighter Formation Attack Vehicle = An IAV with a payload and drive optimised for taking out fighter formations

Mixed-Payload Anti-Fighter Attack Vehicle = An IAV carrying small, fast anti-fighter missiles and anti-fighter bomb-pumped laser mines with a multi-thousand kilometer attack range. The missile body serves an an anti-fighter kinetic missile after expending it's payload.


MSK = "Mega Strato Kilometer", aka "million kilometers."

The explosions were completely unsuspected.Admiral Gheist had thought te battle was going to take place in the pass.
"Engage enemy ships! Now!"
"Sir..."said a lowly engineer. "We can't. They evidently have a cloak, and its perfect. We didn't detect them nor them firing the missile nor the missile itself." Gheist stood confused, but as realisation came to him, his face contorted into concern. "So, we have another player. Get all Attack Vessel to surround the Transports and..."
"Sir, our attack vessels are our transports." said the same engineer.

Gheist felt like shooting him for his stupidity.
"I know that. But while all our craft are the same type, only some are actually transporting men. Idiot. Now, get the ones without men-now known as Attack Vessels- to surround those with men-transports- and encase them in a ball, should protect them a while and hopefully any more daggers in the dark will be aimed at an Attack Vessel, not a Transport. Speaking of, what was hit?"
"Three transports, sir, along with 10 Attack Vessels. Lucky shots in my opinion, after all, all the ships look the same and 80 of the 100 are not transports and the chances of hitting three Transports is highly unlikely, even with a multi-warhead missile"
"I don't care about your opinion Private...but thank you all the same. Damage Report?"
"Just came in,sir. We have lost one transport's mobility, they have it sorted though, another Attack Vessel is coming in adn they'll transfer all crew and Ground Forces to it. Transport Invisible Hand has a massive breach on the port side, they have it contained and their Ground Forces are fine, but they are severly weakened and are looking into getting another ship to use as a Transport instead of them. Deus Ex is not responding, but the Necron says it is completely gone."
"Jesus." said Gheist "How many men?"
"200,000 Ground forces Combat Personnel, along with a 1,100 strong crew."
"Alert High Command about their deaths. What about the Attack Vessels that were hit?"
"Three gone. One has shields at 23%, but hull is only minorly damaged. The other nine are reporting minor hull breaches, but contained and small loss of life. Total of 56 for all nine."
Gheist sighed, "Take comfort in small graces"

OOC:
You might want to read the notes I posted, as my missiles tend to be a bit special; in this case, there is one missile carrying 16 submunitions(plus the Blackjack itself), which will attack up to 17 different targets(tho given their inbound speed limits the number of viable targets they can hit after seperation and befor they zoom past, it's a given that they won't all hit different targets) - 11 as Cee-fractional kinetic-kill weapons(tho two might go after fighters with their warheads if targets present themselves), and 6 IAVs with powerful anti-capitalship conversion bombs.

This is, afterall, an expensive missile. The Indie doesn't stock that many.

OOC:
You might want to read the notes I posted, as my missiles tend to be a bit special; in this case, there is one missile carrying 16 submunitions(plus the Blackjack itself), which will attack up to 17 different targets(tho given their inbound speed limits the number of viable targets they can hit after seperation and befor they zoom past, it's a given that they won't all hit different targets) - 11 as Cee-fractional kinetic-kill weapons(tho two might go after fighters with their warheads if targets present themselves), and 6 IAVs with powerful anti-capitalship conversion bombs.

This is, afterall, an expensive missile. The Indie doesn't stock that many.
OOC: Done, Hope I got the damage about right. If it is too powerful though tell me, I don't like losing over 200,000 men!

OOC: how did you:-

A) get past the Colonial 101st Elite Fleet
B) The Planet Defence Net
C) The astroid belt (i did say FTL traval within the system was unstable, i risk it when i Short Jump)
D) Get past the Planet Aerospace Wing
E) CAB-040 is a total different system
F) i would advise not attacking Port Aurther (also a total different system), its a Battle Fortrass (a vary large Battle Station with an Entire Fleet defending it aswell as the Defences that are design to hold of enemy fleets until reinforcements can arrive), not only that but its the gathering point for the other 2-3 fleets that are prepareing to attack the invasion forces.

OOC:

A. There was no carrier group.
B. What?
C. Oh, I thought the asteroid belt was at the other planet.
D. What?
E. '030 is in Colonial Arm Beta (as your map says).
F. I thought it was uninhabited.

OOC:

The battle is in CAB-030, not -040; I think CorpSac may've gotten them backwards of typoed.

However, THE, 'Colonial Arm Beta' is a group of starsystems, with each dot representing a solar system in and of itself. Tho I've no idea what you're doing, unloading and setting up camp on another planet, even if it wasn't in a whole other star system; I can only guess that you're treating this like a land war and think you can march troops from CAB-040 to CAB-030.

And Port Author being uninhabbited probally only reffers to a lack of colonies, not military instalations.

OOC:

The battle is in CAB-030, not -040; I think CorpSac may've gotten them backwards of typoed.

However, THE, 'Colonial Arm Beta' is a group of starsystems, with each dot representing a solar system in and of itself. Tho I've no idea what you're doing, unloading and setting up camp on another planet, even if it wasn't in a whole other star system; I can only guess that you're treating this like a land war and think you can march troops from CAB-040 to CAB-030.

And Port Author being uninhabbited probally only reffers to a lack of colonies, not military instalations.


OOC: well ya i got confussed, i had just gotten up and had a screaming brat in my ear.

Anyway what he said.

Some of hte uninhibbited systems are military bases, Prison Colonies (not considered a colony, after all the planets used are a bit like Mercury), Mining Bases, Corporate Bases, Shipyard Complexes, Trade Hubs etc etc etc.

Plus i also stated that in CAB-040 The Elite 101st Colonial Fleet was there, if you read my posts you would know that at Port Aruther is a marjor build up of ships.

I think you should read me posts.

OOC: im going to take it you will be jumping into the CAB-040 system, for witch i will give you a basic outline of the system.

No planets inhabitable in any shape way or form, the only planet in the system is so close to the sun that its impossible to get to let alone that the atmosphere is totaly toxic and would melt your ships on its way down plus it has no real surface.
Mutiply Astroid belts (toal of 3) with small gaps between them
1 Major Mining base
Massive Pirate Infestation (total of about 200-300 pirate ships Rangeing from the crude Pirate Horders to the more advanced Stolen CFGN ships (total of them is about 10 mainly Destroyers).
1 Naval Base
1 Border Station (a battlestation/trade station, the system is at the edge of the Trade lanes, this is one of the major Entrace points for all Outside Trade, meaning ESUS trade ships are in this system aswell as anyone elce i trade with will be near the border station)
1 Pirate base

Defences:-
the 101st Elite Colonial Fleet
the 4 Aerospace wing on the battle station
the 2 aerospace wings on the naval base
1 Corporate Fleet (50 ships split into 2 groups of 25 ships. Total of 10 corvettes, 10 frigates, 5 destroyers each)
Defence Net (mines, guns platforms, missile platforms all unpowered until activated.)

Pirates will attack anyone (me you allies anyone) and can not be negotated with. The Pirate base is a crude battle station but is in an unknown location.

I dont know if any ESUS member has signed up (other then Kanuckistan) but i will find out who has what in this system protecting there freighters from the pirates. This goes to you to Kanuckistan (tho i dont think your freighters would need protection from our pirates lol).

OOC:
Ok, I'm going to revamp my previous post. Anyways, Corp' you said that a planet is close to the sun, wich is it?
And this stuff:
Mutiply Astroid belts (toal of 3) with small gaps between them
1 Major Mining base
Massive Pirate Infestation (total of about 200-300 pirate ships Rangeing from the crude Pirate Horders to the more advanced Stolen CFGN ships (total of them is about 10 mainly Destroyers).
1 Naval Base
1 Border Station (a battlestation/trade station, the system is at the edge of the Trade lanes, this is one of the major Entrace points for all Outside Trade, meaning ESUS trade ships are in this system aswell as anyone elce i trade with will be near the border station)
1 Pirate base
That;s what's in 040 right?
Kanu': A couple posts back, I said that I would set up camps in '040 so we have a starting lifeline from their to Helghan. This is also so we have one planet under our control. I'm not treating it like a land war, I just need a starting point/base for my ships.
And to the both of ya: Now I'm getting confused, CAB-040 is a solar system? Or is it just a planet?

OOC: All the dots upon the map seem to be seperate systems. Otherwise that'd be one screwed up system map.

IC:

Officer Collins sat at his navigation post, incredibly bored. The RE Fleet 5, nearly outside visual range of the main space conflict, was attempting to go under and avoid the dangerous asteroid field and its many Corpsacian traps. Unfortunately, this would take much longer than anyone in the REF 5 would prefer, expecially Fleet Admiral Rustov. Impatiently Rustov sat staring at the lightyear upon lightyears of space in front of him, occasionally glancing at the blinking lights of the distant battle.

"Officer Collins, did we recieve reply from the Sacred Imperial Capital yet? Are we to recieve reinforcements?"

"Yes sir! We received a message about fifteen minutes ago, it is currently being decrypted. We suspect the best, however. The Emperor would not pass up this opportunity to expand the mighty realm that is Rea Dan."

OOC:
Ok, I'm going to revamp my previous post. Anyways, Corp' you said that a planet is close to the sun, wich is it?
And this stuff:

That;s what's in 040 right?
Kanu': A couple posts back, I said that I would set up camps in '040 so we have a starting lifeline from their to Helghan. This is also so we have one planet under our control. I'm not treating it like a land war, I just need a starting point/base for my ships.
And to the both of ya: Now I'm getting confused, CAB-040 is a solar system? Or is it just a planet?


All the dots are systems (not planets) the the 3 letters stand for what arm the system is in the number stands for the location its in along the trade lane in that system. (Eg Colonial Arm Beta is CAB, Colonial Arm Alpha is CAA and colonial Arm Delta is CAD).

I stated there is a planet in the system only that you cant land on it or do anything with it (its toxic, no real surface, really close to the sun (closer to the sun then Mercury) really hot and so forth).

The only problem i have is that you just arrived in the system and landed on the "magic" planet with out giving me time to tell you what the system is in one post or even taking notice that i had stated in one of my posts that the 101st (e) Colonial Fleet was in CAB-040 dealing with pirates.

OOC: I am very sorry for all this OOC crap. I will delete my post, and write a new one. Just one more ?: Is CAB-040 the toxic and hot planet?

CAB-030

The battlegroup sat waiting, the enemy fleet came closer to the battlegroup soon in the range of the first barrage and the last line of the astroid belt defence line.

"how long till they are in range?" Captain Iris asked as she sat in her chair on the bridge.

"a few minutes mam, tho something strange has happened. the ships at the rear, some for of missile system had struck them. No idea where the attack came from and no ship can be detected, tho partical sensors are acting strage....it says something is there but is says something is not. Its like the Partical sensors are picking up a void in space....where there is nothing even tho the computer knows that something is there if you get what i mean." The tactical officer replyed.

"...a Kanuckistan ship....it sounds about right for them seaky bastards.....open com line on the ESUS channel, if it is a Kanuckistan ship they would pick that message up. if its not well...it would seem like complete garbage to anyone elce. ask them for any and all help they can give inform them that we will not be able to hold off this attack, we need to buy our reinforcements another.." she looked at her watch, "24 hours for them to arrive, anything that can delay this armada would be handy." Iris ordered she looked round.

"mam, enemy ships are within range...high number of fighters....Alpha defence line down to 10% and falling fast. It seems like they have the fighter scaning the field"

"detonate all Mines, let see is we can clear them out, Activate the final line. Its time to slow them."


At the edge of the field near the frigates massive Anti Ship cannons powered up, covered with anti fighter laser cannons. The heavy defence platforms activated slowly as the enemy aproched the Battlegroup more mines activated infront of the frigates a few 100km away, more powerful Anti Ship mines with a massive blast radios.

The missile Frigate at once let lose, fire a barrage of missiles at the income enemy. The ships behind powered up the mains weapons as the Dreadnoughts fire a massive array from its battries. The Fusion torpedos flung into the vastness of space speeding towards its targets, the Muti Warhead Torpedos followed flinging its mutiply warheads at fighters that came into its range. After the first barrage the battlegroup opened fire with its full power, plasma casters and bolts flew into the pass. Rail cannon shells from the Dreadnought sped towards the enemy assault ships, the pass was a death trap, altho it was good for getting ships though it was almost impossible to manuver with out hitting your own ships or falling into the astroids where mines may lay hidden.

It was an endless barrage, the commanders and Captain didnt care on the ammo just pounding the enemy as much they could, the more time the bought the more of a chance the planet had.

OOC: the system is called CAB-040 the plaet has no name at all full stop, its not populated there for needs no name.

I will say it again the CAB or CAA or CAD is the designation of a system in the colonial arms and the number is the the order of trade. Planets have there own name if i decide to give them one (if its on its own its called the colony or the planet).

The planet is a useless bit of junk in CAB-040 and can not be used what so ever, it has nothing of worth on it, cant be landed on or used (for the 3rd time).

"Sir?" A pilot said to the 5th Army Staff Commander. He was Attack Ship reconnaissance. He sat at his seat, in front of a large computer (built in the wall) and some radar screens - thermal, geographic, political, electro-magnetic, etc.
The Staff Commander walked up to him. "What is it Rega?"
Rega pointed at a thermal screen. "Look at this. Gathering data from the 'o forties's surface, the temperature, there, is extreme."
"What the hell?"
"Look at, sir. The temperature is at an all time high. Never seen anything like it."
"Fuck," Ivane Krimsol said under his breath.
"Sir?"
"We can't land. Our statistics were wrong for the first time."
Other pilots heard this, they stopped what they did and listened. The Commander continued, "I won't risk our soldiers to extreme heat." He noticed the silence in the backround and turned. "Pilots and officers, I am afraid that we have a change in plans! Kiloff Rega has found out about extreme heat going on in our destination. We cannot land. We need to change our course.
"Jinne!" - he pointed. "I want you to forward communications to General Lente and Lei Karuhk! I will be right with you.
"As for the rest of you, stall our travels with the other Attack Ships and alert the soldiers on board!"

The Colonial Armada was hit hard by the incoming fire. Two attack vessels were destroyed instantly, and many more were severly damaged.
"ALL BATTERIES OPEN FIRE!" yelled Kryptman. All at once, every Gunnery Bay fired a missile, every Gunnery Turret fired hundreds of lasers. The fighters which had originally survived he onslaught charged out to point-blank range. Those that were hit by enemy fire committed themselves to kamikaze attacka, those that weren't fired at enemy ship control centres and engines, their phenomonaly fast speeds and maneuverablity allowing them to dodge most of the fire from the larger guns.

The Capitol Ships were drawing in fast, moving towards the CorpSac fleet.
On board his command ship, Kryptman held his mouth close to a comm-link.
"Fire the Railgun."
Almost instantly the massive weapon fired its deadly payload. A massive fireball of plasma erupting out of the firing chamber flying at hyper velocity speeds towards an enemy Capitol Ship, with the force of a small asteroid that was filled with megaton bombs.

At the same time three Assault Vessels managed to make into nearly point blank range. Aboard one of them, Captain Alten yelled an order, "FIRE CANNON BATTERIES!". At once, every starboard battery opened up, the most lethal weapons mounted on an Assault Ship, firing massive high explosive shells with the power of a small nuke at a rate of fire of 5 shells a minute. All three ships were now firing, one only managing to pull off about 35 shots before being blown apart. The second was badly damaged, but Alten's ship was going to be the next to go, that is until he detonated the Self-Destruct, a massive kiloton blast erupting in the blackness of space.

The entire attack fleet was now moving into cannon range, continually firing with missiles and laser. 12 more were destroyed due to clumsy steering, three crashing into asteroids and 4 being blown up by mines. Another 4 crashed into each other. But the last one may not have actually been clumsy. Severly damaged and almost out of ammo, the ship had run, guns blazing into an enemy capitol ship.

The entire fleet was nearing the exit now, but as they got closer, the fire got more and more intense. Yet more ships were lost or badly damaged, the fight quickly becoming the largest and most bloody space battle the Colonials had ever fought.

As another blast was unleashed from the Railgun, another possibly equally unnerving sight was witnessed. Several thousand Leech Boarding Craft were unleashed.

Captain King watched the destruction wrought with satisfaction, the lone Blackjack dealing more damage than he'd feared against this unknown foe; it was impossible to know for certain at this range, but CIC was reporting four enemy capital ships killed, another appearing heavily damaged, and a further ten with assorted minor damage. Now if only they could...

"Sir?" the officer at Comms reported, interrupting his train of thought, "We're picking up something from the CorpSacian forces; FTL transmission. Looks encoded, sir."

King nodded, turning back to the central holotank; the invaders would be engaging the CorpSacian fleet soon, "Can you decode it?"

"No, sir; I've already run it against all known keys and we've nadda that works. Sample's too small to crack, too."

Frowning, "Turn it over to the networks, then, and don't worry about it. Tactical? Let's toss another two Blackjacks at them; staggered launch, and swap out the second's IAVs for an anti-capital formation bomb."

"Aye sir!"

"Vessels CIC has tagged as probable transports are the first's priority targets, starting with those previously damaged. Put the second Blackjack where ever it'll do the most damage to their rear. Fire when ready. EW? Pop a drone on high stealth and be ready to squeak sensor ghosts at them once the Blackjacks hit; let 'em see there's something out here but keep it ambiguous, maybe we can sucker a few of them out here."

Ayes sounded, and a moment later three green icons appeared on the plot, data codes beside indicating their status at stealthed; two missiles, streaking into the night, the third an Electronic Warfare drone holding within the Indefatigable's own stealth.

"Alright, lets hope that'll take some of the pressure off the CorpSacians. Helm, move us to Waypoint Charlie-Four."




OOC:
The Kanuckistani Adventurers' Guild being, more or less, a loose coalition of private citizens, they're not going to have ESUS decryption codes.

Oh, and the two missiles I'm throwing at HCF are the same as the first, except that the second has had it's three IAV submunitions replaced with a single, large Anti-Capitalship Formation Bomb. Being just a warhead(and what a warhead!) without independent drives, unlike an IAV, it'll be delivered directly by the Blackjack itself rather than splitting off.

The idea being that in throwing two missiles, one containing the largest standard-issue warhead in my nation's inventory, they'll create an escalating threat that you can't ignore, and force you to disengage part of your taskforce to deal with it.

And, of course, when the Indie moved it left behind that stealthed EW drone to give your guys somewhere to start looking after the Blackjacks finish their attack runs.

The explosions shook the entire of Gheist's Command Ship.
"SHIELDS AT 87%!" yelled an engineer.
"FLEETWIDE DAMAGE REPORT! NOW!" ordered Gheist.
"We've lost 5 ships in total. A transport with 50,000 ground forces on board, along with three attack ships. Two other attack ships are severly damaged."
"Son of a ..... Get the transports along with 20 fully operational attack vessels through the Gateway. Get the rest of our part of the fleet to search around space for wherever the hell they came from. We are to move through the Gateway. Vice-Admiral Shinzon is to command the ships left behind."
"Yes, Admiral."

As the fleet broke in two, the Transports and their defenders moved into the relative safety of the asteroid field. The other ships remaining behind began to fan out, spreading out to scan the area.
Aboard the Command Ship Vulture, Vice-Admiral Shinzon stood nervous. The devastating power of the two previous missiles had shaken him and no doubt the rest of the fleet to the core. But they would give their lives for the Transports if they must. Suddenly, a flicker appeared on the scanner in front of him.
"Scan for enemy ships!"
"Already did, sir. Nothing there. Either the flicker was a malfunction caused by the missiles or..."
"Or a 'ghost'. Possibly projected by the real ship. Okay....Fire all Gunnery Turrets in an arc around each ship. Keep the missile launchers and Cannon Bays ready for an impact and to fire wherever there is one."
"Yes,sir."

Every Turret on every ship under Shinzon's command fired their lasers in a circle around them. While being careful not to hit their own ships, the lasers flew out in all directions. If there was something out there, they'd hit it.

OOC: Kanuckistan, I have one thing to say.....Damn you to hell! Annoying stealthy ...don't make me bring in the Warbird Cetanu.Warbird Cetanu stats (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Warbird_Cetanu) ;)

OOC:
Ya know, I've moved around a bit, but I haven't really closed with you; I'm still around 10 lightminutes distant, which is a distance greater than that between the Earth and the Sun - hence why it takes more than 15 minutes for my missiles to reach you, even at high Cee-fractional speeds. If you want to fight, you'll have to come out to where I'm lingering.

And that drone is a couple million kilometers where my ship relocated to.


Oh, and can you give me a rough figure on your weapons ranges? My missiles have arbitrarily long legs, but my own energy weapons range from 1 lightsecond, to 7.5 lightseconds for the long-range guns; this comes from the fact that even lightspeed weapons will have trouble hitting moving targets at such ranges, so there're no real point to building weapons that can focus over greater distances - you won't be able to hit anything anyway. Most guns are somewhere in the middle.


EDIT:
Oh, and how many ships are you sending after me? I'm guessing maybe 50 attack ships, based on your losses so far?

The Frigates were getting cut to piaces, being at the front of the line they took the brunt of the attack. Firing like there was nothing left in there souls, it was a death worthy of such honor as the frigates contuined to fight. Even as the shields fell they carryed on, not budge as the enemy ships came closer, one of the enemy ships got a lucky shot off blowing one of the frigate fusion cores, a chain reaction was set off as the fusion torpedos went off, a massive explostion was the result, taking the other frigate near by out with it.

The Corvettes didnt last much longer, one of them ramed right into the nearest enemy ship fireing its weapons as it dove into the ship. Lasers, mass drivers all the weapons the covettes could use they piled it into the enemy ships, little to any real effect it didnt matter. The enemy passed them at exit of the pass, getting closer to the rest of the battle fleet.

As one of the enemy ships dove into one of the Tigerclaw destroyers, the tigerclaw fired its rail cannons into the ship. The enemy ship smashed into the shielding, just braking though the first layer doing little damage to the hull, tho it did weaken the battle shield hugging the hull.

With the constant barrage from the enemy fleet the Dreadnought was having trubble holding its own, the Heavy Cruisers had taken a beatting in the attack yet the still held.

"report?" Iris shouted

"the frigates and corvettes are gone, the Kazar (hvy Cur) is reporting heavy damage and cant stand much longer, it took a head on hit from the rail cannon of the enemy" the tactical officer repotered.

"vary well.....Fire the BFG, target parth to cut though as meny of the enemy ships" Iris replyed

"aye mam" the weapons officer replyed.

Int he battle the Destroyers and Cruisers moved to protect the Dreadnought, unlucky for one of the Cruisers it was hit by the enemy rail cannon, smashing though the shields and ripping the ship apart. It broke apart as bits of the ship scattered across the battle zone.

From the Dreadnought a massive energy surge apeared, the BFG started to power up. suddenly the Dreadnought fired its BFG, the shell moved at such a incredicble speed in a path that would take it though as meny enemy ships as it could. The force of fireing the weapon had pushed the Dreadnought back, it was the last atmept to hold the enemy at bay.

What was left of the battlegroup moved back, out numbered and out gunned there was no way they were going to make it out of this alive.




high Orbit of the Colony

"Report?" Ivan shouted.

"the battlegroup wont last much longer, once the enemy get past them the ETA will be 2 maby 3 hours till they reach the outer defences of the planet. at that point the fighters from the naval base will intercept, we still have no word from the stelth ship. Sir if it is a ESUS member it may not be military. we are close to CAB-040 and its the main trade point, if we use standard encoding it might just be a Kanuckistan, if its not an allie they will have no idea what the fuck we're saying." The commander said.

"do it" Ivan replyed, "i want all defence systems on full alert, have all fighters preped. how much of the civilian population did we get off?"

"about.....5 maby 6 milion, its nothing compared to whats down there. the rest of the population has been evaced to the bunkers, since there is so much of the population the local Colonial commander has disengaged the Fusion protocals. now the fusion core is not going to blow."

"grate, i take it all computer files, systems etc have been wiped?"

"yes sir....the terraforming systems will be trashed if the colony falls into the enemy hands, weapon catches are hidden across the planet, for the just in case. That way our people can still fight on."

"well, its been good serving with you old friend. Now the enemy will know what it is to fight the 101st." Ivan said.

"same with you old man"

The Helghast 9th Army Staff Commander was shocked to know the news about CAB-040. He urged the other Staff Commander to join his men at Port Auther, but the other refused.
Same with General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army -and Scolar Visari - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire. They were both shocked when they recieved word. Not only they couldn't land, but their research was wrong for the time ever. They needed to concoct a new plan.

The War Room
Lente and Visari met up with the Staff Commanders again. But few changes were made: They were not in the same place they last met, they were in the capitol: Helghan. And only Staff Commanders that were much more intelligent and experienced were joined. They were Staff Commanders of: the 6th Army, 10th Army, 13th Army, and 20th Army.

OOC: I'm a little tired right now, so I'll make another post (that continues this RP).

The massive BFG blast had obliterated three ships and crippled another. But still the Helghast vessels pressed on. On board the command ship Vice-Admiral Kryptman studied the readouts in front of him.
"Status on the boarding parties?"
"They're turning around sir. The enemy fleet appears to be withdrawing." replied a comm-tech.
"Good. I see the Transports have entered the Asteroid field. Send 4 ships down to guide them through, just in case. Order the rest of the fleet to pursue the enemy. Gun them down, every one of them."

Outside, the final remnants of the Colonial Fleet were exiting the Gateway. They continued their barrage against the CorpSacian ships. Another devastating blast was released from the Railgun towards the largest ship it could target. Fighters returned to the capitol ships, spent about 5 minutes reloading and flew back out again. The Colonials never gave up.

OOC: Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas. And Kanuckistan, my missiles have quite long range, about the same as yours, only a bit slower. And they form the bulk of my armament. The lasers however They have range of about 3 lightseconds. The Railgun has phenomenal speed and range. Range is about 10 lightseconds, and it travels just under the speed of light, so it would take about 15 seconds to reach the full range, at which point it would begin to dissipate.

OOC: Mine was okay. You?

IC:
The War Room
The present Staff Commanders settled on a some seats. Others chose to stand. They were faced in front of a large blue screen. Helghast programmers and officers were at computers - but were not there for the "briefing". "Gentlemen," General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army - began. His voice was slightly hoarse. "Something remarkable has come up. Turns out...the stats of the system, Colonial Arm Beta-040, was wrong. The 5th Army that was to...occupy it found something unusual of it." Then he turned around and walked up to one computer-officer.
The officer looked at Lente and handed him a piece of paper. Lente turned back and has begun to read. "A Reconnaissance officer had been studying '040's geographical landscape...etcetera. What he found was the temperature and climate was severely warm. Extremely hot really. So first contact with it's heat could cause dehydration...fast.
"The Staff Commader has stalled his fleet," The General looked up from the paper. "And will not be moving until we give Staff Commander Krimsol a new operation. Our plan has been destoyed. Sorta. The 9th Army is still in motion to occupy Port Aurther."
"What is to happen now?" Krelioa Practon - Staff Commader of the Helghast 6th Army - said, rising from his seat.
"I don't know. There is lots of fighting going on by CorpSac forces and Helghan Colonial Forces. The H-C-F still has not reached the planet. We fear that the battles in space could go on long enough for a newer nation ro join the CorpSac side. Now on to the business of the 5th Army..."

Lyon frowned as he watched the enemy 'rear guard' force split up, roughly fifty ships falling back and firing blindly into the void; the remainder moving into the belt as if for shelter - that group would contain their transports.

The enemy had detached a larger force than he had wanted; too large to kill at range without expending most of his ordinance, too large to comfortably engage with guns without a better measure of their strength. On the other hand, their new disposition had clearly marked their transports for what they were - oh, there were probably escorts still amongst them, but his chances for transport kills were better than ever.

"Alright. Guns? Ready the last of your Blackjacks; four standard loadouts and two with anti-capital formation. I'll want you to send them on arcing courses above and below the elliptic, targeting those ships CIC has tagged as probable transports; stay far enough away from the detached escort to avoid all that flack they're throwing up."

"Sir."

Hiding in the asteroid belt wouldn't help them; his missiles were smart, nimble - laser-heads would have been even better, but that would have revealed a capability he wanted to remain unknown for now, and any asteroid close enough to shelter a ship would be turned into a lethal hail of projectiles given the warheads he was using.

Matter-energy conversion bombs were powerful weapons.

"Sir?" The call was from the bridge Communications Section.

"Yes?"

"Message from the CorpSacians, sir," the Lieutenant spoke up, "Standard alliance encoding; they say they can't hold off this attack and need to buy a day for reinforcements - anything we can do to help would be appreciated."

Lyon nodded, considering the holotank for a few moments befor speaking, "Contact the nearest Guild base and request a munitions ship for fast interstellar resupply; our standard loadout. Then prep one of the system-edge probes to relay a message to the CorpSacian planet via tightbeam, same encoding as their message."

"Yessir."

"Alright. Guns? Fire your Blackjacks. Conn, move us to the next waypoint. Indie? I'd like my chair back."

The small foxgirl blinked as he turned to face her, "Huh? Oh! The CorpSacies," yawning and stretching as if he was disturbing her sleep, befor relinquishing the ship's central chair.


Signal: Optical Tightbeam - LaserWhisker
Medium: Audio/Visual
To: CAB-030 Planetary Defence
From: Mark 434 Low Profile Recon Drone, Kanuckistani Adventurers' Guild

A man, hunam - uncommon in Kanuckistan - appeared on screen after decoding, blond haired and blue eyed, with hansom features set in a carefully neutral expression; his attire a uniform of slimline powered armour, helm visible beside his chair, gold and mithiril fused to armour plate taking the place of fabric in marking rank and other insignia.

"CorpSacian defenders of this system, I am captain King, a member of the Kanuckistani Adventurers' Guild," he began, the calm, confident authority in his eyes reflected in his voice as he spoke, "I will not reveal my strength or planed tactics, in acknowledgment of the fact that the enemy may somehow intercept this communication, but know that you are not alone in this fight, and that I will send word to my guild and government for further assistance. Know also that I belive the force now hiding in the asteroid belt comprises the entirety of their troop transport, plus some small escort.

"Good luck. King out."

Transmission Ends.




"It's on the chip, sir."

"Send it."




OOC:
Just a note; when communicating between my own assets, like the Indie and the spy probe I used to relay the message to corpsac, I'm using entanglement-based communications, so they're both secure and unobservable(technically, it's Contextual Thermal Entanglement, which is at most only vaguely similar to quantum entanglement

"I want to take suggestions on what should happen of the business of the 5th Army," General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army - said.
There was a short moment of silence.
"Anyone?" The General asked.
Krelio Practon - Staff Commander of the Helghast 6th Army - stood. "The 5th Army should link up with the other army! With combined strengths, there will be numerous numbers of soldiers and, possibly, less casualties when they attack the '030 system!"
The Staff Commander of the Helghast 10th Army countered, "But if our information was wrong about '040 system, then Port Auther could be different than we expect!"
The other two Commanders, of the Helghast 13th and 20th Army, jumped from their seats and said, "Yeah!"
"Gentlemen!" The General said. "Gentlemen!"
They still argued.
"QUIET!" Scolar Visari - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire - screamed. All was silent.
"Thank you, Visari," Lente said. "I know our calculations were wrong about '040, but...that doesn't mean Port Auther could be as different than we...expected. But we may not kow that until Staff Commander Lei Karuhk reaches it."
"I know what we should do: we should just forget about '040 and press on!" The Staff Commander of Helghast 20th Army spoke. "I say we just go with the attack on '030 immediatley! The Helghan Colonial Force as waited too long for our arrival! Too long! Why keep them waiting? We must reinforce their positions. It's now or never General!"
"I agree." Practon spoke.
"Yes...me too," replied Scolar Visari.
The rest agreed. It was unanimous. "It's a majority. I will alert the 5th Army immediatley. We will send them reinforcements of their reserve troops to help strengthen their assaults on the system. If H C F hasn't reached the surface, we are going to need large numbers and excellent tacticians besides the ones already out there. Goodnight. You are all dismissed."

Colonial Battlegroup

The Dreadnought was crippled, its escorts were destroyed and it alone was being pounded, escape pods were being flug out of the ship as the crew abandoned ship. Fires could be seen across it hull, large chunks of it missing and a large hole that had riped though the middile of the ship spewing out the liquid fire. Dead bodies bounced around the zero G of the ship, the Fusion reactor failed, power was failing across the ship.

"Abandon ship" the Computer repeated on all decks "Reactor Meltdown in 2 minutes."

Iris was dead, her lifeless body floting on the bridge, a large bit of wrakage sticking in her chest. The ship was lost along with the battle group, leaving a clear path to the colony.

After a few minutes the dreadnought erupted, a massive shock waved followed as the Fusion reactor hit critical. As it did the last of the Anti ship mines in the exit to the pass exploded, the last ditched attempted to slow the enemy. The Platforms continued to fire until the last seconds as they to were cut down.

The Colony surface

The Colonial Colonal, Colonal Hudson was in the command bunker when the Kan message arrived. He sat watching the message, he knew what was needed but wasnt shore if the Kan ship could help.

"who the hell are they?" one of the marines asked.

"an old friend and enemy, powerful group of people with one of the most distrutive ships the Corpsac'an people had ever seen. The battleplates, jsut one of them 1000s of years ago destroyed most of the old Imperial fleet of the time and wiped out our first homeworld. Send a message back on useing what ever it was they used, same channel, Thank them for any help they provid, send them Stanard Colonial Encyption channels and codes it will help them to monitor out comm traffic and work out what to do." Hudson said.

"but sir shorely the enemy would detect it?"

"trust me they wont and if they do it would be to late, i dont think even we an ally of these know how to crack there comm system." Hudson replyed.


Above in the city, The streets were bare, Local law inforcement and other colonial marines had set up defence points across the city. The Armored Police Mecha patroled the streets, AA guns and other Anti Air weapons were placed on the roofs of buildings, even with the Biosphere above if enemy forces were to get in by air they would have to burst though.

It was now a long wait, hopeful the Aerospace Core and the last Colonial task force above would slow them. It was a eary scilances in the city, something big was coming.

Port Aurther

The system, bare as any other, strip mined in the years of the old Dark Empire. The one system the planet eaters had used when the Corporations had so much power.

Port Aurther the massive Battlestation, sat 100s of ships around it as it orbited near the Core of they system. Across the system defences could be seen, the Jump points protected, the only way in to the inner systems due to the FTLi field.

The Reinforcement fleet for the CAB-030 system had left hours ago, but still alot of ships where around. On the station 1000s of Colonial marines and Naval personal waited.

Ships docked with the station, resupplying, getting cheaked over all of hte battle preps. Nothing seemed to be left to chance.

Task forces patroled the entire system, fighters left right and center running standard recon missions. 3 fleets were in the system, waiting for the word to go. They were waiting, waiting for one simple bit of infomation, the location to strike the enemy. 1 of the fleets was an Elite Special Ops fleet, they had no markings and the hulls were as black as night. It was there mission to take the fight to the enemy, they had a simple mission, apon reciving the location of the enemy staging point to attack and wipe out any civilian population, they were the death squad, the furry of the Colonial forces. Officaly the didnt exsit, Even tho they were rummered to be true no one had ever seen them. The Death Squad, the users of the RED virus, The Organic virus that wiped out entire worlds, leaving nothing, no plants, animals or life just rocks. Terror was a key to them. Tho this time they didnt carry any RED, this time they carryed plenty of nuclear weapons to turn a world into a wasteland. jJust as effective.

The Kan message had been sent to Port Aurther, where Admiral Kosh sat. "i want an eyes only message sent to that Captain King, can we get a eye scan from that holo image?" he asked.

"yes, part of one at lest" some one said.

"vary well, send them this message." he handed over the message that was for the captain kings eyes only.



EYES ONLY MESSAGE, DELETION OF MESSAGE AND TRACE OF MESSAGE IN 2 MINUTES.
Retina Scan Confirmed
Message follows

Captain King, what I am about to tell you is Classifed Top Secret and to only be shared with High Ranking offical of your military and your 2nd in command.

We at this minute have no idea who or what the Unknowns who are attacking CAB-030 are. We Know a small incursion of a some form of Recon run in CAB-040 and fear that is is not an isolated matter but a full blown invasion of the Colonial Federal Goverment. For this reason a highly Classifed Fleet has been ordered to take the fight to the enemy, the problem is that we can not spare anything at this moment to locate the location of the staging point. It is why we must ask if the Kanuckistan military can spare anything into finding the location of enemy staging ground and where this attack came from.

The reason for this unconventional means of talks between our 2 people is due to the Senates belief that this is a isloated attack. The President does not agree but her hands are tied, we fear that if the unknowns manage to reach this system of Port Auther we could not hold them for long, we have no idea on enemy numbers and are there for blind. Much of the military in the inner core systems are not on alert, meny feel this is wrong but again the presidents hands are tied on the matter. As you can tell much of our inner systems are not as protected as they should be, and the only thing that would stop the enemy is our FTL inhibitors. If the enemy manage to capture Port Aurther and her jump gates it would only be a matter of time befor the unknowns lay waste to them.

Any "unoffical" help your goverment and military can supply would be apreicated, but as you can see the upmost secretcy of this has to be kept, if the Senate and the rest of the Goverment found out what the president is doing could corse a worse fate, maby even civil war, this can not happen not at this point in time.

"Goddammit!" Staff Commander Krimsol said among the officers in the Command Center of the Attack Ship. "I'm tired of sitting out here in open space! Who knows, we could be caught at this very moment."
One passing officer replied, "But we weren't, sir."
"True. But sitting out here has been stressing and our supplies and food is being used up! I'm sick of it. I've been ready for action but I'm not getting it!" Ivane Krimsol was always battle-happy.
"'Commander Krimsol!" Jinne Revarri, the Communications operator, called.
"What the hell is it, Jinne?"
In front of Jinne, at his computer board, a message was visible. "It's a message from Helghan."
"Move over."
Revarri got up, from his seat, and moved behind the Staff Commander. Ivane Krimsol leaned over and read. As he finished reading the Transmission, he backed away. "Save that message, son."
"Affirmative."
The Staff Commander walked to the center of the Command Center and called for silence. It became silent and everyone looked upon Krimsol.
"Officers, a message from Helghan has been recieved! I have been given orders, from a forum of high ranking Staff Commanders that debated these operations.
"Our orders are to advance forward to CAB-030!"
"We are low on food, sir." An officer says.
"Helghan has already covered this. Reinforcements, of our reservists, are to be expected as we press on an advance. They will be carrying, of course, soldiers, food - for them and us - , oil, more ammunition - we haven't used any, but we'll be needing them for our cannons and railguns for space combat.
"So right now, I'm ordering all to get to your positions, and the others in the fleet, and begin moving across. Of course, that's an order!"
"Yes sir!"

The Imperial capitol of Grand Readania on Rea Dan:

The encrypted message from Readanian Exploration Fleet 5 had at last reached the Central Goverment and was now being debated by the Emperor's Council. The Council Chambers within the Imperial Palace was nearly engulfed with chaos. These recent years had been hard ones on the Empire. Contact with other space borne nations had been a premature end to the Readanian's Era of Isolation. Preachers of many different religions and philisophies now had caused strife in the way many citizens thought. The cultists of Chaos in particular had gained a great following in the Empire and, according to some, the Council.

Thus the council, which had once been an extremely reasonable group, now had become torn into many differing factions. If it had not been for the neigh absolute power of Emperor Liadon, the Empire would likely be engulfed in civil war. The Emperor, who had grown weary of the extremist debates in his palace, now decided to excercise his immense power.

"Silence, servants and leaders of the Rea Dan!" yelled the Holy Emperor, "I know that you all may have vastly differing views upon the situation, but ultimately it is me you must convince. Not your fellow councilmen."

The Chamber immediately became silent. Many grew ashamed thinking over their childishness in arguing rather than presenting their views. As always, the first to present his view was the Prophet of Religions.

"My liege, I believe it in occurdance with our great gods of War and Wisedom, as well as our current policy of Manifest Destiny to go to war against these former friends. The Galactic Alliance of Empires did little to help our position as a new space power, but benefitted those old powers like CorpSac." spoke the Prophet, "I believe it our duty to the gods that we have shamed by joining the Alliance, utterly destroy or severly maim this former ally."

The various military and colonial councilers agreed with the Prophet, more or less. Yet, the people's councilers disagreed entirely.

"My lord," stated High Counciler Hourin, "Myself and my fellow councilers of the Readanian People believe that such actions may infact harm us and the people more that the enemy. This enemy has a great deal more exprience at combat then we do. There is no garuntee that we will make it through this probable war without a great deal of our people being massacured or enslaved. Whats more, how do we know we can trust these Helghanians? They may be like the barbarians of legend who we so long ago were also betrayed by. I say we avoid this war."

After a moment of thought, the Emperor decided upon what had to be done.

"Though I have taken your points into serious thought, Councilman Hourin, I believe it in our best interests to go ahead with this war upon the CorpSacians. We shall send the 4th and 9th Readanian fleets immediately to the area of conflict. In case of retribution, we shall have all fleets on alert. You are all dismissed, councilmen."

OOC: I think that well wraps up why I'm attacking, though a bit late with the Expedition fleet trying to attack the planet anyways. I suppose with all the chaos and strife an ignorance to the chain of command would occur.

King frowned, mind's eye rereading the CorpSacian message displayed by his neural lace as he watched their last half dozen Blackjacks crawl across the holotank's tactical plot; it was, of course, a deceptive view - those strobing light codes in fact representing cee-fractional missiles.

'I don't think he realises we're civilians.' The voice was Indie's, received over their private channel direct to his neural lace.

'Can you blame him?' King replied likewise, 'Tho I suppose, technically, we are militia. Anyway, your thoughts on the message?'

'We need intelligence on our enemy here.'

'Obviously, but how to get it without biting off more than we can chew?'

'Play with our decoys again; have it squirt out some drive telltales after these last missiles go in an' make 'em think it's us, leaking emissions through our stealth while repositioning after our attack - use it draw them further into the outer system, and then pounce on them; either a small detached taskforce or their entire fifty-ship rearguard, we can empty the magazines if we have to. Then close n' try our hand at boarding as we deal with the surviving ships at gun range. If nothing else, we should be able to pick up pressure suited survivors and some decently intact wreckage; we can look over our spoils after we jump out, while rearming.'

King nodded, clearing his throat as he finally looked up from the holotank to issue the order to the electronic warfare section, then calling upon his comms officer.

"Sir?"

"Issue a request for a Mark 434 to be displaced as near to Port Aurther as FTLi allows; interstellar space if necessary. I want a local communications link there, tho if possible I'd like to be able to see into the system, too."

"Aye sir."

'Ya know, this is starting to get expensive.' It was Indie again, 'Maybe you should bring up salvage rights the next time you talk to the CorpSacians.'


King didn't, quite, manage to keep a straight face.

Finally! "All ships move forward! Get a comm through to Admiral Gheist, tell him the way is clear and he can move forward full speed." said Kryptman.

On board the Command Ship, Gheist was ecstatic. Finally, the CorpSacian fleet was out of the way and he could begin landing ground troops.
"Move the entire fleet forward, all ahead full. Keep the other behind us scouting for that stealthed ship. Time to...." Gheist's speech ended when an Asteroid behind him exploded. Followed shortly by another.
That damn stealth ship! He stumbled as the fragments hit his ship. While the explosion was immense, the asteroids were not hitting his ship strongly enough to do any serious damage.
"FULL SPEED!" He began to hope no more damage would come to his fleet, when one of the missiles got a direct hit.
"ATTACK SHIP HIT! COMPLETELY DESTROYED! A transport also got hit by the splashback. They count 100 crewmen dead along with 234 ground forces at least. Two other transports report damage taken from the asteroid fragments." called out a comm-tech.
"Damn. All ahead full. Try and reach the other side of the asteroid field before any more missiles hit." ordered Gheist.

OOC:
So HCF, what sized force are you scouting for me with, and where are they going? Also, I only mentioned it breifly in my last post, but that EW probe I droped earlier will breifly be spoofing propulsion telltales after the missiles hit.


Also, CorpSac, how close can I get that probe displaced to Port Aurther befor hitting FTLi?

OOC: well it depends Kan, would my people understand your FTL, all the FTLi is in my nation is the Real barrior. That just reinforces the barriors of the real space Dimention and makes it hard for ships to modify (change, like going to warp, hyperspace etc etc etc). Im pritty shore that your ships can easyly cut though the FTLi tho its up to you i trust your judgment.

HCF dont forget theres still the carrier group (and there the elite bunch)


IC:

Ivan sat, he knew Iris, not well but he knew her. He looked across the bridge, so meny young faces, faces he had seen again and again in meny battles befor.

"any Life boats?" Ivan asked his 2nd in command.

"a few, tho we're not shore if the enemy is going to blow them out of the sky or pick them up. But we wont get there in time." the 2nd in command replyed.

"dam it....Vary well, the enemy is soon to be apon us have all weapons battires activate, shields to be rised. fighters to stick close to the carrier group, lets show them what us nad our pilots are like" Ivan replyed.

Across the ships it was as if it was 2nd nature, cheaks of weapons, recheaks, Marines clicking in clips (the few marines left on the ships), Orders barcked fighters cheaked. It was a sight to see, they all knew what they were doing and what the others were doing even a few moves ahead (playing chess with some of them was a bit of a bastard said some of the crews of other ships).

Jinne Revarri called for the Staff Commander to him. Ivane Krimsol walked up to Revarri, after finishing a conversation with a Senior Officer. "What is it Jinne? Another message has come up. It's from Attack Ship 5-129."
5-129? That's a message from our center flank. Krimsol read the message:

From: General Kreive (Attack Ship 5-129)
To: Ivan Krimsol - Staff Commander of the Helghast 5th Army
Subject: Nearby fleet

Sir, it's Kreive! Minutes ago, we our Recon' officer has detected a nearby CorpSacian fleet around '040. We have already alerted our securty forces to commandeer our cannons, batteries, and rail guns.
We fear that we may be caught attacking before actually getting towards '030. What are your orders?

Transmission Ended

"Crap."
"Sir?"
"Nothing," Krimsol replied. "Oh wait, it's not nothing. There's a nearby CorpSac fleet."
"What are your orders?"
"I don't want to announce this - I always do that. Alert all other fleets to be prepared for engagements. Alert our own securty forces to. I'm heading to my quarters. I'll be back soon."
"Affimative."

CAB-040
Taskforce 6 (6th/101st Carrier Group), The Death Squadren

The 6th/101st was one of the meanest carrier groups in the entire Colonial Federal Goverment Navy (CFGN), earning its self the name of The Death Squadren for meny reason.

It was at the edge of the system, on standard patrol searching for the Pirates and on alert since the attack on CAB-030. Onbord the CFGN Omega, CVS-021 strike carrier, Master Chief Petty Officer Alex, AKA Chief as he was known (even the Colonel called him that what was strange), was looking over the sensor data as he sat at his station.

The Entire bridge crew was on dutiy, mainly due to the attack of 030 and the Pirates. He wasnt really paying much attention to the readings, he looked back to see if one of the young ensigns was there but she wasnt. When he looked back, chewing on his pen, he face went white, the pen droped from his mouth as he opened his mouth.

"COLONEL" he shouted shoting into the air.

"what is it Chief?" she asked him looked back at him.

"mutiply contacts, no clear reading" he replyed

"Pirates i guess" she said with a lazy voice "vary well..."

"em...sir no, they have the same signatures as the data sent from Port Arther on the ships attacking CAD-030." he said looking right at her not blinking.

"Oh shit, contact the rest of the fleet, inform Fleet Admiral Adama that we may have some unexpected guests. Forward this infomation onto Port Arther all hands to battlestations." She ordered, "i want fighters out and weapons armed, shields up ladies"

Across the ship alarms went off, pilots and other crews ran to there stations, the ships had changed corse heading to the Helghan ship(s). the 12 ships of the task force moved in, fighters screening there aproch. The Elites knew what they were doing, they would be no push over.

The Staff Commander returned to the Command Center. Then suddenly, an alarm went off. Rega screamed. "Sir! Multiple fighters incoming! CorpSacian fighters!"
"Dammit!" Ivane Krimsol ran over to Revarri and looked upon the screens. "Dammit!" He said again. "Jinne!"
"Sir?"
"Is every battery, cannon, whatever armed?"
"Affirmative!"
"Make sure their ready. Get my troops to safe positions while our security forces do the work."
"Affirmative!" Then he walked over to the Communation station. He pushed the PA button, and the entire PA system came online throught out the ships. He even had it switched to speak on every ship in the fleet. "This is Attack Ship 5-1! We have CorpSacian fighters incoming on our position. All security forces manning every railgun, cannon, and battery, be ready! Close up all bays: the Cafeteria, Cargo Bay, whatever! Keep the Health Bay on full alert, every doctor and surgeon be ready! Soldiers not manning anything, get to somewhere safe. Other Attack Ships, when you notice Attack Ship 5-1, that's us, open fire, you do the same on any you see. Get ready for some heavy shock attacks! I repeat be ready to fire when A' Ship 5-1 opens up! And put your shields up! Out!"
"Good job, Jinne. Now, all officers, get ready to move out of the way when under fire. Until they get here, try to evade them as best as possible. I give the order to open up when they are at a decend range. Jinne, you give the message at the second I order you."
"What are our Rules of Engagements, sir?" An officer called out.
"When I give the order, this is when the fighters will sieged by our cannon fire. When they get too close, have the railguns open up and finish them off! Cannons are for siege fire, railguns are for close combat, and our batteries will be used to open up on CorpSacian fleets."
"Yes sir!"
"Revarri, say the same thing to the entire fleet!"
"Of course, sir!"
"Now, get our shields online!"

OOC:
HCF, hitting the probe is not only a godmod(ie declaring damage on someone else), but it's also way outside your weapons range, and not exactly standing still; remember, I'm lingering around around 10 lightminutes back from the belt, you have a declared laser range of 3 lightseconds, and you haven't said much about redeploying those 50 ships.

I don't like to keep bugging you like this, but the tactics and strategies I'm using require a certain measure of specifics; afterall, I'm trying to draw some of your ships far enough out that I can ambush them, destroying, boarding, and gathering intelligence materials, then get away befor you can reach me with enough strength to pose a serious threat. To do that, I have to know where you are.


And CorpSac, I generally don't challenge the ability of FTLi to work as advertised, but if you say yours won't stop my probability-based displacers, well, I'm not about to argue. :)

Sorry. I'll write another post. Consider that one irrelevant. You'll have to wait a while though, as I am strapped for time. Oh and to help me write it...
Your drone emitted fake engine emissions or something right? well, if I went towards them, would I not be nearer? Anyway.....sorry about that.

Your drone emitted fake engine emissions or something right? well, if I went towards them, would I not be nearer?

OOC:
Naturally.

Mind you, it would take some time to close the distance as it is rather substantial, and neither the Indie nor the probe are standing still, instead conducting evasive random-walks over a volume of several cubic light seconds each(tho the drone's flight pattern naturally changed to something more convincing while it was trying to trick your sensors). The two are also millions of kilometers apart, the ship having repositioned each time it fired at you.

Vice-Admiral SHinzon frowned. Finding this bastard of a ship was more difficul than he had thought it would be, its cloak was....
"Sir, we have engine emissions, possibly leaked through the enemy cloak."
...not so perfect.
"Well, what are you waiting for, go after them. All ahead full." ordered Shinzon.
"Yes, sir. But won't that take us out too far from the rest of the fleet?"
"Perhaps, but we are under strict orders to find this ship, and we will find it no matter what."

The 50 Attack Vessels moved forward at a phenomenal speed. On board the deck, the engineer at the scanners called out, "Sir, we should be right above them."
"Right then, fan out the ships. Standard Stealth search pattern. I want to see gaps of at least 100 kilomatres between each ship. Cover all the areas in fron, behind and in between each ship with lasers. Record any hits and fire in the direction of them." ordered Shinzon.
"Yes, sir." The pilot turned and spoke to the comm-tech, "Right, you heard the man. Have the fleet set up and move forward, covering the area, but move forward slowly"

High above the capitol planet of Rea Dan, the ancient engines of war once more began to work. The great battlestations adrift within the orbiting debries around Rea Dan were beginning to be re-crewed and re-fitted. The Readanian Navy, once a exploration force that was scattered across the universe, was being reformed near CorpSac territory, around one of the first colonies of the New Era.

The Rally Point, (or World 993940 as it had been called prior,) was a neigh insignificant system before this war. It was a system that had but one freezing rock of a planet, roughly the size of earth. It had a nearly liviable surface, but few creatures lived on its frigid, iceplains. When the Readanians arrived on the world, they found some useful metals and materials in the earth. Thus a mining facility was created to mine it. The Exiles of the Empire, desperate for reasources, attacked on several occasions. A powerful military base was moved there several months later and the attacks ended instantly.

Now that base provided a stepping stone towards the invasion point in CorpSac. Now that insignificant base became the rallying point for a grand sight, a Readanian Invasion Armada.

For the first time, Rea Dan was a major power in a intergalactic war. The Emperor would make sure it was not the last time.

OOC: Armada size to be posted tomarrow in ooc area. Maybe sometime this weekend if things get hectic Friday.

CAB-040

The fighters, part fo the elite fleet moved in ways that didnt seem possible, even tho meny were cut down in the fire from the enemy. Meny of the fighters managed to skim across the enemy ship fireing missiles and rockets at point blank range, fireing there guns at the same time.

Some of the bomber groups had doen the same thing one or two had droped the plasma bombs and the HE bombs tho some did drop low yeld Nuclear weapons. The Aim of the Fighters was not to destroy but to weaken the enemy fleet.

After most of the fighters and bombers had used all there weapons they pulled away, even tho a full 1/4th of the fighters had been destroyed. even on the way back the fighters wouldnt have an easy ride.

The taskforce waited, it hoped that the fighters would drag the enemy towards them, they slowly moved towards the enemy so that they wouldnt suspect anything.

Other taskforces from the 101st fleet had started to short jump into the area, out of range of the enemy sensors, they would pull a easy trap on the enemy, tho only 2 taskforces had arrived so far.


CAB-030

Ivan sat, he watched on the sensors as the enemy came closer, he saw some of the enemy ships braking away to engage a fait engine single...it was strange.

"how long do we have?" he asked looking over to his 2nd in command.

"well the enemy fleet that decided to go under the belt will take about a day, the other fleet.....an hour or so...a fighter swarm might slow them down"

"vary well, send half of the planets defence fighters to slow them down. Do what it takes." he ordered

And with that half of the fighters had left the planet and headed to the HCF fleet, hopeing to slow them down, buy some time......it wouldnt be long till the reinforcements got here but still a good few hours, the final fight in space for the colony was about to start.....and nothing anyone could do would prevent it...the colonies fate was down to a single taskforce and the defence fighters.

OOC: For the first part of your post (CAB-030) is that the fight between my capitol ships and your fighters?

no, CAB-040 is the only post i know you have ships, and that was from readying one of your posts (post 59).

"Sir, mark 434 recon probe has been delivered stealthed to Port Aurther, roughly one light-hour above the system primary. Telemetry looks good, no enemy presence reported."

King nodded, watching the enemy detachment slow to investigate the EW probe's vicinity, probing it with random fire. They had closed the range with... annoying speed, but he'd still had plenty of time to order it to relocate under stealth.

Still, faster than he'd liked or not, there would be plenty of time to do what was needed; afterall, their main force still hadn't finished with the CorpSacians.

"Marines to boarding craft; engineering teams prepare for combat salvage operations. Helm, back us off to fifteen million kilometers. Guns, prepare three deca-salvos; first two for alpha-strike against fourty-five enemy capital ships. We will then close and engage the remaining vessels with aim towards gauging their strength and facilitating boarding operations. Third deca-salvo will be held in reserve."

Aye's sounded, and the background murmur grew as orders and reports were exchanged; it wouldn't take long - a few minutes at most - befor all was ready, but in the mean he could only wait and watch, and his eyes returned to the icons and data codes that marked the enemy detachment they were about to ambush.

'What are you thinking?'


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"Alright you dogs, you wanna live forever?! Get a move on!"


Drake Stone, Maverick 4th Class, paused in preparation to watch as a squad of Guild marines - The Hitmen by their Clan markings; an unusually professional outfit - entered the flight deck enroute to their boarding craft. They looked good, disciplined and well equipped, as they marched past, but they had an unusually large number of first-timers amongst their Vets; he hoped that it wasn't a mistake.

He brushed the thought aside as a soft tone sounded; his own one-man shock-pod's self-tests having finished, a glance showing only green icons. He gave an absent nod, then, giving one last look around the bay befor keying his readiness to Flight Ops and feeding power to the tiny craft's over sized engines, moving to take his place in the launch queue.


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"Sir, all involved small craft report ready."

"Good." King paused, then, "Guns?"

"All tubes and batteries report green, sir"

"Good, good." the Captain's gaze returning to the plot, eyes narrowing, "Now, Lieutenant, I want them out of my sky..."


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Fifteen million kilometers from the fifty ships of the Helghan Colonial Force, 'below' and to the side, four pairs of great, armoured doors slid open behind the veil of stealth, secondary doors opening on four hundred and twenty four inertial launch tubes.

Space, then, suddenly filled with sensor contacts as each tube went to rapid fire, spitting ten missiles each, pausing briefly, then loosing ten more; 8480 offencive missiles away in scant seconds, half streaking above and half below the launching ship, it's flank toward the enemy fleet.

Shifting course, angling towards the enemy even as they cleared the Indefatigable, spreading out and rushing forward with absurd rates of acceleration; the swarm arraying itself to strike the enemy as one massive hammer-blow.

Saving thrust for evasive and terminal attack maneuvers, it would take nearly them two minutes to reach their targets, but in that time they were not idle; EW/ECM was carried by each missile, but one in ten carried nothing but, and now decoys, ECM, chaff, sensor blinders, and more went to work, spread throughout the swarm and ahead; targets multiplying a hundred-fold from decoys alone. Laser-heads fell back, then, a third of the actual warhead-carrying missiles moving tens of thousands of kilometers behind the rest, so that their deadly beams, pumped by the inferno of trans-nuclear fire, would strike in time with the rest, while a smattering of anti-capital formation bombs and anti-fighter sub-munition carriers took up their own positions throughout.

The entire swarm arrayed itself for maximum lethality and minimum fratricide, charging through at once to overwhelm defences while spread sufficiently to prevent the nuclear fireballs of any given missile from killing it's neighbours.

Nor was the Indefatigable idle, her powerful battle computers linked to each missile via entanglement, coordinating EW/ECM, ECCM, flight plans and targeting, all on the fly and in real time, the entire swarm behaving as one terrifying beast; evasive maneuvers prepared to engage at the observed three-lightsecond range of enemy lasers or at the first hint of defencive fire, whichever came first. All while the battleship itself crept up in the wake of it's missiles, under stealth; her own EW and decoy launchers at the ready, for the chances of the enemy seeing through her stealth grew with each kilometer they neared.


Of course, the missile swarm and all it's countermeasures would, for now, neatly shield the ship, aiding it in avoiding detection, but that wouldn't last long, and the Indie would take substantially longer than her own missiles to close the distance.




OOC:
Oh, and here's a pic of a trio of Superior-class battleships, same as the Indie. Render and mesh are my own.

http://esusalliance.co.uk/upload/BB008.jpg


And yes, I did fire 2/3rd of my entire stock of offencive missiles at you - well, I will have a few left if I have to fire that third deca-salvo, but not much.

OOC: Before I right my post....I would have been able to detect your ship after that, unless the missiles were all cloaked, which I seriously hope they weren't, or I am screwed! I need to know if they were like your 'Blackjacks' or if they're just regular missiles.

OOC: Before I right my post....I would have been able to detect your ship after that, unless the missiles were all cloaked, which I seriously hope they weren't, or I am screwed! I need to know if they were like your 'Blackjacks' or if they're just regular missiles.

OOC:
They're kinda-sorta like the blackjacks, in that they incorperate stealth/EW/ECM features, but you shouldn't have too much trouble seeing them(targeting them is another matter, what with the metric buttload of ECM, decoys, sensor-blinders, and decoys, plus evasive maneuvers). As is implied in my post, my missiles aren't normal missiles; indeed, they are a lot more.

And yes, I figure you'll be able to detect the ship as it's launching(or, atleast, be able to tell where it is rather plainly), but as soon as the missiles are away it'll be back under full stealth and random-walking as it closes, so you'll probally loose it again until it either gets closer(and the missiles are gone) or switches to active sensors for targeting - don't worry, if you don't detect them befor they hit energy range, they'll be droping stealth anyway; afterall, stealth would be rather useless at that point, what with my own active sensor emmisions and weapons fire pointing back at me.

By the way, without counting decicated EW/ECM platforms, that's ~170 missiles aimed at each and every one of the 45 ships I'm targeting.

Aboard the RSS Despot:

The Captain of REF 5, sat bored within his chambers glancing over realitively irrelivent survellence data collected by droid fighters. He hoped to find some clear sign of what to do once past the asteroid field based on what little recon their fighters and scanners could gather from the distant space battle.

He knew that the Readanians were not a people that favoured space combat and their ships demonstrated this with their favour of transportation over ship to ship weapons or mass use of cloak technologies. The Readanians were warriors of the solid earth, where they could use their trench based combat training to good use.

At this thought he sighed with nostilgia at this thought. At 1007, he was one of the few people still alive that remembered The Exile War. It was a time when emotions had met their peak between the Immortals, (genetically enhanced, long-lived humans,) and the Exiles ("Normals".) He was the youngest general at the time. He lead the last attack of the war, he himself shot the leader of the Exiles. But, in the end none of that mattered. His heroism merely allowed him a high rank in the new Imperial Space Navy and a quite life during The Long Peace. Now tensions were high again in Rea Dan, and fierce colonialism lead to mindless warfare.

So absorbed was the Captain in his thoughts that he barely noticed that someone had entered the room. He now noticed the heavy breathing behind him. Heavy nervous breathing. He turned slowly to meet the unidentified intruder face to face.

"What is it, now? Can't you see that I'm-?!" His words were stopped short as his eyes meet the barrel of a gun, an inch away from his face.
"BLOOD FOR CHAOS! BLOOD FOR THE REVOLUTION!!"
BANG!

OOC: Ouch

IC:
"VICE-ADMIRAL SHINZON, SIR! We got major incoming! Missiles, a lot of them!" yelled an engineer.
"Well, what are you waiting for, target them and fire counter-measure missiles!"
"Can't sir. Can't get a lock, too much disruption, ECM, decoys, the works."
Damn. "Charge shields! Fire counter flares, try to draw off the missiles. Did we detect the enemy ship?"
"Yes, sir. But it cloaked straight afterwards."
"Right, after the missiles hit, move at full speed towards the last known location. BRACE FOR IMPACT!" yelled Shinzon.

The missiles hit hard. Shinzon nearly fell to the floor when they hit his ship, but the Command Ship had the best shielding money could buy, it survived. Other ships however weren't so lucky. Several were destroyed in the onslaught, many others crippled so they could do nothing more than get in the way of enemy projectiles and maybe fire the odd weapon or two.

"DAMAGE REPORT!" ordered Shinzon.
"We lost a lot sir. Down to just 28 ships. 5 of those are immobile but are able to fire weapons. 23 reporting heavy casualties and hull damage, but they say they'll be ready for a fight. 5 ships are reporting no damage at all,not even to shields. Appears they weren't targeted."
"Set a course for the last known position of the enemy ship. Send a comm-text to Admiral Gheist and inform him of the situation. Prepare all Elites and Assault squads to prepare to repel boarding actions. And....how many Rauben do we have?"
"50 sir."
"50? You sure 50?"
"Yes, sir."
"Man, that's more than enough. Get them ready in on board Leech ships for boarding actions of our own." Shinzon looked at his second-in-command, and smiled at the look of bewilderment on his face. "An unaskd question is the most futile thing in the world."
"Sorry, sir. I don't mean to seem ignorant, but 50 Rauben is more than enough? What do yo...." but Shinzon began replying before the scond-in command could finish.
"Were the Rauben normal soldiers, no matter how well trained, then yes I would be speaking nonsense. But they are not. They were born in testubes, destined to be the perfect soldier. Each costs roughly 20 million to grow, and roughly 50 million to equip and train. Their armour is completely bulletproof, and absorbs energy weapons up to a certain extent before they finally succumb to energy projectiles. They can bend solid adamantium, the material our tanks and fighters are made of like paper, they have cloaking devices built in to their suits and their weapons have the power to cut through 20 metre thick concrete. In the entire armed forces, there is only 25,000 of them. That is why I said 50 is more than enough. Nothing short of a missile will kill them in a single shot, and I doubt the enemy will use those onboard their own ship."
Shinzon's second in command looked at his superior, his eyes open in amazement and terror that something so powerful could exist.

OOC: Don't worry, they can be destroyed! If under sever fire, even bullets that can't get through their armour the stress of battle can muck up their heart and lungs, causing death.SO basically shoot at them enough in a tight space and they will die.

OOC:
Did you want to keep that Vice-Admiral Shinzon? I can see about trying to capture him if you do, and he'd ICly surrender.




I'll post IC after CorpSac gets a chance.

OOC: Doesn't really matter. I'd prefer if he lived, but there are hundreds of naval officers ready to take his place. If you do try to take him,you'll have the entire ships guards and his personal bodyguards to get through, so it'll be tough, but that's not such a bad idea. Although there is no way he'd surrender,you'd have to incapacitate him somehow, before he could take his own life.

OOC: this isnt the post i was hoping to post but its gone midnight here aand im rather shatter.

IC:

CAD-030
High Orbit of Colony

"What the fuck was that?" Ivan shouted as he looked at the sensor map, "fucking hell what do the Kan' have out there floting in our space a fucking battleship...." he looked round "well...we might come out better then i thought" he smiled.

"well...sir you know we could boost our fighter numbers with the dropships?"

"what..." Ivan replyed

"well" his 2nd in command said, "there gunships, we load them with asmeny missiles and torpedos we can and have them guard our Cap ships."

"an old tactic...did we use that befor?" Ivan replyed.

"yes...." the 2nd in command replyed

"vary well do it...keep an eye on the enemy i want to know the moment they pass the moon i want fighters to engage them there..." He looked down, "god helps us all"

OOC: now for a real post not just a post to prove im alive.


Delti Centari system
Delti Centari Prime, Capital world of the Colonial Federal Goverment
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War Room of the Capital House
11.00am Capital Planet Standard Time (CPLT)
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The Presidant, her body guard and the top brass of the military all sat in the room bickering and ranting at each other. When the news of the group in the CAB-040 system came though things were changing.

"it is a recon group, its to small to be a invasion force or could have been a miss jump" Grand Admiral Brack said as he stood at the front of at he monitor. the monitor had a view of the CAD-040 system, the major trade link into the Colonial Federal Goverment from most nations along the Beta Arm. It was the lifeline of the outsite universe to the Beta Arm and for the beta arm itself.

"i dont think so Grand Admiral, i think this was a recon but belive they felt the system was not important, tho that would change when they do a scan of the surrounding space." The Sky Marshal said looking up at the screen, "we have alot of traffic coming in and out of the system, Kan ships aswell as other ESUS ships. The 101st was only there to get rid of the pirate problem...we still dont know whos supplying them do we?"

"no, no we dont Sky Marshal" Brack said looking at him, "miss Presidant i feel that CAB-030 is not an Isloated attack, i and my staff aswell as the other Grand Admirals agree that this might just be an invasion. Tho the Federal Boys feel that the Colonial Fleet Command is being a bit.....jumpy"

"to fucking right, so what the scouted CAB-040, we would if we were attacking CAB-030. Find out what elce was around, but no, the enemy fleet.." The Federal Grand Admiral was interupted by one of the Colonials Aids.

"em...fleets, we confirmed 2 different ship designs, markings on one of the fleets moving under the astroid belt are completely different aswell as the designs. The ships in the CAB-040 system also have slightly different markings to the ships that are the same type in CAB-030. We're dealing with 3 different Empires" the aid said stairing at the Federal Grand Admiral.

"what...." the FGA replyed looking shocked but was interupted by Kimiko.

"fine, Grand Admiral Flankes, im ordering the Federal Fleet to full alert status, all leave is to be canceled, Sky Marshal i want the same for the Aerospace Corp." she ordered, "General Kane and General Bishop i want the Colonial and Federal Armies at full readyness. Its no supprise that the Colonial Marines will need support from the Federal Army, Kane i want 12 armies to be given to Colonial High Command."

"yes mam" the room erupted.

"Jason, as Minister of Defence i want the Senate to be informed tell them we need to call in help also i want the top brass to figure something out and i want to hit them hard back use what ever you need to" they knew what she ment even tho she didnt say it "Mike i want the Press to be informed, if we dont tell them now they will do something stupid. As soon as its possible people i want an offical Act of War passed, as of now people we are at war."


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OOC: will finish later (with another post more then likely, sooner or later i will get to write the big post ive been wanting to post.

Although there is no way he'd surrender,you'd have to incapacitate him somehow, before he could take his own life.
OOC: Now that's what I call a true Helghast soldier!

@CorpSac
Did I miss something, or have you not posted ICly about your 101st Elite Fleet fighting against my Helghast Fleet?

OOC: post 59 (yours HE) i replyed on post 60 page 4 (the CAB-040 part) then post 61 (yours) in replying to Post 61 and post 67 was a reply to your post (61), i think thats makes sences....

Post 59 yours
60 replying to Post 59
Post 61 replying to post 60
Post 67 replying to post 60

And thats as far as we got, i was writing a post on CAB-040 to sort of remind you, i only take it as CAB-040 as post 59 seemed to imply your ships were still at CAB-040 and i was thinking its only a recon group. tell me if im wrong but i was going by what was posted.

OOC: Now that's what I call a true Helghast soldier!

OOC: Thank you.
Now let me see if I have everything sorted, as I have been away a while:
1. The Helghan Empire is attacking CAB-040, and the CorpSacians are fighting him there.
2.Rea Dan is moving under the asteroid belt, so is delayed by quite a bit.
3.Kanuckistan is annoying the crap out of me with his stealth ship.

Anyway, here's my post about my fleet making the final move towards CAB-030 and attacking the orbital defenders.

IC:
Admiral Gheist stared out at his fleet. He had lost a lot of ships in the battle. Out of 300 at the start, he commanded only 205 now. And roughly 20 of them were damaged. If CorpSac brought in reinforcements, this attack would fail.
"Move the fleet forward, full sublight. Charge weapons and shields. Railgun status?"
"Ready and waiting for a target, sir." replied the Railgun commander through the comm-link.
"Good. Same plan as before. Send in 150 of our ships. No tranports. Ready all fighters. Again Vice-Admiral Kryptman will lead the attack." ordered Gheist.
"Yes, sir."

The fleet broke in two. 150 Planetary Assault vessels led by Kryptman and his Command Ship. On the deck, Kryptman was grumbling,
"Why'd he have to send me again? I just need a short rest. There's 4 others he could have sent. Vice-Admirals Shinzon, von Paulus, Zhukov and Eisen are all competent commanders. And their Command Ships aren't beat up and their crew tired." moaned Kryptman.
"Well,sir. Shinzon's off on a mission of his own and maybe Admiral Gheist believed you to be better than the others." said his pilot,trying to console him.
"Thank you. But I'd rather get some rest."
"Sir, we still have roughly 10 minutes before we're close enough to the enemy planet before we have to worry about retaliation, we still have to scan them using mid-wave sensors. Perhaps you could get some rest."
"Thank you pilot. But I'll stay here. How long until we can release our fighters?"
"Like I said, sir. 10 minutes. Then we'll be close enough to have to worry about enemy retaliation."
Kryptman sighed and looked towards the door to his private quarters. Inside was his book and his bed, pictures of his wife and three children.
"Maybe I will take a break."

He walked through the door and sat in his chair. He picked up a picture of his eldest, his daughter Tzeitel. She'd be 6 in 4 months, and starting school. Kryptman hoped he'd be back in time to see her..

And thats as far as we got, i was writing a post on CAB-040 to sort of remind you, i only take it as CAB-040 as post 59 seemed to imply your ships were still at CAB-040 and i was thinking its only a recon group. tell me if im wrong but i was going by what was posted.
OOC: It's an entire invasion fleet - most of the entire 5th Army. But their reinforcements, of the rest of the Helghast 5th, are reaching the fleet's location. Your taskforces are going up against a fleet of 300 capital ships.

IC:
Inside the Helghan Headquarters in the Helghast capitol, Scolar Visari -Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire - was finishing his glass of water in his private room. He had his mind on the new law he positioned on Helghan. He wondered if the people were either okay (not happy) with the temporary law or disliked it entirely. He didn't mind the people's opposition of it - he always tolerated what people protested about because it was progress - for what is wrong with the Empire or what wasn't. He was never the type of dictator who always has the final say without knowing what's good and what's not.
There was a knock at his door. He set the glass on his table and walked to the door. He opened it. General Lente - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Army - stood there, with papers in his hand.
"Hello Lente," Visari greeted. "I thought you were at the Bases."
"I just arrived my friend."
"Well, come in then."
The General walked in and Visari shut the door. "Sit down my friend." General Lente did so on one of two chairs.
"I have some news from the Helghast 5th." General Lente spoke.
"What is the problem?"
Lente handed Visari the papers and spoke, "They've encountered a CorpSacian fleet in Colonial Arm Beta-040. As we speak, the Fleet is 'fending off fighters. More information is in the papers."
"What of their reinforcements?"
"They'll be arriving to the 5th Army's aid soon. I don't know when, but soon."
Scolar Visari sat down on the chair next to Lente. "What's going on? Any casualties?"
"Not likely. Many CorpSacian fighters have been destroyed, but I must say, they are doing a fine job out there, from what the 5th describes. They are pulling off manuevers we have never seen before."
"What's the 5th Army's R-O-E?" Helghasts sometimes say Rules of Engagements that way.
"I know their weapon engagements. I think I missed something in those documents. Their weapon engagements were using cannons as siege fire, batteries to take out enemy ships, and railguns for Point Blank range."
"Interestingly clever of the Staff Commander."
"Heh. But then again, all our Staff Commanders are clever soldiers. How goes the new law?"
"Supplies are rapidly increasing. Our surplus resources are being ready for the go. And it's been quiet."
"What do you mean by quiet, sir?"
"No one seems to oppose it. Either they are okay with the hourly increase, or maybe it's because of the Conscription. You know that one out of every three families have at least one are two loved ones in the Military. I'm very impressed with the increase in provisions, and such."
Lente chuckled. "Well, I've gotta head back to the base."
"Okay. I'll see you next time."
The two shook eachothers hands and Lente walked out. Visari through out the rest of his water in his bathroom sink, sat down, and began reading the documents...

CAB-040
Taskforce 6 (6th/101st Carrier Group), The Death Squadren

CFN Omega, Strike Carrier (CVS-021), Command Ship of Taskforce

Chief was stairing at the sensors, he didnt belive it, when the fighters attacked he noticed how meny Capital ships were there. The fighters had spreed them out a bit, it made it clearer to him, that and the fact that the sensor glich was sorted out. Sweat driped from his forehead, he wiped it away as he looked in shock.

"Mam, i count just over 300 ships, i dont even think the nukes did that much other then getting though the shields and giving the enemy one hell of a scare" Chief reported as he looked up.

"god dam it....how meny of the task forces have arrived?" Colonel Tigh replyed, she looked up at Chief then to the comms officer near by.

"Fleet Admiral Adama's Command Taskforce has arrived just outside weapons range above the enemy fleet with the 2nd battlegroup. The 3rd and 4th Battlegroups have taken postions above and below the enemy fleet, the 5th battle group and the 6th Carriergroup have shortjumped on the enemies flanks just outside weapons range." The Tactical Officer reported.

"incoming message from Fleet Admiral Adama" the comms officer said. Tigh wiped round to look at the comms officer, then taped the side of her comm headset in her right ear.

"Admiral" she said

"ahh Tigh, its a good jump you found this fleet when you did, there corse seems to be taking them to the CAB-030 system and we cant let that happen right now. Its a pitty we're missing the 7th but no matter." Adamas voice said in her head set, "this is a simple mission, delay the enemy for aslong as we can. Ive ordered the 3rd, 4th and 5th battlegroups to do a short jump pritty much ontop of the enemy from above and below and to the right flank, they will be getting within vary close, a few 100 meters from the enemy. Im ordering all fighters to engage the enemy now, have fighter/bombers and bombers loaded with nuclear tiped warheads and bombs aswell has mines."

"aye Admiral, all fighters will engage the enemy, we're preping and sending them in as we speak" Tigh replyed passing the orders on. "anything elce?"

"yes, we're still not shore what we're dealing with, we want one of the enemy ships disabled, my taskforce will deal with that aspect of this attack, your Taskforce will engage the enemy at long to medium range from behind, the Carrier group will be doing the same on the left flank. having an attack of this scale and on this meny sides should atlest throw them off. tho i bet they will figure out what we're up to." Adama said over the comm channel. "you have your orders Colonel, Fleet Admiral Adama Out."

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Fighters from all the taskforces sped towards the enemy, 1385 asorted fighters, bombers, intercepters came from all sides. It wasnt all of the fighters in the fleet, the command task force didnt send any for its own reasons.

The fighters made a small short jump at the enemy, jumping closer to make up the distance and to save fuel. then they attack with full force, anti aircraft fire and alike hit the fighters. heavy fighters and bombers made torpedo runs on the enemy as interceptors and light fighters covered them.

"this dagger group making Torpedo run"

The 7 bombers flanked by a squad of interceptors flew right at an enemy assault ship, a few of the bombers (2) got cut down by fire as the other 5 fired off intotal 10 torpedos at this one ship. meny of the torpedos were cut down as they travaled towards the enemy. For one pilot who watch it was as if time slowed down as the torpedos moved with such a strange grace, an evil grin it seemed. As the torpedos struk the ship and the warheads exploded on impact, for a moment he though the ship made it without a scrach untill he saw the thing slow exploded.

it was the last thing he saw as he flew right into a ship, the stupid fool forgot to look where he was going and was ignoreing his wingman and the computer.

After about 5 minutes it happened, fighters moved out of certain areas vary quickly and then suddenly the 3 battlegroups had jumped in, a total of 39 ships above, below and to the right of the enemy apeared. 2 Killma Battleships, 1 Killma Dreadnought (rf), 6 cruisers, Hand fulls of destroyers and Frigates and Corevttes.

some took some fire as the enemy hit them, shilds were still down at the time and it did a fair bit of damage. One of the jumping ships was unluck, jumping right into a enemy ship destroying the Frigate outright and shorely the enemy cap ship.

Weapons fire from both fleets at point blank, the place that the colonials liked to be, there weapons most effective at this point.

Missiles and torpedos fired from the 3 battlegroups from the 3 sides, a text book attack on a larger enemy.


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"300 FUCK SHIPS" Kimiko shouted "the fuck federals, get what support we can, fucking hell. Contact all Trade allies tell them for the moment that we can not garrentee there ships safty in the CAB-040 system and its best they dont go there, tell them why. Shit and the fucking pirates......"

"with any luck when the 101st pull back the pirates will think it would be fun to harass the enemy." Kayla replyed sitting in the chair across from Kimikos desk.

"not likely....god we're going to have to put all systems on alert, the fucking corporations are not going to be happy."

"when are they ever happy" Kayla said standing up, "hell when is anyone happy in a fucking war. oh by the way, intel say they still have no idea where the enemy is coming from and we've not heared from the Kan Military...maby it was a bad idea asking the civi ship to pass on our message."

"maby......this is going to be a fucking long day" Kimiko replyed looking down.

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CAB-030

The carrier group sat waiting, 10 minutes.....the enemy tho were in for a shock, hidden behind the moon was most of the fighters, 1900 of them waiting for the enemy to pass. The naval base sat hidden aswell, waiting as the enemy fleet passed.

Suddenly as the 150 assault ships passed the fighters acitvated all systems, fireing at full afterburn at the enemy fleet. The naval base opened up with what fire power it had, tho it wasnt much it was still firepower.

The fighters opened fire once in range, dog fighting where ever they did, some of the heavy fighters had managed to pull off a few torpedo runs, carrying nuclear warheads the torpedos would do some damage.


Ivan stood up and went to CIC (Combat infomation Center), the heart a Colonial ship during a battle (or atlest for a carrier).

"its started" The colonal said.

"god help thoses souls.....have our ships pick targets, protection of the carriers is not a concern all ships will fight, we atlest have the planet defence net behind ups. that naval base wont last at all...." Ivan said as he looked as the map infront of him "wont last at all"

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OOC:

Kan, my laws on Salvage are the same as they have ever been, if its not my ship and you ask first if its in my space your more then welcome to it aslong as we get 25% of the salvage (at a minimum).

CAB-040, KCV Drunken Sailor, Four Lightminutes from the Combat Zone

"So, you heading out too, Jack?"

The feline hologram nodded, it's owner commanding a Kanuckistani freighter on the other side of the system, itself not so dissimilar to the DS' own two-kilometer bulk.

"Yeah; doubt they'll waste resources chasing after merchies befor finishing the CorpSacians, assuming they win, but stranger things've happened, and my displacers are already charged."

Captain Sal's wolven avatar frowned, "True, true, but it feels wrong to just run away like this."

The look Jack gave him only caused that frown to deepen; "Don't. Don't you dare start shooting at those bastards! If you lob a single stand-off missile at them befor jumping..."

"...I'll risk turning every civilian ship in the system into a military target," the wolf cut him off, "You know me better than that, Jack. I just said it feels wrong."

The feline's anger sagged, and he sighed, "I know, Sal; I won't argue that much. I guess that 'Guild ship in 'ought-thirty's just making me nervous someone'll try and copy-cat 'em with a freighter."

Sal chuckled, "Yer thinking of ol' Daggerfall, eh? Well, no worries; I'll be following you out soon as I'm able, then it'll just be the Cat Herder. That one's not about to waste expensive ordinance if he can avoid it, and everyone else has already left the system."

"Indeed," Jack smirked, "In fact, judging by his... Op, there, he's gone. And so am I. The Expedient Procrastination left a few recon drones befor departing, by the way; charging five Drake for a raw feed"

The wolf nodded, "Good idea; damn sight cheaper than dropping my own, too."

And with that, the last Kanuckistani-registered vessel left the system.


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CAB-030, KAGV Indefatigable


Vectors converged, and the constantly updating data codes changed sharply as a myriad of icons simply vanished from the central holotank's plot.

It was a deceptively peaceful thing, mused King as he watched the attack go in, and so sharp a contrast to the destruction it portrayed was hard to imagine.


"Sir, CIC reports twenty-two enemy ships destroyed, five apparently immobile, and heavy damage throughout all targeted vessels. Sir, we've also a probable candidate for the enemy command ship."

"Explain."

"It's observed shield performance was well in excess of it's peers, sir."


"Good," King grinned, turning momentarily from the 'holo, "Have CIC upload the relevant data and a summary to the communications section for transmission to Port Aurther. If they're right, it should give the 'Sacians a neat advantage. Now, analysis of enemy missile defence?"


"Difficult to say, sir; overall, however, they appeared to be minimally effective, atleast in light of our counter-measures."


"Sir, enemy fleet has changed course; they appear to be headed towards our last launch point."



King nodded, watching the plot, "Guns, prepare that last deca-salvo for launch. Designate enemy command ship Bandit Alpha and remove it from the targeting queue. Designate immobilised vessels Bandits Beta One-through-Five and also remove them from the queue. Add two of the previously untargeted ships to the queue and designate the others Bandits Charlie One-through-Three."


"Aye sir, target profile updated; ready to fire on your command."


"Helm, course change; kill velocity and climb to maintain range at ten MSK once enemy vessels reach that mark. Resume closing with random-walk once our next salvo is away."


"Sir!"


King waited, then; watched as the closing fleet was forced to leave it's immobile comrades behind, the range slowly opening between them, finally reaching the desired five million kilometers; the distance such that Bandit's Beta One-through-Five would almost certainly be unable to assist in defending their advancing comrades from Indie's final deca-salvo.

"Lieutenant. Fire."



OOC:
For those keeping score.

28 HCF ships still alive(in the force I'm engaging) - (5 immobile + 3 undamaged + 1 command ship) = 19 ships, all but 2 damaged to some degree.

VS the 4840 missiles of my last deca-salvo. 10% carry only counter-measures, which leaves 4356 attack missiles carrying genuine warheads.

Or, an average of ~230 attack missiles per targeted ship, with a flight time of ~80 seconds.




Oh, and sorry for taking so long in responding; my immune system isn't quite pulling it's own weight at the moment.

That was another hit on Attack Ship 5-1. Ivane Krimsol shouted, "What's our shield status?"
"They're still very good!" One shouted.
"Damage report!"
"Everything is intact!"
"Okay!"
"Sir!"
"What the hell is it Rega?" The Staff Commander walked to him quickly.
"Sensors have spotted a CorpSacaian battlegroup outside fighting range. See it?"
Krimsol stared at the monitor. "Yes I do."
"Jinne!"
"Yes sir?"
"Alert the other ships in the fleet about another CorpSacaian battlegroup outside fighting range, I don't care if they know it."
"Affirmative sir!"
Ivane Krimsol was becoming tense. He demanded too much - it annoyed him when he became that way. "How many batteries are left?"
"We're still at full quantity same with our other weaponry!" This meant fourteen batteries.
Men! Turn seven - or half - of our batteries's attention to the incoming CorpSacaian force. When they get into range of our batteries, have us open up on them! This'd slow 'em down and damage them before they can make contact with us!"

OOC: Your men wouldn't have needed something like shielding to tell which my command ship is. It is the largest ship, more than 10 times the length of a normal Planetary Assault Vessel, at 19,000 metres length!

IC:
Primary Fleet-Engaging CorpSacians
The enemy fighters had come unexpected from behind the moon, along with the naval base. The Helghast found themselves attacked on multiple fronts, but responded quickly and efficiently, as they had been trained to do.
Within 1 minute, every fighter had been released, 170,000 fighters attacking the enemy equivalents. Kryptman had ordered the fleet to concentrate its attack on the naval base, as the majority of enemy fighters would be taken down by their own.

The Assault Vessels began to close quickly on the base, their fighter escorts defending them from enemy craft. While a few managed to do some damage with Nuclear missiles, no ship was disabled, let alone destroyed.
"ALL SHIPS FIRE!" yelled Kryptman. As one, every ship opened up, firing cannon batteries, missiles and lasers at the base, aiming to obliterate it in one swift blow.


The Rearguard-Engaging Kanuckistan
"SHIT!" yelled Shinzon. Another Missile cloud was heading for his fleet. This one smaller, but none-the-less....
"Fire countermeasures."
"Sir, given the missiles present speed and course, we don't seem to be a target, nor are the immobilised ships."
Idiots, an immobilised enemy is still a threat
"Well. Let's hope the other captains can handle their own defences. Are the boarding parties ready."
"Yes, sir. As per boarding protocol, we have roughly 33% extra Leech Craft with added power to their self destruct and no soldier on board."
"Good." Shinzon stared out at his fleet.
3...2...1... The missiles hit; hard.
"DAMAGE REPORT!"
"We lost another 18 ships! 1 more severly damaged and expecting ammo depots to explode. They're performing an evac now."
"Shit...."replied Shinzon
"Sir, should we set a course for the last known firing position?"
"Negative. Recoup men. Get the men on the immobilised ships we left behind to get on board Leech Craft and fighters, send them out to aid us in any attack and boarding parties. Leave minimal crew on those immobilised ships to fire weapons in case. Once all forces are ready and recouped, then set a course for last known position."
"Yes, sir." replied the Pilot.

OOC:
Wait a sec; your ships were already damaged, and while the follow up salvo was half the size of the first, the actual per-ship fire-density was over 35% greater(230 per ship VS 170 per ship in the first salvo).

Why weren't all 19 ships I targeted destroyed? :confused:



(I'm not trying to boss you around or anything; I'm genuinely confused here)

OOC: Sorted, sorry about that.. And for the maths I now should have the command ship plus 3 others combat-worthy. 5 immbilised, but releasing fighters and boarding parties. 1 pretty much scrap metal.

bump

OOC: im currently hungover and shattered but i will post as soon as i can. i take it people are waiting for me

CAB-040
Taskforce 1 (1/101st Command Group), Legion Cohort

CFN-Colonial, Colonial Class Fleet Carrier (CVF-005), Command Ship of Taskforce and Fleet

Adama stood in CIC looking at the sensor data and the tactical table in front of him, people talking and passing data amoung themselves.

"report" he barked at someone, Adama wasnt one for formalites, he was a old school Fleet Admiral in his 60s. He was ment to retire at the end of the month but this attack had draged that out till when ever this conflict ended. He was 6ft and well built, his hair was white and short.

"the 3rd BG report the lose of a destroyer and the frigates, the dreadnought is takeing minor damage there preping to fire there rail cannon, the Cruiser and the other destroyers are protecting the Dreadnought." someone reported, "the 4th BG is reporting heavy loses, half the destroyers are gone, the frigates are gone and the Heavy Cruisers and battle Cruiser are taking heavy fire from the enemy, there asking if they can pull back sir...they wont last much longer."

"vary well order whats left of the 4th to jump away and converge apon us..what of the 5th?" Adama asked.

"there holding up, reporting that they lost 2 frigates, another one heavy damage, the Dreadnought is ready to fire the rail cannon, they have a fireing solution though meny of the enemy ships. The destroyers and Cruisers are protecting the Dreadnoght."

"new report sir, the 4th's battle cruiser reactor just went critical, the shockwave has crippled the CFN Deathstrike Heavy Cruiser, its not known how meny of the enemy ships have been damaged or destroyed but we lost about 200 fighter craft. The Deathstirke is attempting to ram the nearest thing, Lifeboats are being fired off....reactor meltdown is estermated in 2 minutes."

"have all ships clear the area of the Deathstrike, pick up as meny of the lifeboats as we can.....dam it..." Adama ordered, he wasnt happy "i take it from the attack we've lost about 30-40% of our ships?"

"about that yes...fighter craft down to about 400, they have to pull back, teh carrier groups wil be nearly defenceless with out them"

"do it....have the Dreadnoughts fire the rail cannons, then slowly pull back. Have the 2nd battlegroup move in and attack at long range to cover the retreat."


CAB-030

The naval base was wiped out in a few minutes, it wasnt designed to take this kind of fire. The fighters were cut down quickly, some had manageed to get there ship killer torpedos off, some hit others didnt. Other fighters had emptyed there missiles and bombs and dived into the enemy ships, they knew they didnt have a fucking chance but hell might aswell go down in a blaze of glory.


The Carrier group waited, the planetary defence net had picked targets, the rail cannons, partical cannons, mass drives and so forth all powered up and ready to defend.

Ground forces had been waiting for the attack, waiting seemed to be the game of the day...waiting for a foe they had no idea what or who it was or looked like.

ETA of reinforcements:- 10h12m

OOC: sos for the bad reply in CAB-030 big bro kicking me off machine.

The 5th Army was doing well against the CorpSacaian taskforces. They believed this will be over more quickly than they thought. So far, because of the shielding and powerful armor beneath it, fleet ships took extremely minimal damage - Helghast officers and gunners thought it was because they had brought fear into the enemy with their large force, firepower, and great tactics.
"What news of the enemy fleet, Admiral?" The Staff Commander asked.
Admiral Lugez Omay quickly said, "Enemy frigates and dreadnoughts are being shot down quickly. Many others seem to be overwhelmed by the firepower of our entire fleet. And estimated loss for their forces it close to 50%."
"Good. Let's have Attack Ships 5-3, 5-10, 5-21, and...5-12 move in to intercept any nearby retreating CorpSacaian taskforce at Point Blank range. We'll use some of our ships to engage with cover and siege fire. Now."

OOC: Is it CorpSacaian or CorpSacian?

The battle was going well on the CorpSacian front. While 5 ships had been annihilated and another critically damaged, there was still 144 ships left, plus the command ship. Kryptman stared out at the fireworks. Enemy fighters attempted kamikaze runs into the Assault Vessels, and a few succeeded, scoring hits on weapon batteries and gunnery turrets.

In the distance, the Target Planet could be seen. This spurred the Colonials onto even greater acts of courage and destruction, being so close to their goal. They would show these fools that the Helghast were the proper master race over all others.

"Move forward towards the planet, ready all weapons and shields. Have fighters dock and reload. Get them back out as soon as possible." ordered Kryptman.
"Yes, sir." replied the pilot.

OOC: Sorry about my terrible post, but my internet has been dodgy for the past few days, so if I tried a proper reply, it would have cut out.

OOC:
IC post coming as soon as CorpSac posts.

They would show these fools that the Helghast were the proper master race over all others.
Definetly. That reminds me: Scolar Visari, General Lente, and many other Helghast authors and historians are about to finish a book. It's called Helghast: The Pure Race. It's very detailed and it promotes the Helghast race and Helghast propaganda. CorpSac, just so you know, when we occupy your territory during this war, the occupied people will be required to read it - adds to our propaganda edge and how inferior enemies of Helghasts are. Hope you understand.

OOC: bump
Oh, and my Military factbook has been updated some more, it's not finished though. If you wanna take a look, to get an accurate picture of my military, or whatever, just find the link in my sig. I'm updating it more and more.

OOC:
Sorry fer the delay; I've been feeling unwell as of late, hence the sub-par post to follow.



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IC:
CAB-030, KAGV Indefatigable


"Sir, CIC reports eighteen hostiles destroyed; one appears crippled and launching smallcraft."


King nodded, watching as the Combat Information Center updated the holotank's datacodes befor him, "Good work, Guns."


'41 down, 9 to go' King mused inwardly, 'All but three of those damaged, too, and the Indie has yet to take a single hit.' So far this had been entirely their show, in sharp contrast to the battle in the inner system; that, however, was soon to change, and the real contest would begin.


A sudden change in the holotank interrupted his inner monologue; an explosion of smallcraft from the the five immobilized ships of Bandit Beta group.


"Report." King ordered, brow furled; if those were what he thought they were...


"Bandits Beta One-through-Five are launching smallcraft; CIC is tentatively IDing them as fighter and boarding craft."


The Captain smiled, his hunch confirmed; those five craft voluntarily depleting their marine compliments playing directly into his hands - strikecraft didn't particularly concern him; not here, not now, with intact defences and a full compliment of defencive missiles.


"Tell CIC to get me some solid numbers; craft count and estimated troop capacity."


Tho he did have to wonder why the enemy commander, after the summary annihilation of nearly eighty percent of his formation, continued to close. They hadn't adjusted course after that last salvo...


"Sir, enemy formation is changing course; heading for our last firing point."


'Ah, there we are.'


"Sound General Quarters; Combat Imminent. Preparation for transition to open battle at seven lightseconds. Guns, when the cloak goes down you may engage at will, but I want the enemy command ship disabled, not destroyed, if you feel it reasonably possible. Helm, prepare to reverse course to maintain an engagement range of seven lightseconds."


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OOC:
I'm starting the engagement at seven lightseconds(2.1 MSK) for two reasons; one, to probe you at energy range, and two, to minimise the chance of being seen befor I engage you and thus maintaining first-strike.

Depending on how things go, I hope to close to a range of one light second, at which range I can start pumping heavy broadsides into you from the PSG Carronades.


My marines are waiting until the Indie beats your ships into submission, however; be kinda silly to come all this way only to be killed in the boarding shuttle by a point-defence gun.

OOC: Because you're still cloaked I'll wait until you begin the attack to reply. Just one thing, when you are attempting to disable my Command ship, what will you be aiming for, engines, turrets etc.?

OOC: Because you're still cloaked I'll wait until you begin the attack to reply. Just one thing, when you are attempting to disable my Command ship, what will you be aiming for, engines, turrets etc.?

OOC:
I was expecting you to array your forces, maybe give a little insight into your character's state of mind and answer some of my implied questions(how many fighters and boarding craft, a possible estimate as to boarding craft troop capasity(I plan on using this to ICly estimate the troop compliments of your ships), etc), but that's up to you(tho I'd really like those numbers; make my life easier).

As for disabling your command ship, well, all of those, atleast as they present themselves and what kind of threat they pose - I'd like to put a Neutrino Lance through your reactors(think 'radiation beam', kinda-sorta; passes through normal matter while heating anything it transits by a few thousand degrese - VS most shields it's basicly just an massivly powerful energy weapon, however), but as that might just cause an overload and blow you up, depending on how your reactors work(assuming I can tell where your reactors are?), I was going to test it on one of the other ships first.

"General Ekinsan!" Officer Dema called out to the leading officer aboard Attack Ship 5-199.
"What is it, Yevenei?" General Uva Ekinsan said.
"I have recieved word that multiple Helghast Attack Ships have arrived currently."
"What? Are they the reinforcements from Helghan?" He had hoped so. He knew the Empire would promise this and they would be brought soon.
"Affirmative. They bring oil, spare battery energy, and ammunition to those who need it."
The General sighed in relief that they arrived, especially at the right moment when they were engaging enemy CorpSac forces. "How many are there?"
"30."
"30? Good. Contact Krimsol and tell him the news," Ekinsan requested. "I'll have the Staff Commander take control of their orders. Tell him that too."
"Affirmative," and Officer Dema walked away...

OOC:
CorpSac where are you? We've been waiting for posts from you.
Oh, and to further enlighten everyone, I think you wonder why I call my Attack Shops 5-...There's an explanation for that. The first number is the number-Army their in. And within their 300 fleet span, they are given a number between 1-300 (1 is always the AS that is commanded by a Staff Commander). An example:
The Helghast 3rd Army's first number would be 3. And within the 300 Attack Ships, one is the 50th capitol ship. Thus merges the numbers to make: Attack Ship 3-50. Makes sense?

OOC: Okay then.... Hope this clears things up for you. And yeah, CorpSac?
IC:
Shinzon was growing nervous. What had been a 50 on one fight had now become much less easy. His fleet had been decimated, 50 down to 9, and 6 of which were damaged. This was not going to be easy, and what if they had another salvo like before? His command ship would hold, but the other ships...
"Sir?"
Shinzon snapped out of his daze and addressed the engineer before him. "What is it?"
"The craft and fighters have docked with the mobile craft. We searrched for survivors, found a few, not much, a fighter with pilot and 2 full Leech Craft. That's about it. The survivors and staff from the immobile craft are getting ready for boarding actions."
"Good. Wait until we're close before releasing the leech craft. Rauben and Elites are good soldiers, I don't want them blown up beore they get near the ship."
"Yes, sir."

Now all he could do was wait. 865 Fighter Craft, 400 Leech Boarding Craft with soldiers and 300 with explosives were ready to be released. In total 1000 Elite Soldiers, 40 Rauben and 2060 Base Soldiers ready for ship to ship boarding actionns Cannon batteries were ready for close up combat, gunnery turrets and bays ready to shoot from afar. The Guard on every ship had been doubled, on his own ship 10 of the 50 Rauben had been sent to guard the perimeter around his control room. All they could do was wait.

OOC: sos been busy...dam real life getting in the way of nationstates...why cant people have Parties and invite me out during the day not the night.

Just to let you knwo the main reason why the 101st got cut up so quickly is down to 2 reasons (well 1 big reason). First the 101st have been fighting the Pirates in this system hence alot of the ships that entered combat where rather beaten up, the 2nd reason is due to the fact that a short jump can happen if the shields are up, so when the ships apeared (and where already damaged a fair bit) they didnt have there shields allowing them to get cut up rather quickly. Normaly the fleet would be alot harder.

IC:

CAB-030, high orbit of the Colony

"Defence net ready sir, targets are locked and in range" Teh tactical officer reported.

"Message from Port Aurther....we're ordered to short jump to the edge of the system and wait for the reinforcements, They stated that we've lost to meny ships in the system already and there no point throwing the task force away." The comms officer reported to Ivan.

"what...god dam it..." he paced, he didnt like this, leaving the colony to fend for itself it wasnt the Colonial way, "vary well, order the fighters back prepare all ship for jump." he hung his head, looking at the floor as he griped the railing he was leaning on alot harder. why he wondered, he didnt understand the orders at all.

Quickly the Fighters around the task force docked with there ships, it was a rush job as the fighters did the landings. As soon as the last fighter docked Ivan took one last look at the enemy fleet and the planet below, he sighed as his XO told him the last of the fighters had docked.

"All hands this is the Captain, prepare for short jump" he ordered.

Suddenly the entire task force left in a blinding flash of light, the planet now on its own, the defence net then lit up fireing at the unknowns fleet. Missiles and rail cannon round poured out of the high orbit defence sats, the lower orbit sats waited, not fully active to evoid being detected, there job was simple, take out as meny of the enemy dropships as possible.

CAB-040
Taskforce 1 (1/101st Command Group), Legion Cohort

CFN-Colonial, Colonial Class Fleet Carrier (CVF-005), Command Ship of Taskforce and Fleet

"New contacts.....same Profile...sir...scanning ships now....these are convoy ships sir a resupply i guess" the Tactical officer reported.

"really? do we still have the old Pirate com codes?" Adama asked.

"yes why sir?" the comm officer replyed.

"good, let our friends know of a nice rich target, maby we will get rid of 2 birds with one stone." Adama replyed.

Back at the battle, meny of the Colonial ships had jumped away, the deadnoughts and battle cruisers had fired there heavy weapons, one of the Dreadnoughts had fired its rail cannon right into the heart of the enemy fleet, anything in the way of the RC shell would have been damaged heavly if not destroyed.

Most of the fighters that were left had managed to run for it, some where chased down and wiped out.

One of the destroyers, being hounded by a group of enemy ships, had held its ground till its short jump engines came back online. ITs missiles and torpedos had did the trick at keeping meny of the enemy ships from having a 2nd go. Point blank fire from the torpedos was a deadly thing, no need to plot a target path. Admittly the Destroyer took some damage from the shock wave of the ship killer torpedos. But it did what it did to make it though.

Meny ships tho where not so lucky, oen of the Light escort destroyers had been hounded by 12 of the enemy cap ships. Round after round slamed into the ship, admittedly the skill of the crew was the only reason it managed to take out as meny as it did, at one point spinning the ship so that the rear engines smashed into one of the enemy ships, it fucked the engines but the enemy ship came of worse. It was like a wield animal traped in the corner, meny of hte enemy ships dare not get to close incase it did something insane. But alas the ship finaly fell, one round to meny, as a missile set of a chain reaction in the engines that corsed the Main Reactor to blow.

Of the ships that did managed to pull back, they were covered by groups of missile frigates that had moved in to extreame long range, from the carrier groups and the other groups. missiles and torpedos fired to harrass the enemy, meny of the groups kept moving making them hard to target others were not noticed by the Helgan ships or jsut not thought of as a threat.

The Attack Ship 5-1 was hit with a missile. It was the first to have hit them so far. Many soldiers, that are gunners, were shaken by the blast. When the missile hit, it damaged a battery and disabled it. It was a major damage, but could easily be repaired quickly. Three, of the six, gunners were injured in the blast and rushed to the Medical Bay.
The Staff Commander called out, "Damage report! Now!"
"One battery has been nuetralized, sir! Injuries have just been reported!"
"How many were injured?"
"Three! Two were hit in the leg. The other, I think, has some debris hit between his clavicle."
"They'll live. Give me a field report!"
"Hold on, sir." Then after a short moment after talking to another officer, Officer Krelip Heealder called out, "Enemy frigates entered the battlefield as others retreat! The missile that hit us was one of the frigate's own! Two ships are reporting that they are under severe missile fire and are ready to make a move out of their positions. They want to know if you approve."
"Confirmed. Get them near the suppling-reinforcements." Soon Ivane Krimsol looked down. Shit! I thought this'd be an easy victory before moving towards CAB-040
"Sir?" A different officer said.
Krimsol looked up. "What is it?"
"Other ships, of our own, are asking for orders. Because of the new forces arriving, our ships need assisstance in what to do now."
He thought for a moment. His temples started to ache, and he began rubbing them for a moment. "I got it. Keep our reinforcements close to those who need supplies, and keep them out of contact with the enemy. They may only be used defensively - so if they are attacked, they will open up, but only if they're hit.
"And then, I want any fifteen Attack Ships, that are healthy in manpower and firepower, to move up and intercept the group of frigates. Once again, we'll be used for cover fire."
"Yes sir! I'll notify them imm-"
"Wait. Before you do that, move this ship out of the frigate's range of fire. I don't want us to suffer another missile attack." Especially that I need to survive in order to command these ships to victory, the Staff Commander thought.
"Affirmative!"
The Staff Commander quickly left the room, for his quarters, to find an aspirin...

OOC: How many are in the group of your frigates.

OOC: i jsut thought i would remind you that my ships did jump in at Extremely close range (a few 100 meters away from your ships all around you) and that some fo my ships (2 maby 3) did go critical (resulting in vary big bang) and one of my battle cruisers smashed into the nearest thing to it when it got hit by the shockwave from one of my ships going citical. Im shore you would have lost some ships (or have a fair few fairly damage), plus my ships love close ranged combat, the Plasma bolters are vary effective at short range (they are tho mainly anti armor weapons). not all my ships have Plasma bolters tho.

Also theres only like 9 Frigates at vary vary vary long range scattered around you from what task forces didnt jump in, its why im not expecting them to hit anything (tho one missile did what will bea shock to the frigate captain), there just harrassing your ships with missiles and torpedos most of witch are not expected to hit due to the range there firing at. anyway i will post tomorrow, its 3 in the morning here.

"Vice-Admiral Kryptman, sir?" called a comm-tech.
"What is it?"
"The enemy fleet appears to have fled, sir. We have detected...."
The ship rocked as it was hit by several rail cannon shells and missiles.
"I THOUGHT YOU SAID....." yelled Kryptman.
"As I was about to say, sir. We have detected enemy orbital platforms!"
Kryptman staggered as another group of shots hit.
"Alright, Railgun status?"
"Ready and waiting sir."
"Good. Have it lock on to the nearest enemy emplacement and tell the other ships to target the platforms. Standard Orbital Attack."
"Yes, sir."

As one every ship turned and fired at whatever target presented itself. Missiles and lasers swarmed towards the enemy sats. The railgun fired with tremendous force, sending a large plasma fireball at supersonic speeds towards one of the orbital stations. Fighters swarmed towards the stations and opened up, but only attempted to neutralise the weapons, allowing for the next phase of the attack to begin. The boarding parties.

OOC:CorpSac, are your orbital sats manned or remote? If they're remote controlled then I can just make it seem like the boarding ships picked up that they were and turn back.

OOC: there remote, the only way to highjack them is to crack the cypers and encryptions.

IC:

CAB-030
Colony Surface, New Hope city outskirts

One of the colonial marines was sitting down have a smoke, taking a few puffs on the cig he looked up. His jaw droped, shooting stars in the night sky.

"em..Serg...there here" He said as he picked up his rifle and clocked it, "seems like there attacking the defence net" he ran back into the bunker looking over the vally, one the only 2 into and out of the city, apart from the underground tunnels.

Looking around he saw the faces of his team, this to him might be the last time he saw them...who knew.

OOC: sos for the bad post, shattered

OOC: The transmission, I will be sending, to HCF is Secret IC. I didn't want to label that on my message because "Secret IC" doesn't seem to be used anymore.

IC:
The Helghast fleet kept siege fire upon the 9 missile frigates. They didn't know if they were missing them or causing casualties among the group, because of the long range. Because of this, Ivane Krimsol ceased any battery fire, aimed towards the frigates, and only let the ones "closer", in range, to keep firing. Staff Commander Krimsol needed to conserve armaments because he knew that this was not their destination, just an interruption in the journey.
"Sir?"
"What is it, Rega?" Krimsol asked.
Rega pointed at a screen among the others, and said "All enemy forces are pretty much retreating. I'm not sure, but that's what it appears."
"What's your point, Kiloff?"
"My point is, I think we should move on. I know I'm not a commanding officer aboard this ship, but because of the enemy retreat, it seems like a vicotry and we should keep moving."
"We still need to concentrate on that group of frigates."
"Yes sir," he said quietly.
The Staff Commander turned around and went up to Jinne. Jinne turned, as he noticed the Staff Commander, and asked, "What it is, sir?"
"I need to forward a message to the H-C-F fleet."
"Okay."


==Encrypted Message==
From: Ivane Krimsol - Staff Commander of The Helghast 5th Army
To: Commander of Helghan Colonial Force's fleets
Subject: We've lingered too long

I am sorry to bother whomever is in charge of this invasion force, I realise the casualties among your fleet, but however, I need you to keep moving. These space battles, you, and I, have encountered wasted vital time because, for all I know, the civilians of CorpSac are either going into hiding/safety, or training to use a weapon against our invading fleets. Troops on the surface could also be working day and night to build defences and our fleets are giving then all the time they, probably, need. This is asking a lot, and I still wasn't able to catch up to you, because of a run-in with CAB-040 taskforces, but I need you to pick up pace and get to the surface of CAB-030 as soon as possible. If you need any number of forces, I'm completly sure Helghan can dispatch one of our Armies to assist you. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and reply as soon as possible. Our forces, seemingly, won a victory so we could catch up when we're done.

Transmission Ended
==Encrypted Message==

King frowned as CIC began to resolve hard numbers on the enemy strikecraft force; an estimated fifteen hundred, all told, although nearly half appeared to be boarding craft - that was good news, so long as their defences held, and King was confident they would.

But, as the range continued to close, it occurred to him that there might be an easier way out of this...

"Comms," the Captain ordered, returning to his seat, "Tie into that EW decoy we launched earlier; I was to use it to relay a transmission to the enemy force we're engaging without giving away our location; narrow-beam only."

The feline officer have a swift nod and a sharp "Aye," and a moment later all was ready.


The transmission was analog, and as powerful as one might expect from a proper warship; the image that resolved one of a multi-species crew - an officer and a number of rating crewing each of two stations visible; their screens filtered out. Well lit, well ordered, and from what could be seen, apparently defensible.

Central sat a human; tall, blue-eyed, and well built, dark hair and beard accentuating features most would call 'dashing'. Like the others, his uniform was not of cloth, but slimline powered armour; Naval White, rank and position marked with polished gold and silver and royal blue, while a crimson sash hung from his right shoulder, and a holster at his side.

"Attention," he began, the voice deep and cultured, the words accented English, "I am Captain Lyon Mackenzie King of the Kanuckistani Adventurers' Guild Vessel Indefatigable, acting in support of CorpSacian sovereignty, the commanders of the force presently arrayed against me.

"As you are no doubt aware, you have been out-gunned, out-numbered, and out-maneuvered by the forces under my command, and your forces decimated for no gain of your own. However, I speak to you now not to gloat, but to offer you a chance to save the lives of those under your command from a meaningless death and a cold grave; to give you my word that, should you surrender your ships, your people will be well treated, and allowed to return to their homes upon the cessation of this conflict.

"I urge you to consider your obligation towards those under your command and accept my offer; King out."




"The probe reports a successful transmission, sir."


"Good," King stood, advancing once more towards the central holo.


"Think it'll work?" The voice was Indie's; she had slipped off at some point - to raid the galley, if the scent now on her breath was any indication - and he hadn't noticed her return until she spoke.


"I hope so; I'm sure the Marines would resent it, but I'd rather not kill people for simply serving their country when I don't have to. Not that I'm counting on it."


"Naturally; but I'll call some friends and make arrangements, just in case they let you get away with not killing them."


King chuckled, letting a brief smile creep into his features befor returning to the business of slaughter.


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OOC:
I'm sure you noticed, but there was some measure of bluff in that communication; the idea being to make it easier for you to surrender by overstating his advantage a little. He's also transmitting to all of your ships in the outer system, figuring that, even if your commander wants to continue fighting, some of his captains may feel less inclined.

Above CAB-030
"Sir. I suggest we cancel the boarding party attempts."
"Why?" asked Kryptman, "We haven't even launched them yet."
"Well, sir. Scans indicate no life signs on board, implying that they are remote operated."
"Damn, we could have used them if enemy reinforcements arrive. No matter, we towed some of our own, we can use them. Blow them up."
"Yes, sir."

In orbit, the battle continued to rage. Fighters darted in and around the orbital stations, and Capitol ships fired lasers, missiles and cannon charges into the platforms. Soon, the ground forces would finally be able to land...

Admiral Gheist's ship
"Sir, we have picked up an encoded message. From the Helghan Empire."
"Well, what ar you waiting for?" replied Gheist.
"Yes, sir." At that, the comm-tech pressed a button.

==Encrypted Message==
From: Ivane Krimsol - Staff Commander of The Helghast 5th Army
To: Commander of Helghan Colonial Force's fleets
Subject: We've lingered too long

I am sorry to bother whomever is in charge of this invasion force, I realise the casualties among your fleet, but however, I need you to keep moving. These space battles, you, and I, have encountered wasted vital time because, for all I know, the civilians of CorpSac are either going into hiding/safety, or training to use a weapon against our invading fleets. Troops on the surface could also be working day and night to build defences and our fleets are giving then all the time they, probably, need. This is asking a lot, and I still wasn't able to catch up to you, because of a run-in with CAB-040 taskforces, but I need you to pick up pace and get to the surface of CAB-030 as soon as possible. If you need any number of forces, I'm completly sure Helghan can dispatch one of our Armies to assist you. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and reply as soon as possible. Our forces, seemingly, won a victory so we could catch up when we're done.

Transmission Ended
==Encrypted Message==

Gheist nodded and looked at General Varnak. Varnak understood, as commander of the ground forces, he held superior rank to the fleet commander, so he had to reply.

==Encrypted message==
To: Ivane Krimsol
From: High-Marshall Ludvan Varnak

Transmission recieved. We are pushing forward at all speed and our mere moments away from landing on the planet. We will contact you when the way is clear and if we need any help. For the glory of all Helghast.
==Transmission Ends==

Rearguard facing Kanuckistan
==Incoming Transmission==
"Attention," he began, the voice deep and cultured, the words accented English, "I am Captain Lyon Mackenzie King of the Kanuckistani Adventurers' Guild Vessel Indefatigable, acting in support of CorpSacian sovereignty, the commanders of the force presently arrayed against me.

"As you are no doubt aware, you have been out-gunned, out-numbered, and out-maneuvered by the forces under my command, and your forces decimated for no gain of your own. However, I speak to you now not to gloat, but to offer you a chance to save the lives of those under your command from a meaningless death and a cold grave; to give you my word that, should you surrender your ships, your people will be well treated, and allowed to return to their homes upon the cessation of this conflict.

"I urge you to consider your obligation towards those under your command and accept my offer; King out."
==Transmission Ends==
Shinzon almost laughed. Surrender, to a human. Never! Helghast were far superior, tougher, stronger. Humankinds genetic superiors. NEVER would he surrender.
"Comm-tech Alans. Send a message to all ship commanders. If even ONE of them thinks about surrendering, WE will personally see that their ship is blown into oblivion. Unless the crew mutinies."
"Yes, sir."
"And see if we can get a message to this, human."
"Yes, sir, right away."
==Transmission begins==
To: Captain Lyon Mackenzie King
From: Vice-Admiral Pieter Shinzon
Your mercy shows weakness Captain King. But what could I have expected from a human. I at least expected an order to surrender and be boarded, not allowed return home. If we were to return home after surrendering, we would all be killed any way. So, Captain, my answer is no. You shall see the might of the Helghan Colonial Force. You shall see that the Helghast are the TRUE master race. Good day, Captain.
==Transmission Ends==
Shinzon looked out and grinned. Surrender, to a human. Nonsense. Even if he was outnumbered and outgunned (as he expected he was), he would not give up. He would fight, and fight worthy of the Helghast.

OOC: Nice post.

IC:
Ivane Krimsol recieved the replying transmission from Ludvan Varnak. He smiled. Then he turned around and said, "The Helghast Colonial Force's fleet is clearing the way and is making attempts to get to the Colonial Arm Beta-030 planet. In the mean time, I want all Attack Ships to push forward. I want our large - no strike that: I want this fleet of three-hundred and thirty Attack Ships to push forward to that pathetic group of nine frigates."
"But, sir, this will cause our ships to be in closer range of their missiles!" One called out.
"I don't think you understand, Colonel!" The Staff Commander said. " Did you not just here the numbers? Three-hundred and thirty of us versus 9!"
"Sorry, I'm just concerned about the damage that will be inflicted upon us."
"Apology accepted, Jakob. Now, as I was saying, the numbers of us are too great. That group will rout when we get in closer range. I've observed the missile fire of those frigates.
"They are trying to scare us with their missiles. They fail! Not even missiles will scare the shit out of a Helghast force!" Ivan Krimsol then barked, "Now, order all forces to move into range of those ships. And again, only the closer ones may fire!"

OOC:
Hehe; given Kanuckistan's level of medical technology, the Helghast racial superiority stick is rather amusing, both IC and Out - King wasn't even born hunam(and geneticly isn't, even now); his present genome was scratch-built on commission for a few thousand USD, while the actual species-reassignment procedure only cost him a couple hundred bucks(due to the similarity of forms) and an hour in a BMNS tank in a properly licensed private medical facility.

:D


"Master Race, eh? Don't suppose you could send over some genetic templates? I know some folks who are really into recreational species reassignment, and they're always looking for new ideas; I'm sure they'd love to try it out, if only to save the cost of commissioning yet another scratch-built genome."



EDIT:

"They are trying to scare us with their missiles. They fail! Not even missiles will scare the shit out of a Helghast force!"

I don't care if it's intended or not; I love the irony of this line. :D

OOC: well im just waiting in CAB-030 for HCF to invade on the planet, i dont mind that in his post he lands on the planet just aslong as you remember that the Colony has Anti Air battires, so im expecting some loses...not meny but some. Just let me know if you plan to blow a hole into the Biosphere and landing in that or outside. The warning of blowinga hole in the Biosphere would be em...well a big bang.

In CAB-040, you would have to split up to take on the missile frigates since they just moved into range from there Task forces (mainly the carrier groups, the battle group above your fleet and the Command group above your fleet). The ships that would have ran off would have went to one of them groups.

Just a friendly warning tho, the closer you get the more accurate the missiles and torpedos get, that and the Taskforces behind them would then be in weapons range...and they wont be as easy as the failed jumpin attack, they have there shields up and weapons primed with targets locked. just thought i would give you that bit of infomation befor i posted..so you dont get blind sighted (i know im to kind).

OOC:
Thanks for the update, but I will be fine - I always have trick up my sleeve when things might go wrong.

On the criuser Paladine Captain Johnathan Bradley flaoted in mid air, his glowing image sitting in the air. Are you sure? Bradley thought, as he turned to look at his immediate inferior. "Yes sir. There has been a large engagement near our energy colony." Why would it concern us? asked Bradley. "Well sir, the actual weapons couldn't hurt the energics, but the energy signatures could cause massive damage." Alright then, contact the Emperor, and tell the city to evacuate.


Several days into the engagement, Bradley appeared on the bridge, and thought move in. We're supporting the defenders.

OOC: CorpSac, the colony, does it have a biosphere because the air around it is toxic (doessn't matter to me, my guys come with gas masks and rebreather units as standard). If so, then is there nowhere I can land safely. Please Explainwhat the planet and area around the colony is like, so I know what I'm getting into. I don't want something like:
ME: The dropships landed just beside the mountain and opened up, disgorging troops.
YOU: OOC: Eh, the area around me is swamp and marsh
Or something like that. Just some info on the landscaping would go a long way.

IC: The Assault Vessels were gaining ground (or rather space). The first set of sats were getting pounded as the ships got closer and opened up with their cannon batteries. Another round of the Railgun was released. Fighters dodged in and out of the larger, more clumsy enemy shots.

On board the Command Ship Ventricator, Vice-Admiral Kryptman smiled.
"Send a message to Admiral Gheist. Tell him we'll soon be ready to begin landing troops."

On the Command Ship Noth, Gheist heard the message. "General Varnak. I suggest you get the ground forces to prepare a landing. I will get the Orbital fighters ready to guide the Dropships on the way down."
"Of course." replied Varnak. Finally, the might of four Colonial Armies would be unleashed upon this planet.

OOC: Just waiting for info.....

WEll you got the colony, thats in a sort of vally with 2 entrances (north and south) that both guarded (heavyly). The only place to land ships is well on the colony or outside teh vally, the planet itself well....Heavy G world (3x that of earth, Standard for my people will slow yours down if your not use to Heavy G), Just Breathable Atmosphere, rather barron, the Biosphere is to make life easy (eg inside its totaly breathable unlike outside where its just breathable).

OOC:

Altusha;
-Declaring damage is godmodding; you can only shoot at someone, not say if it hits or decide how much damage is done.
-Insta-Kill weapons are the domain of plot-devices; you can argue that a given weapon would be capable of instantly destroying a given ship, but weapons capable of instantly destroying anything are godmods, unless their use has been agreed upon ahead of time by both parties.
-There are a total of three battles taking place in two starsystems. Furthermore, you failed to post your actual arrival.
-You are a brand new nation, with an NS population of 6 million; this is generally used as an impartial rating of your overall power. The forces you claim, given their apparent capabilities, are far, far in excess of that.


I can see you're new, so I'd suggest that you read the stickies.

OOC:

Altusha;
-Declaring damage is godmodding; you can only shoot at someone, not say if it hits or decide how much damage is done.
-Insta-Kill weapons are the domain of plot-devices; you can argue that a given weapon would be capable of instantly destroying a given ship, but weapons capable of instantly destroying anything are godmods, unless their use has been agreed upon ahead of time by both parties.
-There are a total of three battles taking place in two starsystems. Furthermore, you failed to post your actual arrival.
-You are a brand new nation, with an NS population of 6 million; this is generally used as an impartial rating of your overall power. The forces you claim, given their apparent capabilities, are far, far in excess of that.


I can see you're new, so I'd suggest that you read the stickies.

Sorry 'bout that. I had another nation that had some 6-7 hundred millon poeple. Used to playing with that. Okay, how about this. The hellbors collapse part of the ship using advanced tech. Next. Okay, if you look at my first post, it clearly announces my arrival. Plus, I posted in the sign up thread. People need to check their threads. Next, one of my cruiser carries a full complement of about 200 people, plus the 300 fighter pilots, and ground troops. So if I have 800 people per ship, and about 30 or fourty ships, that would be either 24,000 or 32,000, clearly withing my population capabilities. Next, the berserkers arn't ships, there people. So thats 300 people. Next, My government forces criminals and other "people" to mine, and I produce everything I need in my country, so that solves meterails. Next, I don't need to pay my workers working on ships, because I force them to. (Other then that, my country is pretty fair to it's workers). And thanks for the info about three battles. Now I'm your enemy. Bastard.

OOC:
I'll say it again; in FT, NS population helps serve as an impartial gauge of overall power. It's function in this capasity is to provide a guildline when it comes to comparing one's abilities relative to others; ie, if nation A and nation B have similar fleet numbers and devote roughly the same percentage of their overall resources to their navy, but nation A's population is larger, you can generally assume that nation A's ships are individually better(tho nation B can still win if it fights smart and RPs well, and/or calls in allies).

In short, it doesn't matter if your ships have small crews, or what other justifications you use. This may be freeform RP, but you've got to keep ballance in mind, and NS pop is the only impartial measure we have.


Additionally, while you posted in the OOC thread, you did not clear your forces with the thread starter; you requested involvment, that's it.


Also, your arrival was... vauge at best; it doesn't tell us where you are, how you got there, or what you arrived with beyond a single cruiser. Actually, upon rereading it, it sounds more like an intent to deploy rather than an actual arrival.


Oh, and making someone an IC enemy for OOC reasons is bad form. Going to war for OOC reasons is an Ignorible offence and, well, rather petty, actually.

Oh, and making someone an IC enemy for OOC reasons is bad form. Going to war for OOC reasons is an Ignorible offence and, well, rather petty, actually.
OOC: Also, it pretty much won't settle the OOC conflict. IC post coming as soon as CorpSac posts.

OOC: sos for the delay (again) stuck on what to write....dam writers block. Anyway this wont be my best post...but it will get things along.

IC:
CAB-040
Battlezone

The figates moved slowly back towards there taskforces, still fireing salvo after salvo of missiles and torpedos. The Taskforces, most riped apart, waited...now the enemy was moving towards them.

"Arm EMP and Scrambler torpedos....lets see if we cant blind them for a while...target at will...once within range open up with all weapons" The Fleet admiral ordered.


Slowly as the enemy ships lumbered on towards the frigates the fleet locked on targets, this time the fight would be a good one. The hard sheilds were up, aswell as the battle sheilds, this time it wouldnt be such a blunder.

"FIRE" he ordered as the enemy came into range.

Missiles and torpedos from all ships now speed towards the Helghan ships, meny exploded just infront of the ships, sending out massive EM pulses and relising Scramblers hoping to blind the enemy.

Following that came the fire from all the guns and normal torpedos and missiles, pounding into the enemy fleet. fighters that were docked were sent out, putting themselves between the incoming fleets and the task forces. They had managed to split the enemy up but the tactic was the same all round, tho the Fleet Carrier now sent its fighters out, the elite of the elite, the best of the best. Aswell as a massive amount of fire, it support form a full battlegroup helped, as fire power was fired.

OOC: CorpSac, do you want to RP the destruction of the Orbital Defences. I don't want to get accused of Godmodding if I do. Oh and Sorry for the crappy post. Loads of work to do.

IC: The Fleet moved closer and closer to the planet's atmosphere, gaining ground against the Platforms. As the transports and their guard moved forward, more fire was added to the already blistering amount of missiles. Here and there a Railgun shot was fired. Every now and then, another Assault Ship was blown apart. Fighters continued to dart around the platforms as the Capitol Ships continued moving forwards.

On Gheist's command ship Noth, a transmission came through.
==Encrypted Message==
To: Admiral Gheist & High-Marshall Varnak
From: Colonial High Command, Colony 101

Message:
Reinforcement ships are en route and will arrive within the next 2 to 3 hours. They bring supplies and Orbital Platforms. 200,000 Ground Forces also on board with 200 Tanks and 200 APCs. Clear route for ship's arrival.
==End Message==
"Good. About time they sent some." replied Gheist

OOC: your more then welcome to wipe out the orbital defences in your post, just as long as the stelth sats (that have mass drivers and missiles) take out some of your dropships and/or fighters. they are a sort of suprise thing... im not one whos bothered about people RP some of my damage and loses, just aslong as they do it in a well mannered fashion (eg i dont mind if in your post you type something about one of your ships pounding the hell out of one of my ships and the result would be it be destroyed, tho i dont like it if people go "my fleet attacks and wipes out your fleet in one shot".), there has to be some loses of each side in each others posts, ive been wary about doing it here (incase im acused of godmoding). But ya feel free to wipe out the orbital defences, just make it realisticish thats all.

OOC: CorpSac, I would be glad to post ICly, but I have a question, are your Frigates the Xenophobic Class Missile frigate?

At last the ships were getting ready to land. The first phase of the attack was due to begin in roughly 10 minutes. The only army which had not suffered any casualties so far, the 2nd Army, was to begin landing in dropships in and around the enmy colony, with support from the Orbiting Capitol Ships firing on the enemy forces.

The Capitol ships were closing on the last of the Orbital defences. As they did so, they split into two groups, on heading right, the other left in order to cover the dropships moving in between them. On the right flank, led by Vice-Admiral Kryptman, the last few Orbital platforms were wiped out in short order, only one Assault Vessel being wiped out and two damaged. On the left flank however, things did not fair as well. Two Assault Vessels, their shields already weakened by continuous fighting exploded, and one more had a large hole blown in it, yet luckily it remained operational. Finally, with many losses, the Orbital Platforms were all destroyed. Now that the entire enemy fleet and defences had been destroyed, the losses amongst the Colonial Fleet were counted. The fleet had been brought down to 1/2 fighter numbers and the number of Assault Vessels brought down from the original 250 (300 minus rearguard) to just 156. The rearguard had not yet reported, and Gheist feared the worst.

Yet now the real show would begin. If there was one thing more powerful and vicious than the Colonial Armada, it was the Colonial Ground Forces.

On board the 5 Transport Ships which housed the 2nd Army, soldiers boarded Dropships, tanks were loaded into specially designed landing craft, Orbital Fighter Craft were prepared to guid the Dropships to landing zones and provide cover from the air until the Air Cavalry was ready. Scans had indicated the planet's colony was protected by a biosphere, and that the air was barely breathable. This did not concern Marshall Alerit of the Second Army, who knew that all his soldiers had breather equipment anyway. What worried him and High-Marshall Varnak was the gravity. No doubt the enemy were adapted to it, but his soldiers would not be. It was roughly twice as strong as that of Colony 101, their Homeworld. No matter, the attack would begin anyway. The landings would go just as practiced.... at least they thought so.
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As the Dropships finally left to land on the surface, and fighters and Orbital Fighters were released to guide them, enemy Platforms previoulsy undetected opened up. Several of the hundreds of Dropships were destroyed instantly, and many more in the barrage that continued afterwards.

Aboard the Noth Varnak and Alerit were instantly alert. The attack was being weakend before it had even landed!
"MOVE YOUR CAPITOL SHIPS GHEIST. NOW!" yelled Varnak, but Gheist was way ahead of him. As soon as the platforms had opened up, Gheist's armada had swung around, and engaged the enemy sats within seconds. More fighters were released and soon the atmosphere was lit with lasers and missiles. Dropships even added their Heavy machineguns to the barrage as they passed.

The landings were being slowed, that was obvious, but not nearly enough. The entire 2nd Army was departing, close to 1 million soldiers and tank crew flying towards the planets surface in heavily armoured Dropships. For every on Dropship destroyed, two made it through, and that number was quickly increasing as more and more Platforms were destroyed. A Capitol exploded, its single flash a sun among the stars of Dropship explosions. 155 Capitols now, but the invasion had begun proper. Assault Ships began entering the atmosphere, to land and set up Command Centres on the surface, near the valley containing the colony. To the CorpSacians on the surface, no doubt the day turned almost to night as Dropships and Capitol Ships blotted out the sun and stars, screaming down at supersonic speed to unleash the deadly Helghast Soldiers that lay within.

OOC: CorpSac, I would be glad to post ICly, but I have a question, are your Frigates the Xenophobic Class Missile frigate?

OOC: yep...small annoying craft that are some of the fastest in the fleet, just be lucky i didnt decided to include the Xenophobic II class, they have Swarm Missile Battires...evil things...(they have micro missile and a single salvo is about 100 missiles the the XP II has 4 battires each plus Muti Warhead torpedos).


IC:

CAB-030
Planet surface

The Colonies night sky was being lit up now as the AA cannons and SAM missiles opened fire, the last of the fighters on the surface took off in a desparet act to hold of the invasion. It would be hard for the AA defences notto hit something, destroying a good deal was a different matter, there was no way that the AA could take down all of the enemy craft...hell there was no way that the AA would be able to take down 10% of the enemy invasion force, but it didnt matter.

The Marines in the vally sat, there masks on waiting, in the bunkers in the valleys, the automated defences up and running as the sentrie guns waited for a moving target...a 1000 AP rounds to each gun, total of 8 guns per valley as well as mines, Tactical nuclear mines (a few kt) and the Automated morters.

Valsh looked up at the sky, a tear seemed to form in her eye as she pulled out a picture of her family. She started to pray, out numbered was something the colonial marines were use to, it was how the fought. Small mobile groups, the reinforcements from the taskforce befor was a boost but ti wouldnt matter. The enemy tho would still need to get past the Colony walls, not an easy feet if they didnt want to blow the colony sky high.

The large Gothic design could be seen even from this distance, for the 195 million people in the colony it was a matter of life or death. The walls massive doors, 3 in total in the wall at each side, the airlocks of the Colony. Meny of the civilians had taken up arms, tho no formal military training, they were no match for the incoming army, tho meny had been trained that in the event of an invasion, Terror was a key ally. So even when the Helgharns had taken the city, not use to the Gravity, small cells would make life hell for them.

"THERE COMING" where the last words Valsh heared befor the guns opened fire, she included, pulled her triger. The ground battle was starting....a loseing battle but they had to hold out for atlest 7 hours...7 hours of pure hell.

OOC:
Hmm, (I don't want to start a huge overload of OOC posts but) according to your factbook, the Xenophobic Class Missile Frigate doesn't have EMP weaponry. It just says:

Armament:-
4x FusionTorpedo Tube
4x Cruise Missile Launcher
1x Heavy Laser Turret
I could be wrong, but it doesn't say anything about EMP missiles.

Ships in the elite fleets differ slightly from the standard ship spec's, Elite fleets normal have interchangerable tubes, tho Fusion being the most powerful. In my eyes EMP/Scramblers are not as powerful as fusion.

OOC: Okay, thanks. It was a little odd when I looked at the specs in your factbook.

IC:
About twenty ships, closest to the frigates in range, have been hit in the range of Electro-Magnetic Pulse missiles. Though, the torpedos don't seem to affect the armour on some capitol ships. They only look as tough they are reinforcing the EMP blasts and, minorly, piercing armour of ships that have low shields due to the EMP blasts.
"Sir!" Corporal Jakob Marviene called out. "Our forward ships have been attacked with electro-magnetic pulse weaponry! Enemy frigates are also firing fusion torpedos too."
Good, Ivane Krimsol thought. "What happened to the ships during EMP blasts?"
The corporal replied, "Some have been disabled for an amount of time. Others report that some of their weapons have been disabled too. But many shields are still working properly despite the pulse blasts."
"We live with that!" Those fools. I never knew that they have EMP missiles, but they'll run out soon. They can't stop this fleet with wimpy EMP missiles. It shows they're weak! The Staff Commander then said, "Those frigates will run out of armaments soon, in the mean time, tell whatever ships, that are partially disabled to keep firing at the ships with any functioning weapons. Ships not affected will keep pushing forward, have them...evade any incoming missiles and flank them on whatever side they aren't focusing on!"

The land battle had begun. Dropships had begun swariming the ground at the two entrances to the colony, unloading soldiers of all classes, Elites, Bases, Stormtroopers. The soldiers followed the landing protocol perfectly, pouring out without a moments hesitation and seeking cover. A few managed to squeeze off a few shots at the bunker crew. Helghast were being cut down left right and center, but some managed to find cover in the form of mortar craters and destroyed Dropship rubble.

A good distance away from the valley, the Assault Vessels of the newly reformed 3rd Army (made when the remnants of the 3rd and 4th Armies were combined) landed. 5 Assault Vessels touched ground and soldiers, workmen and engineers poured out. Tanks began to roll out the opened hull doors. Within minutes a mobile Command Center had been deployed, and the area inside had gravity converters put in place for the Generals who would be inside. Marshall Tevye of the 3rd Army and Marshall Rebnahoum of the 4th stood around the holgraphic projecters, one showing the soldiers moving towards the entrances and another showing the status of the army deploying just outside the command center. Around the two of them, Engineers bustled, setting up Comm-links and radar scanners.

As a Captain walked in, Tevye looked up.
"Yes, Captain...?"
"Motel, sir. Captain of the 12th Artillery Division. We are ready to begin barrage. 13th and 16th divisions are almost ready as well."
"Good, Captain. Come here for a moment..."Motel moved towards the holographic projecters. "Now Motel, according to your training, would you regard this defence as strong? And why?"
"Yes, sir. I can tell, the men are forced to stay in cover and cannot move, making me think there is a lot of MG fire. And just there, a mortar shell. Yes, sir, definitely a strong defence."
"Very good observation Motel. Now can you tell me what newly designed weapon we can use to severly weaken it for our ground troops?"
Motel looked blank, before a look of excitement and praise for his General showed. "The Spi...."
"Yes, Captain, load the shells. Engineer!" Called Tevye as Motel ran to convey the orders. "Are the comm-links up yet?"
A nod from the engineer, but he was ahead of the General, and the order had already been given.

On the battlefield of the northern entrance, Captain Lukas ducked as bullets raked across the hull of what had been his Dropships, around him lay the bodies of many of his men. To his left, a Dropship exploded, scattering men and weapons everywhere.
We'll never get through! They are too strong! Lukas looked up and saw that the DRopships had stopped attempting to land behind the bunkers, the AA was too strong. Lukas was readying himself to charge forward with whatever men he could find, when his headset crackled to life.
"All soldiers. Authorisation to use Spider Attack Weapons granted!"
Lukas almost yelled for joy, the Spiders, why hadn't he thought of them?

All around men were loading the delivery shells into their shotgun attachments. As he did the same, he heard a screeching from above.
The Air Cavalry already? But it wasn't. Hundreds of feet above his head, 16 arrow shaped shells screeched towrads earth. At 200 feet, they exploded, each into 50 smaller darts. The Darts beeped and whirled as they guided themselves into the ground around the bunkers and onto the bunkers and mountains beside them. Soldiers fired their Darts and the air was filled with thousands of them. Seconds passed after the last of the darts had landed. Lukas waited. Soldiers kept under cover, a few been killed, more dropships exploded, more landed, more soldiers died.

In the command center, Tevye and Rebnahoum both turned towards a single engineer.
"Activate the Spiders."

On the battle field, both north and south, every one of the thousands of Darts began to change. Legs sprouted from them, and slowly they took on the form of a four legged spider. Again their was a pause, Spiders exploding as bullets scattered the blocks they were made of. Then, as one, they rushed forward, under covering fire from the Soldiers who then followed up behind.

OOC: For information on the Spiders, go here (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Colonial_Spider_Attack_weapons).
You may think I am cheating to try and get more soldiers, but the spider have major weakness. Unless you fire a weapon near or at them, they will quite happily walk right over your body and ignore you.

OOC:
just to let you know im expecting to lose this war, infact im expecting you to get into the inner systems. I have a plan for a RP involving must of my populas leaving the CorpSac Region of space (a vary big convoy of ships). Im not going to outright tell you how to bypass the Real Barrior, but a small hint will be that the "Jump lanes" are key, but wont work with your FTL.

I should have explained the Valley defences a bit more, but my cock up so i have to let it pass. The Valleys are 3 miles long with the Bunkers built into the Walls (making them hard to see) in the middile area, the entire valley is mined (people dont leave the City...no point). But meh my cock up.

Them spider things....im iffy about them but i will let them pass..for now...just dont go over the top on them. Im expecting a fair few would have landed near or on mines (and if you want onto a tactical nuke...that would be bad for us both...Nuclear fall out....and a good clearing of the mines..).

The bunkers are vertical, flat surfaced..making climbing up them vary hard...vary vary hard (the only way i can see for your spiders to get in is to try and climb though the gun holes....), they can see over the entire vally (hence they can see your forces). Just thought i would let you know.

Anyway i will make a post tomorrow (will edit this so that the post is in this part...or make a new post...)

OOC:
Replicators, eh? Heh. Tho I'd definitely contest their supposed immunity to energy weapons, tis otherwise spiffy.



IC:

The reply was prompt(unlike this post), and audio-only;


Why thank you, Admiral. No, really; had I known it was that easy to get information out of you, I'd have been a bit more vocal during our little dance. Perhaps if you survive, I'll swing by the infirmary for a quick species-reassignment op befor debriefing you, just to show my gratitude - yaknow, what with your human-phobia and all. King out.


"Message sent, sir."

King nodded, eyeing the holotank as icons neared; if he got his timing right...

"That... was a little blunt fer psychological warfare, Skipper, dontcha think?" It was Indie, the vixen having once again annexed the Captain's Chair.


"Maybe." King conceded, "But it should be enough to sow a little doubt, make him - and his officers - wonder what he said. And about us, and maybe even their racial superiority complex."


"Oh, I don't think it'll get that far," the vixen mused with a mischievous tone that drew King's gaze; his response dying on his lips unspoken as announcements began to sound...



"Entering designated engagement range; PDS online, Candescence Lance batteries tracking passive."

"Course change; maintaining two-point-one MSK separation from lead enemy capitals, broadside orientation. Maintaining random-walk."

"Shifting to active ECM environment; drones away and hot, EW is go, active offboard sensors are online and painting targets."


A hole in space had suddenly decided that it was a kilometer's worth of angular warship a mere seven light seconds from the HCF force, a steam of newly launched drones forming nested shells stretching for a hundred thousand kilometers befor dissolving in a storm of countermeasures; two dozen powerful drone-mounted sensor suites illuminating the Helghan force with blasted active scans powerful enough to boil paint from a half million kilometers away.


"Rodger; integrating telemetry. Target locked. Firing."


Within each of a dozen cannons, a specifically engineered matter-energy conversion bomb detonated. A large one, flashing it's metallic hydrogen shell into mono-atomic plasma and beyond; the barrier allowing a massive EMP to rush ahead unobstructed into the superconducting mesh lining the barrel, channeled and coerced into a massive magnetic containment field.

The fireball struck even as the field was forming, plasma forced fore and aft; the latter focused upon a tiny, momentary wall of inverted space; a second explosion erupting as relativistic plasma impacts itself, and the resulting pressure wave rushes forward, accelerating, energising, and concentrating the superheated mass already headed fore just as it reached the magnetic 'lens'.

What emerged was a pencil of light so hot it would, for a moment, outshine the very sun on CAB-030 from across the system, and so fast that it practically was light; they called it 'thermokinetic plasma', equal parts 'fast' and 'hot', and in seven-point-two seconds it would reach the undamaged Helghan capitalship that found itself within this volley's bore.




King heard it, felt it; a dozen conversion bombs detonating as one within the ship could be harnessed, violence incarnate distilled and unleashed with the precision of a laser, and yet the Indefatigable's multi-megaton bulk still shuddered with each shot as if to remind all that such beasts weren't tame, merely chained, and that chains were easily broken.

"Volley is good; degaussing barrels. Next round is in the chamber."


OOC:
Falling asleep here, so I hope I got the description of my Candescence Lance right(I know I FUBAR'd the tenses at the very least); nifty toys, those, and quite powerful, tho they're actually only the third tier in the Indie's energy armament, so they shouldn't be too powerful(the short-range carronades and spinal neutrino lance being more powerful, in that order, but each having it's own limitations and draw backs; the C-Lances are more 'general purpose').

OOC: CorpSac, don't worry too much about the spiders. I know I have thousands, but they actually have NO WAY of killing people, merely incapcitaing them. And they are mere protoypes, I have always intended that they would malfunction and either turn against me or simply collapse apart. I knew that people would have reservations about them but I think they're just so cool. Whenever I use them they'll malfunction, it's just to scare the crap out of your men really, maybe set up a small hive inside your defences, but...

IC: The ship shuddered as the enemy lasers hit. Shinson sat up in his chair and began ordering his men.
"Fire all missiles, launch fighters and prepare boarding parties and ship defence Stormtroopers and Rauben. Fire the Railgun!" His ship shuddered again as his orders were carried out. Thousands of missiles flew out along with a few hundred fighters, swarming towards the enemy craft.
"Order all ships to close on the enemy. Standard Close Combat surrounding movement. Get on both sides and pound them with Cannons."

The Command Ship and two Assault Vessels moved forwards. A volley of lasers hit the ship on the right, holes could be seen forming, spraying debris everywhere. Just as the Command Ship was moving within forward Cannon range, an audio message came through.
Why thank you, Admiral. No, really; had I known it was that easy to get information out of you, I'd have been a bit more vocal during our little dance. Perhaps if you survive, I'll swing by the infirmary for a quick species-reassignment op befor debriefing you, just to show my gratitude - yaknow, what with your human-phobia and all. King out.

Scum. I'd take my own life before allowing myself to be examined in such a way!
"Sir, Railgun's ready."
"Well, then. What are you waiting for? FIRE!"

Beneath the ship, massive turbines turned. Inside the barrel of the massive 100 metre long cannon a huge plasma ball was forming, held in place by powerful magnetic fields. Upon the firing, the forward field was deactivated and the fireball was released, hurtling towards the enemy at supersonic speeds, the power of a two fusion bombs hurtling through space. Missiles flew alongside it, lasers and fighters.
For the Colony thought Shinzon

OOC: Ah yes, Kanu. My version of the replicators are very weak. Affected by energy weapons and susceptible to malfunction. And your psyche out won't work. Helghast may not be as great as they say they are (though they are), but they hate Humanity and blame them for sending them to the death world that is Helghan. They simply hate humanity, and truly belive they are the better that's it.

OOC:
Yes. It's Human's fault for exiling us than co-existing together, and that Humans don't seem to tolerate each other (a.k.a murder). And we are superior. It's not the way Hitler did it by saying, "look the German race is better and everyone else is inferior. Helghasts back it up with evolutionary advances during our struggles on Helghan with the radiation and all. The Helghan Empire believes all Helghasts evolve with Evolutionism than Creationism, and Humans evolve through Creationism.
Oh, got to go school now.

The gun fire in the vally was intense, the Automated mortors were pounding into the enemy lines. The marines watched as the small darks hit the ground, meny hit the mines in the valley. Meny of the of the marines freaked as the Darts turned into the spiders, they watched, at first. Then the shocked wore off and the marines opened fire.

Suddenly a loud Explodtion was heared, "COVER NOW" the marine sergent shouted. The marines pulled way from the gun ports as a massive dust cloud moved though the vally. The blinding flash of light was first, then above it a large mushroom cloud formed, the fire ball travaled 200 meters into hte air.

"RAD MEDS NOW" the serg shouted, pulling her med kiet and pull out a needle, jamming it into her neck. All the marines did it, once they had they waited for the dust to settle befor they went back to the gun ports.

The blast had also clear a fair few of the mines, aswell as a rather large crator in the ground and some of the valley clapseing or just being totaly destroyed.

Both sides of the valley had done this, it was annoying for the colonial marines, they hoped that the Invasion forces would send troops in and get blasted by the nukes...but that didnt happen.

CAB-040

The 3 groups of the fleet battled it out, more and more fire was extranged. The fleets were holding back, the fighters had engaged the enemy fleet, it was a all out battle now.

The Fleet carrier had full charged its Partical Beam, as well as the dreadnought, after a few seconds the partical beams fired, the most powerful energy weapon. The battled seemed fairly even..for now.

OOC: still got writers block

BANG!
Officers were running around, on the deck towards others. "What the hell just happened?!" Ivane Krimsol yelled. He had saw a huge amount of energy coming for the fleet and then he didn't know what happened.
"Sir!" A pilot called out. "One of our ships have been hit! It wasn't a missile this time! It was hit by some sort of energy beam."
"Damage report."
The pilot's voice tone down in volume. "I'm afraid, that this weapon has...destroyed the ship that was hit by it. It was quickly confirmed that it was Attack Ship 5-42. The ship was completly destroyed in the blast. I was also on"
"How many soldiers on board?"
"Same as all others sir: 833."
"Wait a minute!" Oh...no. That...that ship - my two cousins were aboard that ship! A single tear formed and flowed down Ivane Krimsol's cheek. He hadn't experienced sadness for years.
"Sir?" The pilot assumed that the Staff Commander had something to say.
"N-nevermind, son." Krimsol backed away, more tears flowed down his cheek. He rubbed them away. A few officers ran up to him. They talked or asked him if he knew what had just happened. The only answer he would give was, "I know". He realized this was the first ship to be destroyed in the fleet. But he never expected the destruction to claim his cousin's lives (not to mention the 1196 crew and soldiers aboard that ship). He became enraged at the CorpSacaians! He wanted revenge. He wanted every CorpSacaian force (they faced currently) to be eliminated.
"Men!" He yelled. "Move the ships into range! Move a small group towards the location of where that blast came from. Anymore shots from whatever-the-hell-it-is, thousands more Helghast die! I want it taken out quickly! Move the forces out!"
Ten Attack Ships had begun to move. They were told to look for a CorpSacaian carrier and take it out as soon as possible...

Official Communicate From The United Republic to our friend and ally The Helghan Empire:

<Decipher program running>
<processing>
<process complete>

-Greetings, my friend, we are ready to pledge our support to you in your time of trouble just as you supported us during our time of troubles. A single ship has been sent to your homeworld using the coordinates you provided. Aboard the ship is some of our military staff and a few other key personnel. The ship should arrive in a few days, we are sending this message along so you'll know. We have a fleet ready that can support at this very minute should you need help. All we ask for is for a few systems and/or access to the resources of those systems you annexed.

We await your reply- "To The Sparing Of No One"

<Transmission Over>

The nuke detoantion had surprised the Colonials, most of the Spiders had been destroyed, along with a few soldiers. At both ends.

At the South entrance, no Spiders remained. Soldiers paused, all except the Stormtroopers, their suits protected them from radiation, but the rest as one scrambled for cover and pulled out their medikits. Each pulled out a single canister, which they attached to the gas masks and breather equipment they wore. It would release a specially designed chemical which would protect the Helghast from the radiation left behind. Giving the gas a few seconds to get into their bloodstreams, the soldiers than rose slowly and ran (as fast as the high grav would let them). Many more were cut down or blown apart, but they were gaining ground on the enemy bunkers.

At the north entrance, the soldiers did the same, taking out the gas canisters and then running forward. The Stormtroopers at the head. The bunkers were near, a few laser painters and they should be history. The few remaining Spiders ran at the bunker as fast as they could. Guns and mortars began to decrease the numbers fast. By the time they had reached the bunker, there was a mere 25 of them left. But it was enough to form a viable Hive.

In the Command Center, Tevye stood before his Field-Marshalls (Division Commanders).
"You men are to take your half of the Armies and support the attack on the Northern Entrance. The other half will be going to the southern entrance. Go, and bring victory for the Colony!"

Outside the Command Tent, soldiers began moving forward, loading into APCs, some climbing onto Heavy Tanks and Light Tanks. The anti-grav engines of the vehicles drowned out everything, they needed to be more powerful (hence louder) to work in the high-grav environment. Then, as one, they began to move forward, slowly at first and then picking up speed, flying forwards. In the air, the shadows of the 2nd and 3rd Air Cavalries could be seen. Artillery continued to fire, being given coordinates from the orbiting ships, which also fired down Orbital Shells.

OOC:
Helghast may be 'superior' to bog-standard humans, but all comes down to genetics in the end. Something any Kanuckistani with a few hundred bucks can change rather radically(provided the morphological changes are minor; otherwise cost quickly grows).

Oh, wait; that gives me Ideas(tm).


Oh, and the Candescence Lance is a plasma weapon(said plasma just happens to be moving at over 97% lightspeed; lotsa KE).

And am I reading your post right in assuming that all your shields are down? Or do your shields let powerful weapons bleed through?

OOC: I only mentioned my ship shaking. Colonial Shields are body hugging (except the most powerful, which form a type of bubble) so a powerful hit will shake the ship, but not damage it in any way.

OOC: thought i would let you know what forces are in and around the city:-

98th Colonial Marine Battlaion
416x Colonial marines
16x UD-4 Dropships
10x M22A3 jackson medium tanks
4x M57 APCs
124x UA-571 remote sentry guns
32x M78 PIG phased plasma guns
288x M83 SADAR anti-tank smart rockets
16x M402 multiple-launch fire-support mortars

Local Police
5,000x Colonial Police
5,000x Tactical Weapons Police (TWP)
1,500x Colonial Police Armor (CPA)

CAB-030

The Sentriy guns had run out of ammo, what ever mines were left were slowing the enemy but it didnt matter. the only weapons fire now was coming from the bunkers, even that wouldnt stop in onslught. Barrages of artillary hit the bunkers, more and more fire power was falling on the bunkers at both valleys. The fighting was clocking onto its 3rd hour, the effects were now being seen. Craters littered the ground below, massive chuncks of the Valley walls had calasped, making traval harder but also weakening the bunkers.

It all seemed to happen in a flash, as the southen bunker exploded, the burning rubble of the once strong building was all that remained, luckly tho the tunnel into the city had calapsed and unless the Helgan forces looked carefuly for it, it wouldnt be found.

The northen Vally was no better, tho they were going to do something completely different.

2 Tactical units of TWP and 3 Tactical units of CPA had moved to the bunker, the TWP had brought Ammo and supplys for the Platoon of Colonial marines, then taken postion in the bunker to incress the weapons fire.

The CPA units (total of 30 Armored Uniteds) had exited the bunker thia the back onto the top of the valley, taking postions along the top, some were noticed and started to take fire, bullets off the bounced off the armor as they toop up there postions. Then with out warning they jumped from the top of the valley. sliding down the valley wall at some speed, opening fire with there rather large 60mm Machine guns, the rounds had explosive tips as standard, much like hte other forces (Colonial marines, Police etc).

Some of the Units were cut down befor they reached the bottom, but the ones that did moved with such....finess, this due to the Cyber Implants allowing them to move with the body with no real hindrace.

Out of the 30 that started, 20 of them had reached the valley floor, the other units that didnt make it lay littered about, meny had been shot to peiaces on the way down. One when it was hit with something rather large had fell head over hells, rolling down the walls of the valley, smashing into what ever got in its way.

Of the 20, they had split into 4 groups of 5, taking cover in what ever craters were about. Nothing seemed to bother them, bullets bounced off the heavy armor, still leaving a dent, the CPA were not stupid, they knew that they couldnt take constant fire. Some yes but not a lot.

From the city wall to the south, meny of the Local Police force had set up a ambush,a cross fire to the open grounds infront of the massive walls. Waiting for the invading army to apear. Meny of the TWP were along the walls of the city aswell as around the open grounds, CPA units hid all over the place.

It was happening at both ends, defences setting up, it wouldnt be long till the enemy came so defences were quickly put up.

The gun fire could be heared from the front line, some wondered at the south side if they had noticed the fact the bunker was destroyed.

OOC: I only mentioned my ship shaking. Colonial Shields are body hugging (except the most powerful, which form a type of bubble) so a powerful hit will shake the ship, but not damage it in any way.

Ok. It's just that...


A volley of lasers hit the ship on the right, holes could be seen forming, spraying debris everywhere.


:confused:

OOC: CorpSac, I'm assumming the Fleet Carrier, that annihilated one of my ships, is the Blackhand Class Fleet Carrier. Correct me if I'm wrong.

IC:
A quickly-selected group of ten Attack Ships have located a ship of where the weapon, that destroyed the 5-42. General Korpus, who has temporarily taken control of this group observed the ship throroughly. Then, when he was finished, he said, "Alright, quickly!, what I want this group to surround this carrier and begin striking it with our batteries and cannons!"
"What about our railguns?" A colonel asked.
"Just have them strike any fighters arounds us!" He said. "Our Staff Commander wants this carrier blasted to bits! Leave nothing but debris! Let us take vengeance on those who killed those men aboard the five forty-two!"
When the other nine Attack Ships recieved orders, they started moving around, their batteries and cannons, however, started firing and firing at the carrier...

Helghan, The Helghan Empire
It was morning and Scolar Visari - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire - had recently finished breakfast in the dining hall, of the Helghan Headquarters, and walked back to his personal quarters. However, one of Visari's secretaries walked up to him. She carried a portfolio in her hand. "Sorry to bother you, sir."
Scolar cleared his throat. "That's fine. I was just going back to my quarters. This the weekly reports, I believe?"
"Yes sir. Some recent civil reports, in here, and there is a transmission for you in your office. It's from our ally, the Democratic-Republic of United Earthlings..."

OOC: I'll continue this (second) part tomorrow.

OOC: Whoops, I failed to notice that even in my own post.:rolleyes: That was a normal Assault Vessel, so it had weaker shielding. I decided to let one ship have already over stressed shields, so weapon blasts were starting to get through, although being weakened along the way.

IC: With the collapse of the south bunker, the Colonial soldiers' morale doubled and they surged forward. Now, they only had the small problem of finding the way through the rubble. They were sure there was a direct way into the city through it, but the search would take too long. Never-the-less, some of the Base Soldiers began searching the rubble with a fine tooth comb, while Stormtroopers moved up to the wall of rubble itself. They placed Clearance Mines, specially designed mines which would clear the way of rubble by blowing it inward, away from the mine. As well as them, under the rubble was placed some HE (High-Explosive) Grenades, which, if the Clearance Mines failed, would maybe blow a hole in the mound of rubble.

The Search party were called off and any nearby soldier took cover behind fallen dropships. Once everyone was a safe distance away, the Stormtroopers hit the Clearance Mines. The explosion was immense, fire erupting from the back of the mines blowing the rubble inwards, which, the soldiers were certain, would kill anyone not in cover with shrapnel. At the same time the HE grenades were triggered, blowing away even more rubble.

"Alright! Elites, Base Soldiers move into the valley now! Stormtroopers at the head! Snipers, move in top of the rubble, get as high up the mountains as you can and lay down covering fire!" yelled Commander Piershnek. A sound behind him made him spin. Up came a whole group of APCs wwith soldiers and Tanks.
"Greetings, I am Field-Marshall von Striden of the 3rd Army. Reinforcements."
"Good. Get your soldiers behind the tanks and move in through the gap. Tanks first, then your men. My men will go in front of the tanks. Deal?"
"Deal."

As the Stormtroopers surged forward, followed by Elites and Base Soldiers, the Tanks moved carefully forward. The Sniper fired grappling darts up onto the top of the rubble and the mountain side. They readied their suspender chairs to dig into the cliff face and get a decent firing spot. The first enemy line had gone. Time for the second.
*****
At the Northern End, the reinforcements had already arrived and supported the advance. The massive AA guns of the APCs trained their sights on the bunker firing slits while the tanks aimed for the bunker wall itself. Soldiers moved up, hundreds falling to the ground.
"GET THOSE HEAVY INFANTRY!" yelled a squad captain. His soldiers knew that it would take more than bullets to down them, and so took cover as best they could, hiding in small groups and firing their LARs at the Armoured enemies. A few of the squads had Multiple Grenade Launchers and so managed to fire a few HE Grenades into the craters the enemy were using as cover. Behind the mainline soldiers, however, the Stormtroopers were getting ready. Bullets may not make it through the armour, but a basic law of force and pressure was to be applied. Bullets were rounded so less penetration power. So...

The Stormtroopers unsheathed their Cortosis laced Adamantium Wristblades. The toughest metal the Colonials had access to. The stood up and charged down the enemy units, bullets rattling off their own armour, knocking a few down. The Stormtroopers squeezed off a few shots before leaping upon the enemy, Wristblades and vibroswords flashing. (OOC: I am assuming your CPA men are in front of the bunkers. If not I can just delet that part.)

*****

In space, Gheist was the happiest he had ever been. The reinforcements had just come out his end of the Asteroid pass.
"Admiral Gheist, I am Captain Schenk. What do you want me to do?"
"Captain, set up your towed Orbital Platforms and begin landing soldiers via dropships at the northern entrance and southern entrances of the enemy colony. I am sending you a map now."
Soon enough, Dropships could be seen making their way to the surface and Platforms were detaching themselves from the 100 extra ships, a total of 50 Platforms, armed with Railguns, missile bays and Antimatter Super Class Missiles. It would take 20 minutes for them to become fully operational.
If the enemy counterattacked, they would be ready.

OOC: CorpSac, I'm assumming the Fleet Carrier, that annihilated one of my ships, is the Blackhand Class Fleet Carrier. Correct me if I'm wrong.


OOC: Yes, tho meny ships have a Partical Beam Cannon from Battleship Class and up are the more powerful. Its the Killma Ships you should be scared off, they have 2 of the weapons...just not fired yet.

Also the The Fleet Carrier wont be alone, it will be in the middile of its task force with the battlegroup around that (the battle group has a Dreadnought).

Anyway post later

OOC: dont forget HCF your forces will be battleing with the fact that they have to deal with 2x the normal Gav (3Gs), so there stuff (weapons Armor etc) is going to be 2x heavyer, so jumping is more then likely going to be a "I try and jump and oh i just broke my legs as i land vary badly and vary hard!" and even if they did get that high in the air my Armor units by defult can move faster then most of your troops with out braking a swet (my forces are evil in normal Lower Grav, as HE will find out if i get Breaching pods to his ships, they are faster and well...you can imagine.)

Anyway i will post tomorrow, tho im not shore since im giving up smoking at the moment...tho i think NS is a good thing to keep my mind off it.

Helghan, The Helghan Empire
After settling into his office, Visari placed the portfolio away from him and activated his computer screen on his desk. When the screen turned on, a message popped up. It was the United Earthlings's message. He was glad to recieve a response from them. Visari began reading the transmission.
He finished.
Few days? Okay, that'll be enough time to message the officers aboard the Strategic Defence Platforms...and make sure that they don't mistake the United Earthlings for an enemy...I guess I'll have some men retrace the message and get a message to the ship. Guess I'll go now...


From: Scolar Visari - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire
To: Whomever it may concern

Hello, fellow allies. I have recieved your message and I will see to it that you safely land on our planetary surface when you are ready. My only concern is that you do whatever our Strategic Defence Platforms (that orbit all around the planet) tell you. Do not challenge their authority, if you might do so. They are quite overzealous and very cautious about non-Helghasts transports, even allies. High-ranking officers, aboard the SDPs, will be notified of your ship as soon as I send this message.
Now, you say that you would like access to any systems and resources we occupy, is that so? Well, it is custom that Helghasts do not look to victory in war unless we see it. So there's no telling if we lose or win this war. But, however, if you'd like access to any territory, my ally Helghan Colonial Force, you, and I conquer, during this battle, we will garuntee this. If we successfully defeat CorpSac and their allies, this will definetly be likely for you.
Anyways, I need to notify the SDPs. We will await your arrival.


OOC: If anyone's wondering: our Strategic Defence Platforms orbit over the planet. They are our planetary defence to prevent hostiles from entering the atmosphere. Check my The Helghan Empire Military factbook for more details. (Remember it's in my sig)
Because I'm tired from school, I'll reply about my forces in CAB-040 later. Sorry.

OOC:
I'll say it again; in FT, NS population helps serve as an impartial gauge of overall power. It's function in this capasity is to provide a guildline when it comes to comparing one's abilities relative to others; ie, if nation A and nation B have similar fleet numbers and devote roughly the same percentage of their overall resources to their navy, but nation A's population is larger, you can generally assume that nation A's ships are individually better(tho nation B can still win if it fights smart and RPs well, and/or calls in allies).

In short, it doesn't matter if your ships have small crews, or what other justifications you use. This may be freeform RP, but you've got to keep ballance in mind, and NS pop is the only impartial measure we have.


Additionally, while you posted in the OOC thread, you did not clear your forces with the thread starter; you requested involvment, that's it.


Also, your arrival was... vauge at best; it doesn't tell us where you are, how you got there, or what you arrived with beyond a single cruiser. Actually, upon rereading it, it sounds more like an intent to deploy rather than an actual arrival.


Oh, and making someone an IC enemy for OOC reasons is bad form. Going to war for OOC reasons is an Ignorible offence and, well, rather petty, actually.

Srry. Well, it is an intent to deploy. And besides. I'm guessing yourthe defender, and I want to help the attacker, so it wouldn't matter.

Actually, this is why I really don't like writing stuff to people. I can't tell there emotions.

I'll try again.

Oh, and even if u don't think it, you will side against people you have lost wars to, debates, et cetera. It's all subconcious crap. Ok, here it goes:


"Sir, there is high energy readings in two systems. Both belong to the 'Corp Sakian?'"
"Corp Sacian, idiot. OK, sound the raider alarm. This should be a good raid." He sounded the ships COM "Attention, all hands. Preparing for slipspace, I repeat, preparing for slipspace." He reached down, and turned the COM off. "Alright, let's go to slipspace." A officer pressed a button, and a large black and red hole appeared in space. The ship quietly pressed through the hole, which closed behind them.

The ship reappered about ten hours later, in the midst of a battle. The ship shook violently. "Damn, was that a sonic torpedo?" Yelled Captain John Bradley "No sir. Unkown." "Alright, get those raiding ships to the surface. Fire the graviton cannons at anything that gets to close, get the fighters on the defenders. Send a raid alarm to the Home Planet, tell them we need two corvettes and a carrier. Get the COM to this.... Helghan Empire. " He readied himself in front of the COM. "To the commander of the Helghan Fleet. We are your new reinforcements. Respond, please."

OOC: cos of my stupidity, and not cheaking how big the population of the planet was the city area is about 3,751.2mi², its 8 times bigger then new york city. The outside fights just the easy bit. Wait till you fight inside

Delta Centari IV
Presidents Palace, War room

"What do you mean?" Kimiko asked as she sat at the end of the table looking at the people gathered around.

"the Unknowns made planet fall, they are attacking the MegaCity as we speak." The General said.

"thats a 192 million people....and whats the force there attacking with?" Kimiko asked, taking a sip of her water.

"er...last reports that it was around a million plus...we just dont know." The National Security Adviser said, "we also have had long range scans from the Task force in that system, it seems the enemy are setting up some form of defence platforms."

"vary well, this is what we need to do, im taking it by the look on your face that if we carry on with the full on assult with the 4 federal Fleets and Colonial Fleets we willl lose more then its worth?" Kimiko said, "i want small strike teams to be sent, Black Ops, i want them to rise hell in the MegaCity. I also want any and all smugglers who work in that system to get on our payroll, we're going to want to get people in and out."

"mam, we cant just abondon the system..." Some said from the other side of the room.

"we're not, the current Armada thats moveing to attack the enemy shall carry on...but if it does prove...to much i want other plans on the table" She replyed.

"We'll i can have the Black Watch battalion ready in 2 days, smuggle them in the normal ways.....they will be able to do what ever is needed." The NS Adviser replyed.

"Central intel and military Intel have just over 3,000 Agents in the city, aswell as 130 Resistance Cells set up. Weapon Catches placed all over the city..." The CI Agent reported.

"so...they will be riseing hell then?" Kimiko asked.

"i dont see how they will control 192 million people with only a fraction of that number by force...." The Agent replyed.

"then its agreed, if the Armada dosnt route this invasion force...we sen in Black Watch. Till then well...its going to be a while till they take the city...it will by us time" Kimiko replyed.

CAD-030
Ground battle

The armored units saw the troops running towards them, meny had run out of ammo on there rather large rifles, pouring round after round at the enemy. As the Stormtroopers came into hand to hand combat with the Armor suits, Large Spurs shot out of the Suits left arms, the melee weapons.

The Spurs were about Meter long, more like swords, the seemed to shimmer as if full of energy. Meny of the Armor suits right hands droped to there right legs were a Large Machine Pistol poped out. They quickly grabed them as the engaged into combat.

Most of the Suits took advantage of the Slugishness of meny of hte stormtroopers, still not adapted to the Higher grav. One of hte suits, different to the others...black with a wired symble on it, was cutting though meny of the Stormtroopers, Round house kicks, spearing them though the head. It was as if the suit itself was alive, as if it was a natral thing. It and the 4 suits around it were holding there ground.

Down at the northen entrace, the Jackson tanks had geared up, along with 300 TWP in full Riot gear started to move down. Meny had taken postions where they could open fire apon the enemy. The tanks were more of a support, moving so they blocked the valley but still could fire. TWP's around them quickly putting basic cover, what ever they could find really.

OCC: For Future Reference- United Earthlings is the name of my nation when their was just one nation i.e. Modern Tech. Now that I control vast areas of space my official name is United Republic i.e. Future Tech.

IC: After having spent days traveling to the Helghan Empire, caption Jellico on board the URN ship Warrior, was glad to finally be in the home system of the Helghan Empire. Turning towards his communications officer, "when we are in range send a signal to the Supreme Leader."

<The Following Message was Sent>
This is captain Jellico commanding the United Republic Naval ship Warrior, as soon as we get the all clear, we'll disengage our cloak and proceed to the specified checkpoint of your choosing.

We are Standing By

OOC: I actually forgot about the High-G. This post will describe its affect on my soldier. And don't expect to take out my Stormtroopers so easy. Their 'Living Battlesuits' allow them to adapt to all sorts of environment, although High-G does take a while, so I'll let it slide for now.

IC: The Stormtroopers had not taken into account the High-G, they assumed their suits would have adapted. Some had, others had not. Many of the soldiers were cut down in the ensuing combat, but more kept coming, pumping high penetration rounds into the enemy soldiers.

At the Southern entrance, the snipers had stopper trying to get very high, their cables had been under a lot of strain and so many had just given up, even though still in plain view. Captain van der Bleuuw did not, and kept going until high enough for the enemy not to see him. He had to discard much of his equipment to lighten himself. But it was worth it, he now had the perfect firing position to hit the enemy down below.

At the Northern battle, Captain Gleick and his squad ducked down into a crater, along with three Stormtroopers and an Elite.
"Private! Where's your squad!" yelled Gleick. The Elite responded by pointing over his shoulder, where the burnt and mutilated bodies of several Elites could be seen.
"Oh...sorry soldier."
"Don't be, they died a hero's death. It's what they wanted. And remember, I'm an ELite. It's sir to you." Gleick was unsure of what to say, was he in trouble? But a grin from the Elite told him it didn't matter.
"Son of a....This High-G is going to kill me. I haven't been this tired in my entire career!" said Ergstromm, one of Gleick's men.
"Don't be such a baby. It's only a 1.5G" replied one of the Stormtroopers.
"Yeah, well, I don't have one of those fancy Battlesuits now do I? And besides, my Division CO said it was 2G."
"Nah, they say that to scare you, make you work harder so your more ready for the smaller G. Trust me, my suit HUD is telling me it is 1.5213 times as strong as our Homeworld. 1.5G." said the Stormtrooper. Beside him his squad mate piped up, "Still, not for Jakob. He came from one of the colony worlds. This planet is a 3G for him, when he went into the combat over there, the CC, jumped and his shins snapped in half. Poor guy. A friend put a bullet in his head to put him out of his misery."
"I don't get it. He was trained on 101, wasn't he? So surely he'd have adjusted and this would only be a 1.5?" asked Gleick.
"Nope, he had just been recalled from leave. He had been visiting his family and his baby daughter."
An Awkward silence was all that followed, interrupted by the screeching of bullets and mortars.

OOC: Happy Valentine's Day.

IC:
"Sir!" Corporal Othello called out, as he walked up to General Korpus. When he realised that this group was going to attack the fleet carrier, he found out that they were heading going to be near the group surrounding the carrier.
"What the hell is it?"
"I realised that this group is right next to an enemy taskforce. Indicates also show that one ship appears to be a CorpSacaian dreadnought."
"Hmm, I never thought of this. We're concentrating fire on that carrier and we've left ourselves vulnerable. Damn!" Then, Korpus thought for a moment, though, it was obvious about what he wants to do. "For all ships in our group, have half of our batteries and cannons, on each ship, fire at any near CorpSacaian ships. This should cover ourselves for a while. But keep firing on that carrier - seems to have a large complement of spacecraft."
"Yes sir!" Minutes later, the order was executed, half of every cannon and battery total, on each nine ship, was told to change their barrage designation.

Jinne Revarri called out to Ivane Krimsol, aboard the Attack Ship 5-1. Krimsol finally recovered from the emotional impact when his cousins were killed. "What do you need, Jinne?"
"I just recieved a message from some of the disabled capitol ships. They are now operational again, some are just wearing off the EMP effects."
"Well that's good news. What of the ten ships I sent out to destroy a carrier?"
"I don't know yet. Shall I send a comm' to Korpus?"
"You shall. Go." The Staff Commander walked away, when Revarri went to the Communications Server to forward the message. Suddenly, Krimsol shouted, "Officers and pilots! I want this fleet to move in! I want to push forward as soon as possible, and annihilate this damn CorpSacaian force! I'm tired of saying this, so I want it done now!" - he tured to Jinne Revarri - "Jinne, when you finish messaging Korpus, send comms' to the others in the fleet about what I had ordered."

Helghan, The Helghan Empire
From: Scolar Visari - Supreme Leader of The Helghan Empire
To: Captain Jellico

You may disengage any camoflauge you have. The officers - aboard the orbital SDPs - have been aware of your coming presence. Remember to stop near the nearest SDP, they'll send a message to you, asking who you are. And remember to not challenge their authority. The specified checkpoint will be given to you when you are "okay" with the platforms. Hope to see you soon.



Transmission Ended

OOC: United Republic, we'll do a small RP when you reach an SDP. Just to enable your access to the planet. And don't forget to have enough gas masks and radiation suits for the military personal - you don't wanna get your people sick.

OOC:
IIRC You haven't said anything about the matter, so I'm going to assume your missiles are generic.


IC:
King frowned as the enemy formation exploded, suddenly shrouded in new datacodes and missile tracks, and found himself fervently hoping that they didn't have laser-heads.

"Indie? Make a note; next time we're laid up in a yard, install more point-defence batteries."

He heard her sound affirmative, returning his attention to the holo; his crew had their orders, knew their jobs at least as well as he, and intervention at this point would only distract.

As if testament to this, defencive missiles were already on rapid-fire; pulse lasers reaching out as hostile weapons closed within their five lightsecond range, firing a dozen times a second with surreal accuracy that would only grow as distance fell.

Defencive missiles engaged then, as the seconds ticked by; each releasing a dozen IAV 'micro-missiles' targeted at a separate missile or enemy strike craft, some instead loosing a cloud of relativistic sand to ablate fragile seekers and sensors.

Hundreds of missiles still made it through, their sheer weight of numbers overwhelming defencive fire; falling upon a reality-sheer intended to deflect beam weapons, the Quantum Scatter Field, outermost static defence, tore them asunder wholesale - those that detonated achieving little, the barrier fields still nearly a kilometer distant.

The defence, however, was incidental and not without it's flaws, as two dozen missiles evidenced by penetrating largely intact. Lucky defencive fire killed two in the blink of time it took them to cross the intervening gap and strike the barrier fields proper.

Eight failed to detonate, then, such was their damage, while the remainder immolated themselves upon the Indie's shield in turn; their power drained by the ambient ratio-sink, each overwhelmed it nevertheless, but sink and shield had so diminished each blast that the damage was cosmetic at best. And the flash-charge Barrier Field that was her shield took but an instant to fully recover from each blow.


King sighed as Damage Control finished their terse report, relief palpable as the storm was weathered for little cost; laser and railgun fire had been dismissed outright, the former rated at a mere three lightseconds range when they stood seven apart, and the latter a single unguided shot - at their current range, with the Indie engaged in evasive maneuvers, there was little threat. The Captain didn't know what they were trying to accomplish, but...


"Sir, CIC reports Bandit Charlie-Two has lost shields. Targeting her reactor and engaging with N-Lance. C-Lances shifting fire to Charlie One."

King nodded; he hadn't really expected the report, much like the helmsmen hadn't reported their accelerating to keep the enemy capital ships an even seven lightseconds distant. Still, it was welcome.


Already charged, it took the massive, kilometer-long spinal cannon mere moments to awaken; gravitic lens directing the beam ninety degrees off-bore with absolute precision, the neutrino lance fired an obscenely powerful beam of high-energy, low-interaction radiation designed to penetrate any armour and, rather than burn a hole like a conventional energy weapon, simply superheat anything the meter-across beam passed through by a thousand degrees - most armour would hardly notice, but the systems that armour protected, to say nothing of the crew, would fair far, far worse.




OOC:
Ok, I'm going to suggest that you have your ships start into evasive maneuvers if you want to hurt me; that'll force me to let you close to a distance you can hurt me at.

And, naturally, it's your call as to how your strike craft faired; just keep in mind that my point-defence becomes obscene as you get close - within one light-second, a Jedi wouldn't survive more than a few moments without something to distract the guns.



And CorpSac? Please respond to me in the other thread.

OCC: If its ok with you as soon as I get the all clear from your SDP's, captain Jellico is going to remain in orbit around the planet. Captain Jellico is being used as a relay. With his ship in orbit we can use our long range communications to talk to each other, though there will be a delay of a few hours. But, this way it will be more personnal.

IC: "Helm plot course for the nearest SDP at full impulse, drop the cloak and keep shields and weapons off-line. When we arrive get near the SDP, let me know. At that Captain Jellico left the bridge and headed to the mess for some lunch."

OCC: Just in case your wondering, the URN Warrior is a Nova Class Cruiser.

"Son of a... Alright, standard evasive maneuvers, get us avoiding that fire. And switch the gunnery turrets to Point defence mode until we are close enough to actually use them. Get some Anti-Matter and multi- warheads in place. NOW!" ordered Shinzon.
"Railgun Status?"
"Charging for another shot. 1 minute and counting."
"Good. Are the fighters in combat?"
"Yes, sir. Closing within anti-matter missile range."
Excellent.

Again,the railgun fired a massive plasma blast. But far more threatening, at least to those who knew about them, were the Anti-Matter warheads being readied. On each ship over 100 Anti-Matter missiles lay in waiting, 400 on the Command Ship. They were truly devastating. When the missiles exploded, for whatever reason, point-defence lasers, shields, hull impact-the anti-matter inside would annihilate upon contact with the matter in space, the dust etc. Each missile carried enough anti-matter to vapourise anything within a 50 meter radius. Naturally, this was extremely dangerous to the Colonial Ships. Even energy shields would set them off and offer little protection, body-hugging or not, and so the Anti-Matter was created, inside the missile only when far enough away from Colonial Capitol ships. Fighters however, would just have to be lucky.

The missile were fired, thousands of Anti-Matter and generic missiles flying towards the enemy. Some of them split into 50 different smaller missiles, increasing the amount. Space was filled with the smoke and fire of the missile barrage, screaming at supersonic speeds towards the enemy.

OOC: These are special missiles, I don't have many of them and are the most powerul thing in my arsenal, after the Railgun.

Captain Johnathan Bradley watched the battle unfold as hundreds of diffrent mini-dramas took place. "Sir, no contact. They seem to be ignoring us." "Alrighty then. Take our fighters off and send them toward the planet. Assault the mega-city on the surface." "Yes sir."

Near to the planet, dodging and ducking anti-aircraft fire from the the giant space platforms shot at the landing ships, destroying about 10 out of the 30. On one of them a pilot yelled through his COM to the Helghans "GODDAMNIT! TURN OFF THE ANTI_AIRCRAFT FIRE! WE'RE FRIENDLIES!" right before being torn to shreds by a penetration round. Only 14 ships made it through the blockade. And only 10 hit the ground, each releasing 19 soldiers, and one Mark VIII Battle Warrior Systems (BWSs). And the slaughter began.

OOC: More than likely the slaughtr of my troops as they attempt to rush the bunkers.

OOC:
HCF? There isn't enough ambient matter in space to matter as far as an anti-matter weapon is concerned. That's ok, however; the missile itself is usually enough. If you want some thoughts on the stuff I've got a good feel for it and have a number of ideas you could probally build on.

Anyway, just two questions. First, do your multi-missiles carry anti-matter too?

And what is the status of your fighters(and are any boarding craft amoungst them)? My point-defence didn't exactly leave them alone, tho it was somewhat preoccupied until that first missile salvo passed. I assume that they're also launching their own missiles now, tho I don't know how many are being fired at me.


Anyway, I assume that my last round of shooting missed completly? I was hoping to see if I could put an N-Lance through your reactor and take it out without blowing the ship up, but it looks like I'll have to wait.

OOC: No the multi-warheads are normal, no anti-matter. And as for the fighters, their is about 200 of them flying around and no Leech Craft (boarding craft), yet anyway. Yeah, I was going to write something where damage was caused, but there was an error and so I couldn't finish it. Here it is.

IC:
"Vice-Admiral Shinzon, sir. Report coming from Assault Vessel Intrepid."
==Incoming Damage Report==
Shield Status: 10%
Casualty Count:28
Ship Damage: Reactor neutralised and several systems malfunctioning.
Captain's Report:
It appears we have been hit by some kind of heat weapon. Hull armour remains undamaged, but the heat beam killed 28 of our men when passing through. Also rendered our Fusion Reactor useless. I have technicians working on it now. Working on backups to power shields, can't move. Awaiting orders.
==End Transmission==
"Shit...Alright tell them to hang tight, we are trying to destroy the enemy as we speak. Once it has been destroyed, we will aid in repairs." replied Shinzon.
"Very Good, sir"

CAB-030
Helghan - Kanuckistan Combat Zone (2km behind Helghan Line)

Mutiply flashes could be seen, blinding white lights, then ships, it was the Carrier Taskforce that was around the planet. It had jumped to the vary edge of the system useing the astroidbelt as cover but were getting bord.

The taskforce sent out its fighters to screen them from the enemy ships, moving slowly towards the enemy. The strike carriers Partical beam cannons charged, picking a target as the rest of the group opened fire with all its weapons.


Point to Point Encypted message to Kanuckistan Ship

This is Captain Ivan, of the 7th Carrier Group of the 101st Fleet. We were ordered to move to the edge of the system. We noticed your ship engaged into combat with the invaders, I decided that this task force was best suited in atlest attacking some of the enemy. Our tactics Will be hit and run across the system, until reinforcements arrive.

We hope that our support it welcome..and hope to kill as meny of the Aliens as we can.

CAB-040

"Admiral, enemy ships aproching" The tactical officer said.

"good..vary well...are the marines ready?" Adama ask his 2nd in command.

"yes sir, breaching pods are loaded and waiting for command"

"how meny ships?" Adama ask.

"10 sir" The tactical offcer replyed.

"have the dreadnoughts fire ther Partical beams at 4 of them, the other ships to concentrate weapons fire on the other 5, have them load EMP missile and torpedos, concentrate that fire on lead ship. Once its shields are down hit the engines, i want it disabled. Once the shields go down send the breaching pods, 12 of them should do it, thats 120 marines..from what we've heared from CAB-030 is that there Gav is lighter then ours...our marines will able to mvoe faster and carry more ammo and other stuff. I want that ship ASAP." Adama said.

The order was given out, a few minutes left the Dreadnoughts open fire with the PBCs, each hitting 4 of the ships (a single beam each), followed with a mass of fire from the surrounding ships. A Mass of missile and torpedos was concetrated on the Lead assault ship. Fire power slamed into the other unknown ships, the fleet carriers Mass Drivers and gattling weapons fired round after round into the enemy, an old say came into Adama's head "when trying to sneak into a heared of sheep, best look like them and not the wolf", he chuckled a little as the ship shock slightly.

Fighters attacked all small craft around them, clearing a path for the breaching pods that were soon to be sent out.

Around the entire combat zone, fire extanged, it was strange, this time the Ships didnt seem so easy to attack, most of them were taking alot of punishment. Dishing out just as much. Fighters dog fighting with other fighters, moving in ways that were silly, G's that must have looked like hell to the helghans.

It seemed pritty even, the strike carriers, battleships and dreadnoughts opened fire with there PBCs, not as powerful as the fleet carrier's PBC but still powerful.

It didnt seem to be an end in sight, round after round, slaming into there targets. The Scars and Pain of this battle would never be forgotten, and this was one of the 1st major battles of the war....what did the rest of the war install.

Aboard the Paladine
===================


"Sir, enemy fighters approaching."
"Alright then, take them out."

On the underside of the hull, 3 gatling rail turrets targeted the fighters, and fired. Over twenty bullets going supersonic speeds per gun raced towards the fighters.

On the ground, things were a whole lot better, as if you mean better as a lot more horrible. Only 23 mirines were alive, but all of the BWSs made it through to the bunkers. BWSs were virtually walking tanks, albiet very slow tanks. Hundreds of bullets clinked against their armor. One was hit by a rocket and immediately destroyed. When it got in range, one lifted up a massive ground cannon, built for one use, and launched it at the enemy bunkers. One sputtered off to the side, slamming into the side of the bunker, not doing any damge though. Three, however, flew straight and true....

To be continued.

OOC: Will the Helghan Empire please respond to the message, please?

OOC:
Altusha, I would be happy to reply, but I don't know what message I'm to respond to. Is there a message, or am I supposed respond to your "actions" And, where are you "On the ground"?

CorpSac, when you posted:
"how meny ships?" Adama ask.

"7 sir" The tactical offcer replyed.
Did you mean that group of Attack Ships that are commanded by General Korpus (and if you mean those ships, there are 10 of them, not 7)? According to your post, I'm not really sure if you are concentrating fire on General Korpus or Staff Commander Ivane Krimsol.

CAD-030
Helghan - Kanuckistan Combat Zone (2km behind Helghan Line)


OOC: Do you mean CAB-030, with me. As far as I know (and I could very well be wrong), there is no battle at CAD-030

"Men!" He yelled. "Move the ships into range! Move a small group towards the location of where that blast came from. Anymore shots from whatever-the-hell-it-is, thousands more Helghast die! I want it taken out quickly! Move the forces out!"
Seven Attack Ships had begun to move. They were told to look for a CorpSacaian carrier and take it out as soon as possible...

OOC: thats were i got 7, you said there was seven attack ships moving towards the carrier. And the target ship is what ever the lead ship is leading the attack on the fleet carrier, i dont really care whos ship it is since i plan to destroy the others with the full force of the ships around the carrier.

OOC:
Altusha, I would be happy to reply, but I don't know what message I'm to respond to. Is there a message, or am I supposed respond to your "actions" And, where are you "On the ground"?

CorpSac, when you posted:

Did you mean that group of Attack Ships that are commanded by General Korpus (and if you mean those ships, there are 10 of them, not 7)? According to your post, I'm not really sure if you are concentrating fire on General Korpus or Staff Commander Ivane Krimsol.

1) I made a message to you. Srry if it isn't dfined.
2)Well, seeing as I have been attacking CorpSac, it would seem I'm on your side. PLus, you have been generally ignoring me.
3)My troops are wherever the hell your troops aren't (probably on the opposite side of the city.).

OOC: Do you mean CAB-030, with me. As far as I know (and I could very well be wrong), there is no battle at CAD-030


My bad Typo

"Vice-Admiral Shinzon, sir! CorpSac ships incoming."
"Shit. As if we didn't have enough problems. Alright, this Command Ship is more powerful than 10 Assault Vessels, we alone should be able to take out or at least damage the CorpSac bastards. Bring us around, but keep our fighters fighting this CorpSac ally."

As the massive 12,000 meter long Command Ship turned, it opened up with the Gunnery Turrets on the enemy missiles, blowing up many, and those that remained merely exploded on the shield, dealing almost no damage. It closed slowly and menacingly with the CorpSac fleet. It opened up with all sorts of missiles, generic, anti-matter and multi-warhead. Over 10,000 different missiles flew towards the CorpSacian fleet, splitting off into groups to target the different ships.

"To the commander of the Helghan Fleet. We are your new reinforcements. Respond, please."



This is my message. Oh, and

http://pedromiranda.planetaclix.pt/work/2d/ReticularWalkingTank.jpg

are those walking tanks I was talking about.

1) I made a message to you. Srry if it isn't dfined.
2)Well, seeing as I have been attacking CorpSac, it would seem I'm on your side. PLus, you have been generally ignoring me.
3)My troops are wherever the hell your troops aren't (probably on the opposite side of the city.).

well just to let you know:-

1) well ya a message but it didnt state to whom, the best thing to do with a message is to quote it and put a bold title in it (or like meny people do a Bold To:- bold From:- and Bold Title:-).

2) ive not seen you attack any of my forces, and if your in CAB-030 you would have to start at the edge of the system and slowly move in. The only reason my ships can jump about is the fact that my people have to live in this region of space and with the unstableness of it had to devlop a Inter Planetary (not InterStellar) Jump system to get from planet to planet. Doing so would bring you though the battle between Kan and HCF.

3) well your troops must be miles away or attempted to land on the colony...doing so would be bad since braking the Biosphere would result in a vary pissed of Helghan army...well what would be left of it.

4) Its not Helghan Empire you want to talk about its Helghan Colonial Force (HCF), hes the one attacking CAB-030. i delayed the THE (The Helghan Empire) force at CAB-040, hes to busy attacking the elite fleet.

5) when did you get in the CAB-030 system?

OOC:
Oh crap, sorry CorpSac, it was originally ten ships I was going to use, and a majority of posts that say ten ships. I'll go edit that post, you should do the same for your last IC post.
Altusha, yeah, talk to HCF, HCF's forces made it onto the surface on CAB-030.

done..can we carry on killing each other now :cool: :D

King frowned as the enemy began evasive maneuvers, and gunnery shifted to predictive fire; a protocol that would analyse the target's evasions and spit out a fire-plan optimised to best insure hits at an otherwise impossible range. It's accuracy would suck at first, but so long as there was a pattern, that accuracy would only grow.


His frown deepen, then, as the next hostile salvo revealed it's multi-missiles. Still, individual warheads would be smaller; a glance told him his tac officer had decided this as well, shifting priority to the full sized warheads.


And then the first salvo of counter-missiles went in, and in the harsh inferno of antimatter fire, the Helghan secret was revealed.


King swore inwardly, then grimaced as the fighters launched their own, and pulse lasers revealed those missiles, too, to be anti-matter. At this rate, they'd quickly suffer unacceptable damage befor the enemy was subdued.

"Initiate fire-plan Flack-Wall. ECM to full power, launch countermeasures. Helm, prepare to jump two-zero-zero-thousand kilometers above the forward enemy vessels."


Affirmatives sounded, and as the pulse lasers continued to stab at the enemy fighter-missiles, the salvo behind them was ignored; counter-missiles instead fitted with over-sized anti-fighter-formation conversion bombs and launched, staggered - detonating a thousand kilometers out to create a steady wall of dense, supra-nuclear fire; a wall of light in the void.

The entire broadside then joined in, beam apertures opening to loose cones of luminescent fury as 52 anti-capitalship guns went to rapid fire.


The salvo of fighter-missiles was consumed, utterly and to the last, but their larger kin would fair better.


ECM and decoys engaged, then, as the larger swarm closed, blinding and suckering missiles off in their droves; the flack wall's inferno devouring most of those still on course.

But space was big, and even something as wasteful as a flack-wall still had gaps, could still be flown around, and those were flaws now exploited hundreds of missiles made it through, darted across a thousand kilometers of open space while loosing only a handful of their peers to laser fire, and again weathered the Scatter Field, suffering reality sheer and nuclear fratricide.

A dozen made it through this time, all reaching the shields intact; multi-missiles amongst them failing there, unable to overcome the barrier field, but such was not their more volatile cousins' lot.

Seven anti-matter missiles struck the shield, all told, their energies heavily dampened by the quantum ratio sink, but the damage this time was more than cosmetic; dozens of sensors and relays simply scoured away, while two point-defence turrets had their on-bore sights permanently blinded.


The armour, however, survived intact; the barrier field forcing the missiles to detonate hundreds of meters shy of the hull.


"Cease flack wall!" King called with the passing of the missile storm, suddenly aware of just how absurdly wasteful such tactics were; a sudden chill forming.

"Counter-missile count?"


"Sixty-Two percent, sir." came the reply, as pulse lasers set into the enemy fighters; jamming and decoys, now freed, working to frustrate and confuse their pilots, as the twelve C-Lances again opened up on their distant target.


Relief swelled, tempered by the realization that they could only pull that off twice more, if they were lucky.

On the bright side, it looked like they had knocked out Charlie-Two's reactor, tho they still had some power.


"Energy spike! Sir, looks like a CorpSacian fleet, directly astern of the hostiles' forward element."


King's eyes snapped to the central holotank, frown disappearing as the implications materialised.


"Sir, incoming transmission from the new arrivals."


"Let's hear it."


Point to Point Encypted message to Kanuckistan Ship

This is Captain Ivan, of the 7th Carrier Group of the 101st Fleet. We were ordered to move to the edge of the system. We noticed your ship engaged into combat with the invaders, I decided that this task force was best suited in atlest attacking some of the enemy. Our tactics Will be hit and run across the system, until reinforcements arrive.

We hope that our support it welcome..and hope to kill as meny of the Aliens as we can.


Suddenly smiling, King quickly composed a response.


To: Captain Ivan, 7th Carrier Group, 101st Fleet
From: Captain Lyon Mackenzie King, Kanuckistani Adventurers' Guild, KAGV Indefatigable
Format: Tightbeam;Analog;Encrypted/ESUS/Commernce?=#563ghfr6t7r57r56e56e65ew4
Subject: Welcome to the party.

Salutations.

We are presently attempting to disable enemy vessels in preparation for boarding, with the end goal of gathering intelligence materials and prisoners of rank. Any support you can offer would be appreciated.


"Message transmitted"

King nodded; "All stations, rig for close combat; pull our drones in close. Helm, displace when ready."


A moment later, the Indefatigable vanished - reappearing 200'000km above the HCF command ship in the same infinite moment, it could almost seem to the Halghast as if a new arrival.




"Helm! Roll one-eighty and present broadside! All batteries, fire as you bear! Disperse drones and redeploy countermeasures!"



Range suddenly a mere point-six-seven lightsecond, a dozen Candescence Lances were joined by the fury of a forty-gun PSG Carronade fusillade; a massively powerful laser-pulse ripping forth from each, trailing muzzle-flashes of plasma - remnants of the medium that once trapped them. Spent shells were cleared and new rounds chambered, and the performance repeated again, and again; a relentless, blistering hail of coherent fire descending upon the Helghast.

Point-defence joined in, lasers striking at targets of opportunity while defencive missiles mounting over-sized anti-fighter formation bombs salvoed against enemy capitalships.


Fire was chaotic, weapons fire directed at all HCF assets in that four-ship flotilla; it would take a few moments for King's men to sort themselves out, but the vast majority nevertheless found itself bearing on the Helghan command ship.




OOC:
Unless I missed something, HCF has 9 ships where I am; three attack and one command following me, while another five attack are sitting, oh, probally a few dozen million kilometers behind him with no engines.



Heh; I just realised that King pulled the Picard Maneuver.

well just to let you know:-

1) well ya a message but it didnt state to whom, the best thing to do with a message is to quote it and put a bold title in it (or like meny people do a Bold To:- bold From:- and Bold Title:-).

2) ive not seen you attack any of my forces, and if your in CAB-030 you would have to start at the edge of the system and slowly move in. The only reason my ships can jump about is the fact that my people have to live in this region of space and with the unstableness of it had to devlop a Inter Planetary (not InterStellar) Jump system to get from planet to planet. Doing so would bring you though the battle between Kan and HCF.

3) well your troops must be miles away or attempted to land on the colony...doing so would be bad since braking the Biosphere would result in a vary pissed of Helghan army...well what would be left of it.

4) Its not Helghan Empire you want to talk about its Helghan Colonial Force (HCF), hes the one attacking CAB-030. i delayed the THE (The Helghan Empire) force at CAB-040, hes to busy attacking the elite fleet.

5) when did you get in the CAB-030 system?

1)I did, must not have included it.
2)My ships use a diffrent traveling system then yours, I use slipspace, you use light speed intersteller travel. In slipspce, you are virtually in a diffrent dimension, and you can pass through solid objects without harming your ships. So, I can pass through astroid fields, ships, and even planets. If you have read the Halo books you will know what I am talking about.
3)But then, how did the hekghan army get? Did they break the Biosphere?
4)Ok.
5) Again, I use a very diffrent traveling method then yours. Albeit an unpredictable one, but still with many advantages. Also, Since you have been virtually ignoring my posts, it seems you missed the part about me sending out my fiighters, and attacking with my Graviton Cannons,... et cetera, et cetera. Oh, and by the way, slipspace travel can put you some hundreds of thousands of kilometers from where you want to be, hence my getting hit immediately on arrival. Remember, it's FT so you can have any technology within reason.

Altusha, the whole point of the attack on this system was the fact of the storms, preventing ANY FTL traval unless cleared by me. The only reason i allow Kan to do it is that he fills my head with so much Science stuff (that and i know his nation is vary advanced....vary vary advanced...and im scared of his battleplates).

The only reason my ships can jump about is due to the fact we're use to the storms and devloped a shortjump system to allow us to traval (its useless in open space). So if you ships tryed to traval though my space at FTL speeds, you would have been riped out of it at the endge of the system and if your really unlucky crash into the astroid belt. MY FTL taval is also Interdimentional.

The Reason ive ignored your posts is this is HCF's thread and i dont know if he said you can be in this thread or not.

Well.... Bye then

And anyway, Physical matter does not affect ships in Slipspace. Do I have to spell it out for you? And wouldn't the storms do more damage when your going reletively slow, then when your going reletibely fast? And, if for some reason, the storms always surrond your system, why did you build there? And two, If the storms are there temporarily, it doesn't make much military sense to have to go slow for half the journey, and three, couldn't you just go past your storm, then jump again? And as I said before, Slipspace isn't exactly accurate. I was as likely to be in a planet or sun as were I wanted to be. Your interdimensional travel may be affected by matetr n this dimension, but mine isn't. And just for the asking, how could you get used to the storms, and to THE and HCF why did you bother attacking this system, and if it is Empire wide, why did you bother attacking him at all? Also, to CorpSac, if they have to travel 100,000,000,000 kilometers to attack your planets, why don't you just set up a couple of long range orbital cannons, and blow them away before they touched you?

If you read the OOC/sign up thread you would know that this Storm was put there as a PLOT DEVICE, Helghan wanted a system to attack that wouldnt get rushed with 1000s of ships to defend it. By the lack of your knowlage of the entire start of the War i must asume you never looked at that thread. For you see you would know that the WHOLE GOD DAM PLAN WAS FOR HIM TO CAPTURE THE COLONY.

"Sir, the enemy ship, the one we were previously engaging..it just zipped straight above us."
"Son of.....Never mind, our shields should hold. What's their status?"
"87% and charging, sir."
"Well, fire the goddamn missiles, everything we have at it. NOW! And send a call to the other three ships, get them over here."
"Yes, sir."

More missiles were released, most were multi-warheads and some were simply generic. The Colonials dared not use anti-matter when so close. Fighters, flew in at supersonic speeds to take out the enemy, docking with the command ship to be fitted with more ammo and some EMP missiles, and flying back out again. The Command Ships Cannon Batteries opened up, firing salvo after salvo of tactical Fusion Bombs into the enemy vessel.

"If the EMP knocks out a significant amount of the enemy point defence lasers, send in the Boarding parties. And get Assault Vessels Incarcerator and Carnifex to engage the CorpSacian fleet. Just cover us until we have dealt with the others." ordered Shinzon, his face contorted into one of concentration,
Damn these bastards and their advanced tech!

Well.... Bye then
OOC: Does this mean you're gone? No more RPing? Just for clarification.

http://esusalliance.co.uk/upload/bump.gif

*is waiting for corpsac to post*

Ivan watched as the massive ship slowly turned, he smiled. he read the message he recived from the Kan ship

"OPEN FIRE WITH PBCs NOW" he ordered, "FIRE ALL BATTRIES AT THAT COMMAND SHIP"

The carrier taskforce opened fire, the PBCs came from the 2 strike carriers, the thick green beams speared there ways towards the lumbering command ship.

Weapons fire came from the rest of the fleet as they poured there weapons into it, prttiy much ignoring the other Helghan ships. leaving them to the fighters and bombers, there mission was to disable to smaller ships with there nukes.

Suddenly the missile warning went off on the bridge. "Missiles, 1000s of them sir" A tactical offer replyed.

"shit, all ships brace for impact, get the PDS active NOW" he ordered.


Across the hull of all the ships, small turret had poped out, some where chain guns others were flack cannons, but no matter. They opened fire, crating a wall of flack while the chainguns target the missile. It was rare a flack wall was placed, it ment fighters had to fly around them in combat...not something you want to do most of the time when your out of ammo and low on fuel.

No one on the ships ever knew what computer system the PDS used, infact no one knew who control it. Truth be told it was the most powerful computer in the universe, or some would say, a human mind. deep within all Colonial military ships was a young girl, a dirty secret from the old dark Empire, They were part of the shinzu project, a failish project. The mind was a strange thing, most empires never knew the 100% protental of a mind, not even the Corpsacians, but they knew it was a powerful machine one that could be used for...things.

Point-defence continued to slaughter enemy missiles, laser-fire often catching them still in the boost phase, similarly targeting fighters as they angled and slowed to dock, when they were unable to evade - easy meat. Defencive missile fire added to the count, filling the void between the two ships with fire and deadly relativistic dust.

Those that survived all but spent themselves crossing the skew field, unguided munitions and laser fire almost wholly deflected. Ratio-sink and shield further diminishing incoming fire, telling scars nevertheless forming in her dense, thickly wrought and steeply angled armour; it was mostly superficial, for now, but damage was being done, and it would continue to add up.

Despite this, EMP weapons, such as got that far, simply lacked the punch to penetrate the shield; they got no further.



The enemy tactic was clear to King - ill advised, under the circumstances, but clear enough. The speed at which the enemy command ship's shields depleted was, however, worryingly slow, and a reevaluation of tactics required.

"Gunnery! Focus fire, Charlie-Two. Sequence, Charlie-One, Charlie-Three. Disable or destroy at your digression."



Fire slackened momentarily as C-Lance turrets and Carronade batteries tracked, acquiring the Attack Ship that had had it's reactor disabled; a withering hail of fire followed, the Bose-Einstein condensate of each PSG shell suspending pulses of coherent light, trapped months ago from massively powerful lasers now half a galaxy away - Carronade batteries unleashing broadsides forty-strong in rapid fire, eclipsing the dozen C-Lance's longer-ranged thermokinetic plasma in raw, hellish power.



This 'Helghast' command ship's shields had proven too tough to quickly batter down; better to kill it's lesser companions, which had proven so fragile befor her guns, and so first reduce the enemy firepower. With any luck, their ruined hulks would survive in useful condition, items of information intact at the least; a pragmatic King, however, more expected only slag and vapor would remain.

"Sir, N-Lance is ready to fire."

King nodded, frowning; the CorpSacians were attacking the Command ship now, and the N-Lance would spend the entirety of it's epic charge against a shield, rather than wasting near all when conventionally employed. If they shifted fire like King had, however, the recharge time allowed to the Helghan would mean it a waste, and he would be better off saving it for battering down Charlie-One's shield, which King expected it would flatten with the single shot, thus allowing for the swifter elimination of that ship.

In the end, it was a close call.

"Target N-Lance on Bandit Alpha and fire when ready; Comms, request that the CorpSacians continue to batter the enemy Command Ship's shields while we eliminate it's support and reduce their available firepower."




Buried deep within her hull, the massive spinal cannon once more stirred; the ambient whine more felt than heard throughout the ship, as a horrific storm of neutrinos was first generated, focused, and then unleashed - coherent beam aimed first at nought, twisting within the pull of a gravitic lens projected befor it, directing it's fury upon the Helghan command ship.

Unlike befor, however, shields now stood before it; a solid barrier, unlike matter, that the beam's nature was unlikely to allow it to breach. But where, against armour, most of her energy would pass harmlessly into the void, it's entirety would instead spend itself against this barrier - the hammer blow would be... epic.

"Sir, a powerful weapon just hit us. Looks like the same one which knocked out the Reactor of the Intrepid."
"Shit, Shield status?"
"Still holding, down from 87% to 62% though....Recharcge rate....the techies are placing at roughly .5% every 5 minutes at current impact rate, but we can increase that to 1.5% if we divert power from the engines to about half speed."
"Okay, do it, but keep us going on evasives. If it looks like we ar getting hit too much, bring us back to full engine velocity."
"Yes, sir."
"Sir. Damage report from the Intrepid."

==Incoming Damage Report==
Shield Status: 0%
Casualty Count:126
Ship Damage: Reactor neutralised and several systems malfunctioning. Massive Hull Breaches.
Captain's Report:
We are initiating an evac. No point in engaging self-destruct enemy too far away and to close to you. I am Acting-Captain Hermann. Captain Dead. Requesting allowance of our men to board your craft for immediate medical treatment.
==End Transmission==
"Tell them of course. And do not let the enemy salvage any parts. Keep it intact for repair back home."
"Yes, sir."


As the massive ship began to move-surprisingly quickly for its size- the engines could be visibly seen decreasing in power. The Hundreds of Laser Turrets once again turned to point defence and Gunnery Bays once more opened up with missiles. The Railgun fired a shot at the CorpSacians, as the other ship was not within the firing arc.

"Sir, we are moving away from the enemy ship, charge rate remains at 1.5%."
"Good, but if that fire increases....we'll lose the recharge altogether......"
Shinzon paused....why hadn't he thought of it before! Surely they were within range.
"Are we close enough to open up with the Four Horsemen?"
"Yes, sir. But they've still never been tested, not on a ship anyway only on the Orbital Platforms back home."
"Well, we need to test them at some point. Get them ready."
"Yes, sir."

Outside, on the hull of the Command Ship, four relatively small cannons were revealed. They were the same size as one of the Fusion Cannons, but each held a power which, if used successfully could hold more destructive force than the Railgun.

The First Cannon was nicknamed War. It was a simple cannon, Tactical 20 gram Anti-Matter Charge, small and fast as hell though, travelled at twice the speed of sound and was damn near impossible to hit with point defence. Upon impact with the enemy shield, a massive amount of energy would be released, which should devastate the shield.

The Second was Famine. Famine was a more complicated weapon. It would unleash a massive amount of Radiation and heat on the enemy ship, designed to dry up and poison food and water supplies as well as cause any soldiers caught in the blast to be either killed or rendered extremely thirsty, where the lack of water and dry food would eventually kill them. Shinzon doubted it would work, what with the enemy's advanced shields.

The Third was Pestilence. It fired round after round of Carrier shells, each as fast as the Released from War. Inside Each shell was a huge amount of genetically altered Anthrax Gamma and the Helgha Virus. Each was altered to allow self-replication without a host body and to remain alive in halls and on the walls of the enemy ship, rendering entire areas uninhabitable. Some breather suits wouldn't even help as the spores were so small, they could get through. The Anthrax Gamma was the same as normal Anthrax but killed in 1/3 the time. The Helgha Virus however, killed in seconds and was extremely contagious, spreading via air, water, skin contact, cuts anything. The victim would cough up huge amounts of blood before dying and the blood would dry up very fast releasing millions of spores into the surrounding area, each spore capable of killing an infectee.

The Final, and most powerful was Death. Death was another simple cannon, but still incredibly destructive. It carried 4 charges, each fired at the same velocity of War, and one after the other. The First contained 40 grams of Anti-Matter, the second the Helgha Virus, the third a 12 megaton Fusion Bomb and the final an EMP bomb with 1000 metre radius effect area.

War fired first, followed 30 seconds later by Famine. Pestilence followed 30 seconds after. Death fired last, its four charges flying out towards the enemy ship.

"Vice-Admiral, sir. All Horsemen fired without a hitch."
"Excellent. Continue bombardment and open with Anti-Matter missiles when we are at a safe distance. Time until we can fire again with them?"
"30 minutes, sir."

OOC: Bump. Waiting for a reply from Kanu mainly....

OOC: Bump. Waiting for a reply from Kanu mainly....

OOC:
Check your TGs.

OOC: ok im away still, em..i dont mind if people RP my stuff (kan can be incontrol of my group of ships, ground forces..well who ever can make it interesting.)

If your going to RP the invasion of the colony itself (the massive city that alot larger then New York), by all means do so, remeber that to get in your going to need to open the doors and to do that well..hack the system.

Im shore ive numbered my forces, or atlest made it so someone can RP the forces, any speical groups (like the insanely hard Armored Police Units) if you want to RP them shore but they are going to form the resistance group.

Other then that i dont mind or know what elce to say.

Just dont stop on my part.

fact book:- http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=448048

OOC:
I'm uncomfortable with the idea of controlling someone else's forces, as I've little idea as to the intended balance.



Eh, a sub-par post, I think, but better than nothing, and about all RL'll let me.

IC:

"Sir! Charlie-Two is abandoning ship; shifting fire to Charlie-One."



Fire slackened once more, ship rolling a few degrees to allow her full broadside to bear upon a new Helghan Attack Ship; hellish torrent renewed moments later, just as the enemy's own fire shifted, hostile missiles once more filling the void between the two sides.


They fared little better than the last volley, however; defencive fire and relativistic sand, counter-missiles and scatter field all reducing their numbers, barrier field forcing all to detonate short of the ship while soaking up a portion of their fury, while the quantum ratio-sink robed them of much of their power. Despite this, her hull continued to collect scars.

War was an unwelcome surprise, but in the end was not so much greater than her peers. Like it's fusion-based peers, it punched through the barrier field, reduced in power for the exercise. Reduced constantly from the ratio-sink. The damage was aggravating but not as intended, for the flash-charge barrier field was just that, and was instantly restored in the weapon's wake.

Famine faired as well as expected, emptying into the void, harmless, after being bent several degrees by the scatter field.

Pestilence was an exercise in futility, with no way in even without the shields; as it was, it's payload, such as got that far, was stopped there.

Death seemed jinxed, the first weapon destroyed some hundred meters shy of the shield by a lucky, last second laser-pulse, inflicting little more damage than War. The second blinded by relativistic sand and hurling harmlessly away. The third shredded by the reality skew field's reality-sheer, laser fire harmlessly illuminating the resulting cloud of dispersed deuterium. The fourth struck home, but Kanuckistani Barrier Fields could only be felled by brute force, and so got no further. On the balance, however, the Four Horsemen faired better by change than their conventional peers.



Yet, despite what the Helghans must see as frustrating resilience, King saw only the damage inflicted.

"They keep trying to EMP us," Indy observed, "I think that tells us something about their own vulnerabilities."

King blinked, glancing back, and nodded, "Guns, introduce EMP-heads to counter-missile load. Burst a few amongst the craft evacuating Charlie-Two."

"Enemy accelerating; increasing speed to maintain separation."

Shinzon was....disappointed to say the least at the ineffectiveness of the Four Horsemen. A techie read his mind,
"Don't worry, sir. The Horsemen are only experimental. Analysis indicates that the anti-matter shells were most effective. We can make adapt the shells to carry more anti-matter. Can't adapt the EMP ones, but we can take the Viruses out of the Plague shells and fill them with anti-matter and fusion bombs. May make more of an impact."
"Do it. Fire more Multi-Warheads. We HAVE to get through the Point-Defence. Keep the Cannon batterires up."
"Yes, sir. Techies say if we adapt the Horsemen, it'll be 20 minutes until they can fire again."

Outside, the ship opened up with more missiles, and Fusion cannons firing shell after shell towards the enemy ship. The Helghast had plenty of ammo, but that wouldn't matter if the enemy defence held up. Fighters continued to fire anti-matter and generic missiles at the enemy, those damaged comitting themselves to kamikaze runs. Only time would tell if the enemy's defence shattered.

OOC:
You seem to have overlooked a few things in your post.

-I've shifted fire to another Attack Ship and started ripping into it.
-Several posts ago I started targeting your fighters along with your missiles, specifically going after those lining up to land and reload as the task precludes them from evading, making them easy targets. You've never posted losses to your fighters.
-I've added EMP warheads to my counter-missiles, but don't know how that would affect your missiles.
-A number of EMP counter-missiles are targeting the smallcraft evacuating the Attack Ship I just crippled.
-I've increased speed to counter your attempts to pull away, maintaining a separation of 200'000km.

OOC:
1. -I've shifted fire to another Attack Ship and started ripping into it.-Sorry, I am getting confused by all the different names you have given to my ships.
2. -Several posts ago I started targeting your fighters along with your missiles, specifically going after those lining up to land and reload as the task precludes them from evading, making them easy targets. You've never posted losses to your fighters.-I tend not to RP losses of fighters directly, too small scale. If you'd like I can, but just Rp yourself that they are having less affect.
3. -I've added EMP warheads to my counter-missiles, but don't know how that would affect your missiles.-Not much of an affect. At the worst it would knock out the self-guiding mechanisms, but they'd keep moving.
4. -A number of EMP counter-missiles are targeting the smallcraft evacuating the Attack Ship I just crippled.-My bad, again. RP it in next post.
5. -I've increased speed to counter your attempts to pull away, maintaining a separation of 200'000km.-Don't know how that would affect me....

OOC:

Ok, I've sat down to start pounding out a response, but upon review find that it would basicly be little more than a rehash of my last post, sans the four horsemen. "Ships continue to trade fire" is about all I can really do without some feedback from my last attack.

I've let this go too long, again, but if I'm going to spend an hour or more composing a post, I'd like to have some new material to put into it.


But, in reply to your, uh, replies...

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-Sorry, I am getting confused by all the different names you have given to my ships.

Alpha is the command ship, beta 1-5 are the immobile ships that have been left behind, and charlie 1-3 are the attack ships I initially left intact. Charlie-Two was the ship whose reactor I knocked out with the first N-lance blast, while iirc Charlie-One took some shield damage earlier and so is now being shot at as it's shields ought to be weaker than C-3.

Yeah, it can be a mite confusing, but I need designations to track indicidual ships, and they can't exactly use yours, as they don't know them(and it wouldn't really be 'professional' for a fleet engagment).

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-I tend not to RP losses of fighters directly, too small scale. If you'd like I can, but just Rp yourself that they are having less affect.

Well, that's up to you, but that are individual craft attacking me, and being targeted in return, and I really dislike assuming damage against other folks' assets(especially fighters, as I'd be too inclined to let my point defence slaughter them wholesale, as the systems were designed to do).

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-Not much of an affect. At the worst it would knock out the self-guiding mechanisms, but they'd keep moving.

Ok, knocking out onboard missile guildance is what I was actually hoping for; can't correct for my evasive maneuvers/skew field and makes 'em easier PD targets.

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-Don't know how that would affect me....

Well, you were trying to pull away so you could safly use antimatter missiles. I'm accellerating lock-step with yo, to maintain the range as it is, so you can't pull away. I'd think that would have a rather signifigant effect.

OOC: Finally, some free time. I hope this post fixes everything.

IC: "Shinzon, sir, the enemy are pursuing us. They appear to be trying to prevent us using Anti-matter missiles."
Damn, they're smart
"Keep us moving with evasives, divert power from shield recharge back to Engines. Get us to a safe distance of 250,000 kilometres, then open up with the rest of the anti-matter. Keep Fusion Cannons and multi-warheads going. How are the fighters doing?"
"Not good, sir. They fight on, but the enemy point defence is slaughtering them, we're down to about 83, but they are our best so...."
"Right, keep them out there and kill these bast...."
"SIR, TRANSPORTS UNDER ATTACK!"
"WHAT!" yelled Shinzon. He looked at the viewscreen, sure enough, the view showed enemy EMPs exploding amongst the refugees, some were effective, others not. Shit
"Move on an intercept course, bring us between the enemy and our refugees."
"Sir, reports coming in. Attack Ship is sustaining heavy damage. Appears that the enemy is concentrating fire on them."
"DAMMIT! Fire all weapons, these guys are getting annoying! Fire Anti-Matter, Multi's, whatever the hell we have, get Dropships to make kamikaze runs at them, prep boarding parties to go in under the dropships, try and get a few through! I want these bastards DEAD! DO YOU HEAR ME! I....WANT....THEM...OBLITERATED!!!"
A stunned silence went around the room, Shiznon was never known to lose his temper, he was the patient, kind vice-admiral. He must be serious.
"Fire Railgun, time until Horsemen...."
"12 minutes, sir."
"Fire when ready with the newly adapted shells. Anti-Matter seems to be our only advantage-if even-over these guys tech, I want to use all we can give them."

OOC:
I'm really sorry fer not getting a post up in so long, but RL's been a real bitch. I'll try and knock something together as soon as I can focus adequately.

OOC:
OK, things have finally settled down, but you haven't posted anywhere in NS sense 18/03, so it looks like RL might've co-opted you too.

If yer still active, I can now resume regular posting.

OOC: Yeah RL has been. My COmp has needed to be rebuilt. But I'll be able to post if I have to.

OOC:
HA! Finally! I would have posted yesterday, even, but the power was out for much of the day; stubborn to the last, tis circumstance.

IC:
"I think they're pissed," Indy observed, and King was inclined to agree; the sudden spike in enemy fire was... concerning, to say the least. Still, fury blinded, and with any luck they wouldn't be able to sustain this rate of fire for long.

Indie's gunners were smart, however, and with the reintroduction of anti-matter, were quick to learn; for anti-matter containment was a fragile thing, and the EMP counter-missiles were soon discovered to strike at this weakness directly, not only detonating prematurely, and occasionally rather close to the launching ship, but immolating their peers in flashes of nuclear fratricide. Keen tacticians in their own right, the Tac Rating assigned to point-defence were quick to turn the Helghan's own weapons against them.

King grinned, sparing the Tac Section a glance, but little more; congratulations could wait until they were less... preoccupied. Damage continued to build, and despite defencive efforts, more rapidly than befor for the Helghan's increased fury. Two PD turrets were out of action; one crippled, the other... gone. Everything else had taken some measure of damage, and as armour continued to boil away, the entire battery would soon reach the breaking point.

But that was the advantage of broadside combat.

"Helm, ready one-eighty degree roll. Damage control teams stand-by for emergency EVA repairs."

The few kamikaze dropships to survive their runs detonated, then, sending another defencive gun silent and gouging the steadily thinning armour. The repair bill would be a thing of nightmares - King tried not to think about it, as the ship shuddered again - but like befor, the shields were instantly recharged; the way for the boarding teams to follow, closed. They would have to make their own, or find themselves trapped befor the guns of hostile point-defence.

"N-Lance recharged!"

"N-Lance to target Charlie-Three. Otherwise maintain bombardment of Charlie-One - they can't last much longer!"

The N-Lance would pound the last intact attack ship's shields flat, King thought, leaving them open for a quick kill once Charlie-One was out of action.

And then, when that fat command ship was be all alone befor his guns, stripped of it's escorts, King's final cards would be revealed.


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Meanwhile:

...somewhere, a KAG Marine curses the naval officers on both sides while trapped within the immovable embrace of his boarding ship's drop-bracings. His peers agree, and together they speculate on the general incompetences of naval officers of all nationalities while they wait for their chance to break things and kill people.

OOC: Bleh, sorry I haven't posted since...like...six months ago. I got hung up on things and then...kinda forgot. Thus, I'm gonna atleast withdraw from the dispute mainly cus I haven't the time to read 50 pages of posts.
IC:
The Expedition Fleet was horrendously divided. Readanian rebels calling themselves the Readanian Exiles had seized control of half of the fleet while Loyalists had control of the other half as well as the flagship's bridge. Comm Officer Collins, after the killings of all other commanding officers, had taken control of the loyalist forces on board the flagship and had barricaded the entrance to the bridge. With the Exilian forces jamming all private channels, self-appointed Admiral Collins was forced to send message through public channels to the Readanian Naval Force.

We of REF 5 have become subject to a Exilian inserrection. The fleet has become bitterly divided between rebels and loyalists. The rebels have assinated all naval leaders aboard our ships, save myself who evaded their attempts. The rebels have opened fire, several ships have become badly damaged. It is unfortunate but regardless of any orders, we must return the the Motherland least we become annilated by the rebels and our enemies!
May the Gods forgive us.

Cheif Communications Officer
Fredrick Collins


Several Readanian Frigates erupted in flames as the Exiles assualted the retreating forces of the Readanian Empire. Once the loyalists had made the jump to lightspeed, however, the Exiles followed suit towards their own refuge.

The Emperor, upon hearing news of the inserrection was horrified that such a rebellion could occur in his royal navy. He ordered the invasion of CorpSac postponed indefinately and had many of his best diplomats attempt to mend the situation. The Emperor was furious at this embarassment but feared a large scale inserrection. Information regarding the REF 5 Rebellion was permanately sealed away from the public eye.

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