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Ok. This is where we'll start an awesome story about the Rebellion and their massive offense against the Confederation capital. Sounds good?
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Captain Skyblade gave the order to his commando team, and they prepaired to open the air lock once docked with Stardock Aplha. For a few days now, a mid-sized Rebellion fleet has fought off a Confederation warfleet in order to make this mission possible. It would only be a matter of time before the Confederation returned in full force...
Skyblade's fleet of two Cruisers and six Destroyers orbited the station, while his own destroyer made its way toward the station. The plan was to destroy the shield generators so that the Rebel warfleet could then decimate the Confederation shipyard. Such an operation was damaged, but niccissary...The shields themselves were too powerful for weapons to be of much harm.
As the Rebel Destroyer docked the station entrance, the team held its breath before opening the door. There could be large numbers of Confederation troops waiting to ambush the small but heavilly-armed and well-trained commando squad. As Captain Skyblade shot the door open with his turbolaser rifle, proton fire emerged. Beams began to fly from enemy troops stationed outside the broken door, and one of the commandos received a minor wound to the arm. While most of the commandos returned fire, Vance Vollorium detached a neutron grenade from his waste belt and tossed it through the doorway. A few seconds later, an explosian rocked the doorway, and seven Confederation guards lay dead on the floor. The commando team now entered Stardock Aplha, ten strong. As the team quickly rounded the corner, proton pistols were again heard. Two Confederation officers fired from the end of the hallway, only to be quickly cut down by turbolasers. Vance Vollorium then entered the power station of the base, located just a few paces down the hallway. Four Confederation troopers occupied the room, armed with proton rifles. Quick as a flash, one of them shot down a commandos just before a neutron grenade took care of all four troopers. Skyblade quickly reached the eletrical controls to the starbase, and cut all wires that powered the station. Unfortunately, the shield generators had their own seperate source of power, so only minor lights and controls were affected. All over Stardock Aplha, lights blinked off, now giving the commando team an advantage. The commando team now used their night-vision visors, and set out for the shield generators. The generators were a long distance away, and getting there wouldn't be easy. As the team, now under cover of darkness rounded a corner, Skyblade's radio suddenly blared. Before he could tell what was being said, a full unit of Confederation guards started blasting the area from a large doorway with proton fire. Another commando was hit, and killed instantly. As the team retreated to the protection of the corner, the radio repeated the message. "Confederation Warfleet entering Sol. I repeat, Confederation Warfleet entering Sol. Abort operation immediately!" Although the radio had cost the team another member, the message was vital. The commandos quickly rushed for the doorway. Although a few Confederation guards were waiting for them, the commandos quickly picked them off before rushing into the Destroyer and closing the heavy door. As the ship left the base at a swift pace, Skyblade couldn't help but feel a tinge of guilt for leaving his mission incomplete. Two members of his team had been killed, while at the same time accomplishing nothing.
As Captain Skyblade's Destroyer left the base and joined his fleet, the Confederation warfleet exited hyperspace. Six cruisers, ten frigates, and too many fighter escorts. Stay and fight off the fleet, or retreat and join the rest of the Rebellion fleet forming at Centauri?
"Head for Centauri, and quickly!"
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Overrider pilot's his Confederate Gunboat away "Phew! That was close!" Overrider sets course for Centauri. Just as he jumps out an entire side of Starbase Alpha blows up, destroying 2 Cruisers. What the Confed's do not know (but do now ;)) is that Overrider is a Rebel spy.
Overrider joins up with the Rebel fleet that just took over Centauri.
"Skyblade! Don't worry about your little error! I just blew a massive hole in the side of the station taking out 2 Cruisers!"
The comms sprang to life "ALERT! ALERT! 4 Cruisers jumping into the system!"
"Everyone, to your ships!" shouted Skyblade "Prepare for a grueling fight!"
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Meanwhile, in the Confederate Senate on Earth, all is not well. "Is the government aware," asks the leader of the opposition, "that today the Rebellion that they have told us in the past not to worry about today destroyed a large section of Stardock Alpha, and is now amassing their forces in the heart of the Core Worlds?"
David Arthur, who speaks for the Ministry of Defence, responds. "We admit that Stardock Alpha was seriously crippled by today's act of treason. Two cruisers were destroyed, and over three hundred civilians and five hundred military personel were injured or killed. However, the rebels in Centauri system will not remain there much longer. Already the local forces are engaging them, and the Seventh, Ninth, and Twelfth fleets should arrive within three hours. The Rebellion may be strong, but they cannot defeat a combined force with more than forty frigates, twenty heavy cruisers, and innumerable fighters and gunboats."
The oppostion members quickly change the subject to one less favourable to the government.
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Lord Gwydion, one of the Rebel special operations Admirals, jumped into his Rebel Cruiser at Centauri upon hearing a request for aid in the Sol system. He jumped into the system, and cloaked immediately, leaving only a tiny blip on any radar screen which disappeared almost instantly. He had his ship go behind the Confed Cruiser that seemed to be the leader, and uncloaked. Suddenly, the Confed Cruiser was hit by a barrage of proton bolts, torpedoes, metal schrapnel (mass driver), and missiles in the engines. It was destroyed almost instantaneously, without damaging Lord Gwydion's ship. Lord Gwydion's ship, the R.S.S. Black Falcon, cloaked again, and shot over to the next Confed Cruiser, but was hit by a stray proton bolt.
'God damn it!' he shouted. 'Afterburners at full speed, cloak again before we're hit!'
The Black Falcon sped away from the battle, then stopped behind a very large asteroid and decloaked. He waited for his shields to recharge some, and then prepared to enter the battle again...
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In the docking bay of a Confederate heavy cruiser orbiting Mars, David Arthur hands a small black box to the starship's captain. "Remember, don't let the Rebels know you have this," he reminds the captain, and, boarding an upgraded Argosy, departs. The cruiser prepares to make a jump to hyperspace.
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If the automated mining station on asteroid B-774-1099-C had been a human being, it would have been bored. Operations had been proceeding as expected for the last two months, and there had been nothing abnormal to report. Suddenly, its sensors detected an extraordinary reading. Its neural network quickly confirmed that a Rebel warship had appeared as if from nowhere behind the asteroid. As its cognitive database contained no instructions on how to deal with such a situation, the the automated system followed standard procedure as mandated by law and quickly notified the Landfall spaceport by FTL communications. Had it been a human being, it would have been excited.
Meanwhile, at Centauri, Captain Skyblade's fleet and the rest of the Rebel warships assembled cannot match the power of the massive Confederation Battlegroup. In Skyblade's fleet alone, a Cruiser has already been lost as well as a Destroyer, a second of which has been fatally damaged. After Skyblade's Destroyer, the "Triton Corsair," finishes off a Confederation frigate, the outcome of the battle does not look good for the Rebellion.
"Skyblade to fleet, Skyblade to fleet. We're taking heavy losses, and a retreat to the Rebel world of Turin is neccissary. As soon as time allows, get out of there, and Godspeed!" While a single Rebel Cruiser and three Destroyers of Skyblade's fleet warp out, the remaining craft remain to provide cover. As for the rest of the Rebel fleet, twenty-three Destroyers and twelve Cruisers finish off what ships they can, and little by little begin to warp out, leaving the Confederation battlegroup in command of Centauri.
"Our offense has failed, but the Confederation shall not prevail," General Phillips announces upon arrival at Turin. "While we do still have a formidable warfleet currently stationed here, the Confederation still outnumber us. While we inflicted nearly twice the losses on the Confederation as they did on us at Centauri, who knows what the future may hold for us. We do not yet know if they will counterattack, but we certainly will in time. As I speak, The 417th Rebel Battlefleet is on their way to join us from Pashlife. Composed of fifteen destroyers and eight cruisers, this will hopefully give us some much-needed advantages. Commander Phillips out."
Skyblade breathes a sigh of relief, thankfull that Overrider was successful in destroying part of Stardock Alpha, and for the fact that help is on the way...
Lord Gwydion, very surprised to accidentally pick up a transmission from an asteroid , blew the asteroid away with a barrage of metal from the mass driver. He ordered the ship to return to the battle, and launched his weapons. Another Confed Cruiser's engines exploded. He saw that the Rebels were losing, and sent messages to the rest of the Rebel fleet to leave while he held off the Confed fleet, with the help of a spy planted (under orders from Lord Gwydion) on one of the Confed Cruisers.
He fired another barrage of weaponry, and watched the flames shoot off all around the ships, but then disappear immediately because of the oxygen escaping. He dodged under a volley of missiles (his ship, natuarally, had engine upgrades), and went in to kill the patrol ships.
Henry Riklan, the Rebel spy, got his neutron pistol, which he had brought with him from the Rebels, who had stolen it from a Confed convoy, ready. He jumped out of his bunk, and started along the winding corridors. Luckily for him, he had befriended a couple of patrol ship pilots, who hated Confed High Command. They came with him with proton pistols at the ready. He shot a couple of guards, then went off to his patrol ship. He knew exactly how to destroy the Cruiser with a single proton bolt (he was trained by Confeds to never let Rebels do this). He jumped into his patrol ship, and took off. He turned around in the bay, and shot that single special spot, and then shot out as fast as he could go, straight off to the Black Falcon, as though he was going to attack it..
'Look, it's Riklan!' he said to his viewscreen, which had gone to the Rebel Cruiser. 'Let me on to your bays!'
'Hang on,' Lord Gwydion replied. 'You'll have to take out a Cruiser first, unless you want to be in an escape pod!'
Riklan turned full around, as a volley of proton bolts pretended to come at him. He shot off to a Cruiser, while his wingmen went off to two more. He made as if he was going to dock in the bay, but then fired the proton bolt, and rocketed out of it, sending false SOS's to the rest of the Confed fleet. Unfortunately, the Confeds had discovered that he was a spy just at that moment, and gave the order to attack him. He and his wingmen went as fast as they could towards the Black Falcon, weaving among missiles. He finally made it to the docking bay, at the same time three mantas (one had been lost in the battle) docked. The Black Falcon had the advantage of surprise, because the Confeds were very startled to suddenly see four Cruisers explode for no reason at all, it seemed. The Black Falcon hypered out as fast as it could, leaving a space bomb drifting towards Stardock Alpha.
As Lord Gwydion was about to land at Landfall, he saw an incoming fleet hypering in. He sent a transmission to get the Rebel fleet off, now, and go to Rigel (which had also been captured) to regroup.
Captaintripps remains in the stockade during the action, as usual. His drinking habits make him the worst officer in the fleet, even though he's a damn good fighter pilot.
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The Confederate fleets in the Centauri system prepared to disperse and guard the frontier against further Rebel attacks. On board the small blue Argosy which was for some reason coordinating the ships, David Arthur was pleased to hear from the Second Fleet that New Britain had been recaptured after a large portion of the Rebel garrison there had been dispatched to the battle over Landfall.
Hey, wait a minute. New Britain had been protected by two Rebel fleets. There's no way that the Confeds could have recaptured it so soon. It was also protected by my ship, and Skyblade's (I think) ship.
Captaintripps sends a message from his cell using an old intercom patched into the DSN relay. "Please respond. This is an SOS. Political prisoner in trouble. Please respond."
Vincent Darkthorne, a mercenary and supporter to the Rebellion, brought his Kestrel out into the Confederatation system of Sol. Two Confederation Patrol ships flew by him, unaware to his identity, as was the rest of the Confederation.
Vincent's Kestrel, the Cassius, was heavily armed, with an elite handpicked crew. Behind that Kestrel and at it's flanks came a full score of Corvettes. Vincent switched on a comm. link with all of them.
"Everyone, standby. When our freighters enter the system, be prepared. This won't be easy, by any means," Vincent said over the comm.link to the captains of the twenty Corvettes. Indeed, their mission was far more dangerous than any other yet attempted by Final Destiny, the came given to this obscure little anti-Confederation fleet.
Suddenly, eight bulk freighters appeared in the system. There was no helping the Confed's suspicions, and the Confed ships instantly moved to scan the freighters. However, there was not enough time for them to complete the scan.
The freighter's hull collapsed outward. A storm of Lightnings flew out, moving to meet the rest of Final Destiny. A final freighter exploded, and out from it flew a single missile.
It was a missile, but it was different in one way. It was huge. The missile plummeted towards Earth, and the Confederation had no idea to it's power.
Final Destiny attempted to spearhead the Confed forces, but they were vastly outnumbered. One Corvette and three Lightnings were instantly defeated, and Final Destiny tried to scatter to evade the Confederation ships. The Cassius speared a Confed cruiser, it's Lightning fighters bringing up the rear and dealing out heavy damage with their rockets.
The cruiser fell, and the Cassius, on low shields, grouped with three over Corvettes. The missile continued it's journey to Earth, and the Confederation had yet to realise why Final Destiny had not already left.
"Everybody, come closer to the Cassius! More Confed ships are coming! We need to keep the tracking systems on the missile alive," Vincent said over the comm.link. Final Destiny complied, moving to protect the Cassius, which was directing the missile.
The Confeds moved forward, smashing through Final Destiny even as the missile plummeted forward. The computer on Cassius worked, as did Vincent's mind.
"It's not going to work. We won't last before the missile hits. Get out of here," Vincent commanded, shaking his head.
Final Destiny tried to escape, but suddenly five Cruisers appeared from behind. They were caught between heavy fire, and were unable to escape.......
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Four days had passed. The Cassius was flying at full speed past Centauri, hyperspace down due to major damage. Not a single ship accompanied it, except for a Confederation fleet on it's tail.
Vincent had lost half his crew, and he was now in engineering trying to fix hyperspace. They would just about make it to Turin, but it would be close.
------------------ "That's all very nice, but where are the guns?" - SilverDragon
Overrider steps into his cruiser and prepares his fleet of 6 cruisers 8 destroyers and 24 Manta's. Overrider and his fleet jump into the sol system. Amazingly nothing is there "Skyblade this is Overrider! I'm in the Sol system and it seems deserted" Overrider moves in to finish off the station when a sudden explosion rocks his ship then a missle comes right towrads him. BBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "ALERT! ALE-" Overrider launches his escape pod but it's to late, the escape pod ignites in flames killing the crewman of the rebellion and their best spy, Overrider.
"We are gathered here today aboard the R.S.S. Republic to adorn the lost of our best spy, Overrider720" mourned the priest. "Overrider has helped us defeat Astex and has helped rid us of the aleins. Overrider has helped us push back the confederation and has blown a gigantic hole in Stardock Alpha. We mourn his loss" with that the priest ejected the coffin for Overrider to float forever in the depths of space. ---------------------
A Confederate Gunboat was piloting through the Mater system "Captain, unidentified object coming towards us" said the first mate "It's a coffin; Overrider's coffin! we can test our new weapon now!" The Gunboat opens it's cargo bay loads the coffin and pilot's itself to Earth..............
==================== What will happen to Overrider? Can I keep playing!!!!????? Find out later
(This message has been edited by Overrider720 (edited 06-01-2001).)
Hmmm... Overrider, your post seems suspiciously like the beginning of the James Bond movie 'You Only Live Twice...'
OOC: Just in case I didn't make it clear, that missile is currently flying with the Cassius. It's a long range missile, and it's controlled via the Cassius, so it's hanging around. Armoured, and with planet busting capabilities (think nuclear x 1000)
Lord Gwydion ordered the ships of the 28th fleet of the Tau division of the Rebels to attack Capella, while he went off on his own way to Sol, in an attempt to launch another space bomb onto Stardock Alpha. He came up through Eridani, and shot right through the Confeds in that system. As soon a he had jumped into the Sol system, he cloaked. He armed his space bomb, and started to head towards Stardock Alpha. He was almost there when a couple of patrol ships, patrolling the system, hit the Black Falcon, ruining it's cover. Lord Gwydion had his gunners shoot down the patrol ships immediately and to cloak as soon as possible, but it was too late. Three Confed Cruisers had already seen it. Lord Gwydion pressed the launch button on the bomb, and it, using the Black Falcon's momentum, rocketed off to Stardock Alpha, which had already been severely damaged by his last space bomb, and several other things. He got the last three bombs on his ship ready, and shot off towards the Cruisers, dodging missiles and torpedoes. Just as he was in neutron blaster range, he launched a space bomb at the nearest Cruiser, which, after the bomb had detonated, had no bridge. The Black Falcon veered off, shot a patrol ship into oblivion, and launched another bomb at the next Cruiser, which soon had no engines, as they had detonated and destroyed the entire ship. He knew the last Cruiser wouldn't make the same mistake, so he cloaked and went around the Cruiser. The captain of the Cruiser was confused. He had just seen a ship disappear for absolutely no reason at all. However, he had not much time to ponder this, as a volley of metal schrapnel hit the Cruiser in the engines, destroying it completely. Lord Gwydion then continued on his course to Stardock Alpha, and launched the last space bomb. Stardock Alpha lost one of it's life support section immediately, and also a docking bay. Lord Gwydion finally left Sol, and jumped straight through the Centauri system to Rigel, watching the Confed's ships turn with confusion. He landed on New Britain, and gathered a marine, mercenary, and commando squad to do a very dangerous mission...
The 417th Rebel Battlefleet nears Turin minute by minute, mile by mile.
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A single Rebel Destroyer, the Zalif, hypers into the Rigel system and cloaks to avoid any stray Confed warships that may be within range. Sa'amo Vaten sees that there are none and uncloaks behind the safety of an asteroid. Suddenly, a Manta flies straight for him, missiles first. "Damn, they've discovered me." The Zalif ducks out of the way and cloaks again, then heads for Sol.
As the Confed Battlegroup is gathering itself in the Sol system, the commander of one of the warship notices a mottled black-and-red dot heading straight for them. "Weapons ready. Permission to fire waiting." The lead general of the Battlegroup immediately radioes back. "No, you fool! That's one of our best spies out there. You almost killed Vaten!"
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Vaten lands on Luna and loads a particle beam that had been left there for him. Mysteriously, he then cloaks and heads for Stardock Alpha.
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The Confed Battlegroup was getting suspicious. A very prolific spy of theirs had just found his particle beam, but then cloaked. They had no way of knowing whether his intentions were benign -- or malicious -- toward what was left of Stardock Alpha. They soon got their answer.
Suddenly, a blue ray fired out of the nothingness, blowing a hole in the cockpit of a Cruiser. For a split second, the admiral on the ship thought he saw a black-red spiral, but he did not live to tell. The spiral then -- at the sensors' best guess -- left the system and headed for Centauri.
While Captain Skyblade awaits for the arrival of the 417th Rebel Fleet at Turin, he continues to receive radio reports of the action going on in and around the Sol system...
As soon as the 417th warfleet emerged from hyperspace, an unwelcome blip appeared on the Triton Corsair's computer.
"It's the Confederation warfleet that chased us off at Centauri, sir," spoke the chief sensor operator.
"As I thought," came Skyblade's reply. "The Confederation is counter-attacking, and they will do anything in their power to prevail. If they suceed in destroying our fleet, the entire offensive will be at steak. The 17th Battlegroup (the fleet that fought along with Skyblade's at Centauri) , the 417th warfleet, and our own fleet are the line between the Confederation and Pashlife. They must be stopped here..."
Before the Confederation exited hyperspace, fifteen Rebel Cruisers began to release their fighters. The updated Mantas now carried four turbolasers, a missile rack with three missiles, and twin javelin pods with 100 rockets. Using this firepower, Mantas were beginning to take a leading edge against Patrol Ships and Gunboats when dogfights occured...
As the Confederation fleet exited hyperspace, they were given a warm welcome. The F-26 Mantas were stationed at front, prepaired to lead and spearhead the assault. Behind them, fifty Destroyers fired an amazing number of torpedoes, to which has gone unmatched to this day. The Rebel Cruisers stationed at rear would come in to deliever final blows to the capital ships.
"Beware, battlegroup! Sensors indicate that there are twenty cruisers, sixty frigates, three-hundred patrol ships, and one-hundred gunboats now in the Turin system," radioed Admiral Phillips.
"Roger, sir," Skyblade replied. "They've come in force, but the Rebellion will live on..."
The 237 Mantas stationed at the front of the Rebel fleet, many of which were not ship-based, began to make a direct run for the frigates that first appeared in Turin. The Mantas were much like bees, in which swarmed the frigates at high speeds, turbolasers blazing.
"Skyblade to Manta wings. Use javelin rockets and missiles for use against the big ones. Take care of dogfights with your turbolasers..."
seventeen seconds after the battle had began, two frigates were decimated by the Mantas alone. The hundreds of torpedoes that had been launched by the Destroyers now began to impact with such force, that some of the frigates were pushed back from their original course. Fifteen seconds later, seven frigates were destroyed, with three others disabled.
"Destroyers, engage targets at close range," Admiral Phillips radioed from his Cruiser. "Avoid hostile rockets at all costs."
Meanwhile, Vance Vollorium, who commanded the entire Manta fighter wing, lead his fighter and twenty others toward a Frigate.
Vollorium, now a Lieutenant for his performance during the commando raid, gave orders. "Break left, break left! Incoming rockets...Davis, you take fifteen of the fighters for a direct assault against the northern quarters of the Frigate. I'll take the other five for an attack against the engines."
Two Mantas from Davis' command received a heavy rocket, making the crafts spin away from the battle, and explode within seconds. Vollorium continued to dodge proton fire as he led his small number of Mantas at the engine. Using a combination of lasers and javelin rockets, the engines were destroyed in a short matter of time, disabling the frigate.
"Davis, package is wrapped. Finish him off with cannons."
As the Frigate's hull collapsed, Vollorium received battle data over his computer screen.
"twenty-three frigates destroyed, six disabled. Our own loses measure thirty-six Mantas, nine destroyers. Enemy fighters about to exit hyperspace."
Skyblade, who was somewhat pleased with the current success of the battle, took his Destroyer to a direct assault against the lead frigate of the assault. Coming up at the stern of the ship, he hoped to catch it by surprise.
"Torpedo tubes one and two, fire at will. Fead that frigate half our missiles, and commence fire with protons."
Eight torpedoes slammed into the frigates side, nearly spliting the craft in half. The missiles, which had been targted at the bridge, hit with deadly accuracy. Now that the ship was without command, it did as Skyblade had planned. It collided with a close-by frigate, while at the same time proton turrets fired at the dead ship. The two frigates exploded with amazing force, severly damaged three other frigates.
"Way to go, Triton Corsair!" Phillips radioed with excitement. "Commence battle from current position."
The massive numbers of Confederation fighters now exited hyperspace, firing weapons like angry bees. The Mantas, which had been dealing with the frigates, now fought back against the fighters.
"Skyblade to fleet. All destroyers take on remaining frigates. Vollorium, you lead the Manta fighters wings against the Confederation fighters. Go, go, go!"
The Confederation fleet of frigates, now a shattered battleline, began to crumble. While the frigates were numbered at sixty upon arrival, losses had dropped the number to a staggering sixteen. Rebel Destroyer losses were thriteen: A small cost for what damage had been inflicted. However, the Manta wings were beginning to suffer...
"Vollorium to Triton Corsair. Losses are high. My wing has dropped many Confederation fighters, but we can't afford our losses. We request immediate assistance!"
Skyblade got on the comm to Phillip's Cruiser. "Sir, the Manta wings have lost almost half their ships. If we continue the battle at this rate, we'll lose them all."
"Captain, how many ships does the Turin defense fleet have?"
"Hmmm...Computers state that Turin has a defense fleet of one hundred and fifty Mantas, and twenty destroyers," came Skyblade's reply.
"Well then, looks like we've got some help. Radio Turin immediately and order the planetary defense fleet to commence to combat, and hurry!"
Skyblade quickly announced the plan to Turin, and before long, large numbers of Manta fighters raced by to join the action. The site was beautiful, and morale jumped sky high. The twenty destroyers stationed at Turin also began to make their way towards the battle...
Meanwhile, the remaining sixteen Confederation frigates were in deep trouble. Now outnumbered badly by their rivals, the frigates had no choice but to fall back behind the lines of fighters.
"Skyblade to fleet. Frigates are attempting a fallback, and maybe a possible retreat. Destroyers, get rid of as many of those as you can, for they may return to haunt us."
The slow and clumsy frigates could not outrun the Destroyers that plowed them down one my one. Tremendous amounts of proton fore ripped away at the hulls, while the remaining missiles were used.
"R.S.S Wasp to Skyblade. Frigate fleet has an additional eight losses, with three more badly damaged. The remaining have exited the battle."
"Great work, Wasp! You'll get a promotion, I promise. Now go and help those Mantas finish off the Confederation fighters. The Mantas have been working hard, and they need relief. And remember, there are still twenty Confederation cruisers on their way here. Save all remaining torpedoes and rockets for those suckers. Those are your orders. Skyblade out."
Captain Skyblade took his Destroyers towards the waves of gunboats and patrol ships. In doing so, a wing of five patrol ships made a quick run directly towards the Triton Corsair. Proton fire tore away at the front section of the ship, causing minor damage.
"Skyblade to turret gunners. Target those patrol ships...They're after our own craft."
The Patrol Ships sped by the Triton Corsair, and made a sharp turn to make a second pass. On doing so, four proton turrets returned fire, knocking out two patrol ships instantly. The other three were about to destroy turret number three, but Vollorium thought otherwise. Two of the patrol ships suddently exploded from waves of turbolasers, and the other retreated to join his comrades.
"Thanks, Vollorium! Those fighters were about to knock out my turrets. I have a report that the R.S.S. Hornet is receiving damage. Take your wing over there and see if you can help out."
As the Triton Corsair fired volley after volley of protons into the ranks of Confederation fighters, exploding patrol ships and gunboats was becoming an increasing site.
As the Triton Corsair downed yet another fighter with protons, Skyblade suddenly noticed the R.S.S. Wasp. It was being swarmed by ten gunboats, and heavy rockets had totally decimated the ship.
"Wasp to Skyblade, Wasp to Skyblade! We're taking severe hits! Our shields are failing! Requesting immediate assis-"
The voice was cut off just as Skyblade watched the Wasp explode into a huge ball of flames. Shrapnal began to hit the Corsair's shields. Skyblade whispered a quick prayer for his friends aboard the Wasp.
After being briefly stunned, Skyblade continued to feed orders to his fleet. His radio again echoed...
"Skyblade, Commander Phillips speaking. The Confederation fighters are now falling back. The good news is that the Confederation has lost 53 frigates, 183 patrol ships, and 74 gunboats. Our own losses measure 25 destroyers, and 149 Mantas: A low cost for what has been inclicted on the Confederation. The bad news is that the Confederation cruisers will be exiting hyperspace in forty-five seconds. Prepare your destroyer ranks. Phillips out."
As roughly 113 Confederation patrol ships began to retreat from the still-massive Rebel fleet, Skyblade sent his orders."
"All destroyers, fall back to original battle stations. We must get organized before the cruisers get here. Vollorium, you take what Mantas you can to the cruisers to get restalked with missiles and javelins. Destroyers, arm your rockets and get those torpedoes hot."
As the twenty-five destroyers stationed themselves in a battleline, the mantas raced back to the cruisers. The Turin defense fleet remained outside the cruisers and provided escort. The cruisers would remain behind the battle to deliever the final blow...
The commander of the Confederation cruiser, the C.N.S. Avenger, ordered his crew to pull the fleet out of hyperspace. He was extremely dissapointed that the seemingly unbeatable frigate fleet and waves of fighters had fallen back in panic and retreat. But he boastfully stated that the Rebel fleet would never destroy the large number of cruisers he commanded...
"There they are, I have visual!" Skyblade yelled over the comm. "Confederation cruisers are releasing fighters. All Mantas, avoid neutron fire and attack the engines. Let the capital ships take the Confederation cruiser head-on. All ships, move forward!"
The Mantas, now refreshed with more weapons and high morale, raced towards the Confederation cruisers. Their weapons shattered the engines of the large vessels, meanwhile doing their best to dodge the fire offered by the fighters.
The cruisers stubbornly resisted the small fighters that came at them. They fired neutron blasters and proton turrets rapidly, tearing their way through the Destroyer battleline. In a few minutes, battle reports raced across the Triton Corsair's viewing screen.
9 Destroyers lost, 32 Mantas destroyed. Four Confederation Cruisers destroyed, one disabled.
"We can't take those losses!" Skyblade announced. "Order the Destroyers to pull back once all secondaries are used!"
Heavy rockets all across the batteline raced toward the cruisers, and a few remaining torpedoes ripped away at the stabilizer wings. The Mantas continued to poud the engines of the cruisers in a desperate attempt to hault the massive crafts.
"Mantas, take on enemy fighters. All Rebel Cruisers, commence to battle. Let those Confeds have it!" Roared Admiral Phillips over the radio.
The Fifteen Rebel Cruisers released nearly one hundred torpedoes in half a minute. Heavy rockets also appeared frequently. The site was tremendous, and the Confederation's last attempt to win this battle looked grim.
Aboard the C.N.S. Avenger, the commander was in panic. His shields dropped to below 10%, and torpedoes continued to slam against his ship while emergeny lights flashed everywhere.
The commander, who had just been knocked to the floor by a voilent explosian and a now a bloody wreck, weakly stated over his still-functioning radio, "All Confederation cruisers, re...retreat from battle. This day bel-..belongs to the Rebellion." As soon as he finished his sentence, his ships exploded from overwheling amounts of proton fire.
Skyblade ordered his fleet to hault, and watched as a few torpedoes chased the Confederation cruisers during their attempt to exit Turin. While the seven remaining and damaged cruisers hyperspaced for the safety of the core worlds, Skyblade couldn't help but let a beam of pride appear on his face.
"The Rebellion has triumphed! Our government lives on, and the Confederation has attacked, but failed. We shall prevail, till the days of our corrupt and former government are over. Long live the Rebellion!"
Chears rang all over the Comm. The courageous and battle-weary Rebel fleet headed for Turin, ready to make yet another attack on Sol when the day came...This was truelly one of the Rebellion's finest moments.
(This message has been edited by Captain Skyblade (edited 06-01-2001).)
Macavenger leads his his Cruiser R.S.S. Annihilator and its fleet of 6 Destroyers around the Confederation worlds to the Trugati Asteroid belt, then arrows in on the NGC-6564 system. With so many Confederate resources expended in the attack on Turin, Ruby is running on a skeleton crew, defended only by a Cruiser and a few fighters. The cruiser succumbs to a hail of torpedoes within 20 seconds, while the Annihilator picks off all the fighters with missiles and Proton bolts. Ruby launches its defense fighters that were not called to the front in a vain attempt to defend the installation. They are promptly thrown back across the system by the destroyers rockets. The fleet then loops in close and blows the research facility off the face of the moon.
Surveying the wreckage, Macavenger notes that the Confederates are not going to salvage a weapon prototype out of the deal this time, and mumbles the old line about doing a job yourself.
The fleet then proceeds back to the main Rebel worlds in preparation for the next rebel offensive, which may be easier now that the Confeds lack a key research outpost.
P.S. Skyblade, stock Rebel Cruisers don't come with torpedoes.
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