NationStates Jolt Archive

The 3rd Cassiopeian Fleet was recently repaired after the Battle of Aios. New frigates, new personnel, same old Grand Admiral. Harrison Ford took a look at his new assignment, the Sephrion Imperial Navy wanted to test their forces. Of course, they chose the Commonwealth. Harrison had a distaste for them. Their large ships, their brutal tactics. Nothing like the small Cassiopeian Navy. He heard rumours of them, a large intergalactic empire who suppresses free speech. Of course the Senate sent him anyway. Their reason was to study how foreign Navies using opposite tactics worked, the Sephrions were the best example.

The fleet was there floating inside the System. The frigates protecting their bigger brothers. Of course since it was a wargame it would be done with computers, with simulations appearing on the consoles. Everytime a ship was destroyed they were to leave the fleet. Both sides had disabled their weapons for this, obviously. Even the fighters.

Harrison snorted. "A wargame, hmph. I think we proved our point in Aios but no, Senators. Anyway their fleet should be arriving soon now. At least it's equal this time. Last time they had more ships... hmmm."

He turned to his Ensign. "Ensign open channels to the nearby Sephrion fleet."

He did so.

Harrison cleared his throat. "Welcome to the Commonwealth gentlemen. I wanna wish you good luck in this wargame. Anyway don't hold back, but I assume you people don't believe in holding back." He chuckled. "But it's just a wargame so don't kill us eh?"

Harrison looked at the tactical map. "Aios was easy, but maybe these folk are smarter..."

amoungst the fleet the for the glory of the empire battle cry was uttered

coms to The Cassiopeia Galaxy fleet
from the star destroyer daemons hope
may the gods guide you to good fortune in battle
end coms
taical order the sephiroths to open up with a salvo of 200 photon torpedos each aye sir

Harrison saw the salvo flying by. He raised his brow. "Torpedoes? That's new.... frigates you know what to do, activate point defense systems."

All of a sudden the frigates, if this was a real battle, activated their point defense systems. Imaginary green beams of light doom aimed at the large salvo, most of the torpedoes asploded but a few, fifty, got through. Of course due to the frigate's shields and whatnot they were able to resist, but one of the frigates went all coo coo and got disabled.

Harrison rolled his eyes. "Gentlemen you know what to do. Target all the frigates first, ignore the larger ships and carriers. Frigates be on the lookout."

Hundreds (about 1084) of nuclear missiles, well fake ones, were launched. Being fifty megaton nuclear missiles helped as well. They all flew towards the frigates, as per Cassiopeian doctrine.

Harrison rolled his eyes. "This is going to look like one of them old fashioned stand offs."

coms star destroyers protect the miisle frigates point defence weapons target the nukes
frigates break formation

the two differnt types of frigates break formation the star destroyers opened fire on the nukes with turbolasers

damages 15 kujas and 5 sephiroths

Harrison jumped up. "Oh man! This is good. The guy just steered his frigates out of the way. All ships, target the bridges of those Star Destroyers. The frigates are too far apart to provide cover and we all know turbolasers don't make good interceptors."

Another salvo launched! The missiles this time spreading part in groups of ninety. Yes, ninety 50 megaton hypervelocity thermonuclear missiles flew at each Star Destroyer, well, at least fake ones. The bridge was their target, with the frigates too far apart to provide cover the Star Desteroyers were easy targets. Of course Harrison always had a problem with the design of those things, flying daggers is what he called them.

Harrison smiled. "Why do people have their bridges so easily exposed...?" He shrugged and kept watching the battle unfold as the fake missiles launched.

the commander grind insanely decoys now he spat aqnd order the transports to begin deploying orbital frames


losses

3 victory star destroyers
2 eridicators
1 isd

Harrison raised his brow. "... interesting. Those look like flying robots." He looked at his tactical map as the Star Destroyers went bye. He smiled. "Yah, useless pieces of junk."

He started talking to the rest of the fleet. "This is the Grand Admiral, frigates get into tortoise formation. Gunships, cruisers, battleships. Launch ten missiles towards each of those flying robot things. There should be eight-six left over, focus those towards one of those Star Destroyers. No idea why the frigates haven't closed yet."

He snorted as the frigates started to rotate and whatnot, forming a massive sphere, side to side and top to bottom protecting the fleet. They weren't gonna let these giant robot things, and yes Seph I know they're orbital frames, through.

And as that happened, the missiles targetted their respective errr... targets. I.E. one of those Star Destroyers and the orbital frame things.

Harrison leaned back into his chair. He looked at his ensign. "Ensign scan those things, I wanna know what they are, or were in a few moments."

issi to all other frames ready an isis shot each
frigates reforming up

the isis floated in the midle of space her gold and silver armour began to shine it was gathering energy for an isis shot
losses 50 selkies
and one victory star destoyer


coms to dark lady
were geting slaughtered out here permision fire back?

return coms vipers permision granted wings one to three stick with me.

wing four of nine launch diversionary attack on thier cruisers engines.

battle unit dark lady spat satus of the isis shot

'' isis shot at fifty percent strength and rising I recomend you fire now''

Harrison clinged to his chair. "What the?! They're sending more?"

An ensign ran towards him. "Sir, energy readings on the first wave are off the chart. And there are seventy other robot things heading towards us!"

Harrison got angry. "I can tell! Oy! Ah... f*** it! Split the next salvo fifty/fifty! 500 at the first wave and 500 at the second. Send the other 86 at a frigate, I don't know."

Yet another salvo of doom was launched, 500 heading towards the fifty angry Isis Shot users, and another 500 heading towards the angry Viper robot things. So that would make it ten for each Isis and seven for each Viper! ZOMG! Math is fun right? Well no it isn't but you need to be specific these days.

Harrison sighed. "Why do they keep launching these things...?"

shit we lost the isis and her viper wing coms to all surviving empire ships retreat yes you heard me fleet comander dolph calling a retreat. coms to enemy adrerail we are with drawing you have our respect. High command sent too few ships our tatics are geared for fighting rebels

OOC:sorry to hijack TCG, but get on mIRC :P

(Well, that's the end of that.)