The Fedral Union
04-02-2006, 23:01
War Date 159802
Viper Gun ship squadron delta ... USS Swift strike..
the commander sat on the rather small bridge looking over several blinking and beeping consoles,he grinned and looked over to the young helm officer who was tapping in a crouse.
a message came on in a holographic console over looking most of the bridge, it was an admiral from fleet command, she stood over and began speaking "commander..." the commander looked up and responded " admiral?" the admiral began speaking again, "its good to see you, but this isn't a causal talking to; i have a mission for you.. Intelligence reports that we have corpsacian forces on there way to our outer systems and they are planning strikes as well, we have to hit them hard and fast to blunt there assault, the union already has hired people striking there supply lines, you are there to supplement them, i want you to take blue squad, delta squad,and alpha squad and strike at there ship yards and supply depots, you'll have to split each of the squads up and sending them on different missions, im not saying this will be easy but.. this is necessary .. good luck" the hologram cuts off .
the commander walked over to his seat his boots shuffling and clanking on the hard metal floor Beneath him. He sat down and with haste ordered "tell delta squad to form up, tell blue squad to form up and tell alpha squad to form up were going in for a kill"
the con officer nodded taping his console mean while people rushed around getting to there stations. the commander said "Seattle up lock and loaded!"
the small sleek ships, moved form there positions in the large well lighten star base.
the ships zoomed out with massive force manuverd like no other ships, there FTL Drives charged up and they Disappeared in to the darkness and Vacuum of space .
Several hour passed the ships were flowing in a black grayish tube , a few seconds passed the group of small sleek ships jumped out.
the commander looked to every one and said "engage the cloak !"
the ships Disappeared suddenly and easily nothing but the blackness of space was left as they guided slowly and peacefully with out a sound, with out an emission towards there target each squad had 6 ships, the other 3 squads had jumped out to search for other targets.
mean while SWACS was active on delta squad they had drone fighters at the ready, and there swarm drone pods were on the moments notice to activate, they maneuvered like small fighters with out another thought , easily around obstacle and other things... it was quiet they came to a stop the commander looked up at the star charts with passive and stealthy scans, he waited for the right moment, the right dogone moment.... it was quiet sweat dripped down from his face he clutched his teeth with a feeling of stress the crew were focusing on there duty's as much as they can, as feelings swept over them, there people were counting on them, they must succeed, the xo began writing things down trying to keep the crews spirits up but the commander wasn't no no he was busy on the battle plan making sure every single iota of this plan was correct.
he grinned with a rather puzzling reason for doing it, he stood there watching waiting, looking his plan over and over again...
Viper Gun ship squadron delta ... USS Swift strike..
the commander sat on the rather small bridge looking over several blinking and beeping consoles,he grinned and looked over to the young helm officer who was tapping in a crouse.
a message came on in a holographic console over looking most of the bridge, it was an admiral from fleet command, she stood over and began speaking "commander..." the commander looked up and responded " admiral?" the admiral began speaking again, "its good to see you, but this isn't a causal talking to; i have a mission for you.. Intelligence reports that we have corpsacian forces on there way to our outer systems and they are planning strikes as well, we have to hit them hard and fast to blunt there assault, the union already has hired people striking there supply lines, you are there to supplement them, i want you to take blue squad, delta squad,and alpha squad and strike at there ship yards and supply depots, you'll have to split each of the squads up and sending them on different missions, im not saying this will be easy but.. this is necessary .. good luck" the hologram cuts off .
the commander walked over to his seat his boots shuffling and clanking on the hard metal floor Beneath him. He sat down and with haste ordered "tell delta squad to form up, tell blue squad to form up and tell alpha squad to form up were going in for a kill"
the con officer nodded taping his console mean while people rushed around getting to there stations. the commander said "Seattle up lock and loaded!"
the small sleek ships, moved form there positions in the large well lighten star base.
the ships zoomed out with massive force manuverd like no other ships, there FTL Drives charged up and they Disappeared in to the darkness and Vacuum of space .
Several hour passed the ships were flowing in a black grayish tube , a few seconds passed the group of small sleek ships jumped out.
the commander looked to every one and said "engage the cloak !"
the ships Disappeared suddenly and easily nothing but the blackness of space was left as they guided slowly and peacefully with out a sound, with out an emission towards there target each squad had 6 ships, the other 3 squads had jumped out to search for other targets.
mean while SWACS was active on delta squad they had drone fighters at the ready, and there swarm drone pods were on the moments notice to activate, they maneuvered like small fighters with out another thought , easily around obstacle and other things... it was quiet they came to a stop the commander looked up at the star charts with passive and stealthy scans, he waited for the right moment, the right dogone moment.... it was quiet sweat dripped down from his face he clutched his teeth with a feeling of stress the crew were focusing on there duty's as much as they can, as feelings swept over them, there people were counting on them, they must succeed, the xo began writing things down trying to keep the crews spirits up but the commander wasn't no no he was busy on the battle plan making sure every single iota of this plan was correct.
he grinned with a rather puzzling reason for doing it, he stood there watching waiting, looking his plan over and over again...