Admiral Sarn, commander of the Galactic Coalition Taskforce Saber, was on patrol. He did not like patrol, and was very angry that he had to do it. He wanted to actually do something important.

"Sir, we have an incoming message. It's from Farquak."

"Open up a channel."

" Admiral Sarn, this is Fleet Admiral Smith. I need you to lead some forces into battle for us. You will have two Imperial Star Destroyers Mark II coming out of hyperspace at your current position in ten minutes. Use that force to assault Bilbringi.”

Fleet Admiral Sarn looked out the viewport of his Defender Gunship. Behind it flew four more Defender Gunships. Soon two Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers would be arriving, greatly enhancing his fire power.

"What can we expect in reinforcements?”

"At the moment, nothing. I am trying to get some more ships to go there as soon as I can contact them.”

“I understand. We will leave as soon as the rest of the fleet arrives.”

“Good luck, and may the Force be with you.”

The channel was cut.

"Ok Captain you hear him, are all our systems ready for battle?"

"Yes sir."

"Good."

“Sir, the Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers have come out of hyperspace.”

“Good. Plot a course to Bilbringi.”

“Yes sir.”

Admiral Sarn transferred over to the first Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer, Freedom

1 hour and 50 minutes later, they arrived at the edge of the Bilbringi system.

"Jam all long distance communications."

"Yes sir."

"Sir, I am reading some shipyards in orbit, numbers unknown. They are on our side of the planet. I'm not sure about ships or planetary defenses."

"Excellent. Micro-jump towards the planet, get as close as you can. Once we come out of our micro-jump, plot a course towards the shipyards, place the between us and the planet."

"Yes sir."

The fleet micro-jumped into the system, after spending only a one minute at the edge of the system. The second they reverted, the jamming went back up, having only been down for ten seconds.

"Shields up, power up weapons, load all missile tubes, advance towards the shipyards. All guns, target the first shipyard. Fire when we get in range."

"Yes sir."

The fleet advanced at flank speed towards the first shipyard.

“Sir I am reading one Gencore Two Shield Generator and at least one network of Advanced Turbolasers.”

“Position us so that the shipyards will block us from any ground fire coming from the planet.”

“Yes sir.”

“Citizens of Bilbringi, this is Fleet Admiral Sarn of the Galactic Coalition Navy. We are not here to hurt you, the civilians. We are only here to damage the New Order. We will do nothing against you. We are only here for the shipyards and any Imperial vessel. Imperial forces, stand down, evacuate your ships and the shipyards, and you will not be harmed. Do anything else and we kill you when we destroy the shipyards.”

The fleet continued too advanced, shields and weapons powered up and activated. Targeting computers were preparing to target the SYs, and missile tubes were being loaded.

Meanwhile, back at Farquak.

"Sir, we have managed to contact Taskforce Strike. They are on route to Bilbringi as we speak."

"Excellent. Let the Imperials think that we only have 2 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers and 5 Defender Gunships involved in that battle. Our true numbers will remain hidden. Continue looking for more ships to send to Bilbringi."

"Yes sir."

The search went on for reinforcements, while Admiral Sarn attacked Bilbringi, and Admiral Port flew to Bilbringi.

Fleet Manifest:

Position: In system, attacking, in range of the Advanced Turbolaser, currently flying to position shipyards between themselves and the Advanced Turbolasers.

Taskforce Saber :
Admiral Sarn, commander of the Galactic Coalition Taskforce Saber, was on patrol. He did not like patrol, and was very angry that he had to do it. He wanted to actually do something important.

"Sir, we have an incoming message. It's from Farquak."

"Open up a channel."

" Admiral Sarn, this is Fleet Admiral Smith. I need you to lead some forces into battle for us. You will have two Imperial Star Destroyers Mark II coming out of hyperspace at your current position in ten minutes. Use that force to assault Bilbringi.”

Fleet Admiral Sarn looked out the viewport of his Defender Gunship. Behind it flew four more Defender Gunships. Soon two Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers would be arriving, greatly enhancing his fire power.

"What can we expect in reinforcements?”

"At the moment, nothing. I am trying to get some more ships to go there as soon as I can contact them.”

“I understand. We will leave as soon as the rest of the fleet arrives.”

“Good luck, and may the Force be with you.”

The channel was cut.

"Ok Captain you hear him, are all our systems ready for battle?"

"Yes sir."

"Good."

“Sir, the Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers have come out of hyperspace.”

“Good. Plot a course to Bilbringi.”

“Yes sir.”

Admiral Sarn transferred over to the first Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer, Freedom

1 hour and 50 minutes later, they arrived at the edge of the Bilbringi system.

"Jam all long distance communications."

"Yes sir."

"Sir, I am reading some shipyards in orbit, numbers unknown. They are on our side of the planet. I'm not sure about ships or planetary defenses."

"Excellent. Micro-jump towards the planet, get as close as you can. Once we come out of our micro-jump, plot a course towards the shipyards, place the between us and the planet."

"Yes sir."

The fleet micro-jumped into the system, after spending only a one minute at the edge of the system. The second they reverted, the jamming went back up, having only been down for ten seconds.

"Shields up, power up weapons, load all missile tubes, advance towards the shipyards. All guns, target the first shipyard. Fire when we get in range."

"Yes sir."

The fleet advanced at flank speed towards the first shipyard.

“Sir I am reading one Gencore Two Shield Generator and at least one network of Advanced Turbolasers.”

“Position us so that the shipyards will block us from any ground fire coming from the planet.”

“Yes sir.”

“Citizens of Bilbringi, this is Fleet Admiral Sarn of the Galactic Coalition Navy. We are not here to hurt you, the civilians. We are only here to damage the New Order. We will do nothing against you. We are only here for the shipyards and any Imperial vessel. Imperial forces, stand down, evacuate your ships and the shipyards, and you will not be harmed. Do anything else and we kill you when we destroy the shipyards.”

The fleet continued too advanced, shields and weapons powered up and activated. Targeting computers were preparing to target the SYs, and missile tubes were being loaded.

Fleet Manifest:

Position: In system, attacking, in range of the Advanced Turbolaser, currently flying to position shipyards between themselves and the Advanced Turbolasers.

Taskforce Saber:

1 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer- Freedom
1 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer- Peace
1 Defender Gunship- DG-01
1 Defender Gunship- DG-02
1 Defender Gunship- DG-03
1 Defender Gunship- DG-04
1 Defender Gunship- DG-05

Position:
On route to Bilbringi, for the same side of the planet as Taskforce Saber is on.

Taskforce Strike

Admiral Sarn, commander of the Galactic Coalition Taskforce Saber, was on patrol. He did not like patrol, and was very angry that he had to do it. He wanted to actually do something important.

"Sir, we have an incoming message. It's from Farquak."

"Open up a channel."

" Admiral Sarn, this is Fleet Admiral Smith. I need you to lead some forces into battle for us. You will have two Imperial Star Destroyers Mark II coming out of hyperspace at your current position in ten minutes. Use that force to assault Bilbringi.”

Fleet Admiral Sarn looked out the viewport of his Defender Gunship. Behind it flew four more Defender Gunships. Soon two Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers would be arriving, greatly enhancing his fire power.

"What can we expect in reinforcements?”

"At the moment, nothing. I am trying to get some more ships to go there as soon as I can contact them.”

“I understand. We will leave as soon as the rest of the fleet arrives.”

“Good luck, and may the Force be with you.”

The channel was cut.

"Ok Captain you hear him, are all our systems ready for battle?"

"Yes sir."

"Good."

“Sir, the Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers have come out of hyperspace.”

“Good. Plot a course to Bilbringi.”

“Yes sir.”

Admiral Sarn transferred over to the first Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer,

1 hour and 50 minutes later, they arrived at the edge of the Bilbringi system.

"Jam all long distance communications."

"Yes sir."

"Sir, I am reading some shipyards in orbit, numbers unknown. They are on our side of the planet. I'm not sure about ships or planetary defenses."

"Excellent. Micro-jump towards the planet, get as close as you can. Once we come out of our micro-jump, plot a course towards the shipyards, place the between us and the planet."

"Yes sir."

The fleet micro-jumped into the system, after spending only a one minute at the edge of the system. The second they reverted, the jamming went back up, having only been down for ten seconds.

"Shields up, power up weapons, load all missile tubes, advance towards the shipyards. All guns, target the first shipyard. Fire when we get in range."

"Yes sir."

The fleet advanced at flank speed towards the first shipyard.

“Sir I am reading one Gencore Two Shield Generator and at least one network of Advanced Turbolasers.”

“Position us so that the shipyards will block us from any ground fire coming from the planet.”

“Yes sir.”

“Citizens of Bilbringi, this is Fleet Admiral Sarn of the Galactic Coalition Navy. We are not here to hurt you, the civilians. We are only here to damage the New Order. We will do nothing against you. We are only here for the shipyards and any Imperial vessel. Imperial forces, stand down, evacuate your ships and the shipyards, and you will not be harmed. Do anything else and we kill you when we destroy the shipyards.”

The fleet continued too advanced, shields and weapons powered up and activated. Targeting computers were preparing to target the SYs, and missile tubes were being loaded.

Fleet Manifest:

Position: In system, attacking, in range of the Advanced Turbolaser, currently flying to position shipyards between themselves and the Advanced Turbolasers.


Admiral Sarn, commander of the Galactic Coalition Taskforce Saber, was on patrol. He did not like patrol, and was very angry that he had to do it. He wanted to actually do something important.

"Sir, we have an incoming message. It's from Farquak."

"Open up a channel."

" Admiral Sarn, this is Fleet Admiral Smith. I need you to lead some forces into battle for us. You will have two Imperial Star Destroyers Mark II coming out of hyperspace at your current position in ten minutes. Use that force to assault Bilbringi.”

Fleet Admiral Sarn looked out the viewport of his Defender Gunship. Behind it flew four more Defender Gunships. Soon two Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers would be arriving, greatly enhancing his fire power.

"What can we expect in reinforcements?”

"At the moment, nothing. I am trying to get some more ships to go there as soon as I can contact them.”

“I understand. We will leave as soon as the rest of the fleet arrives.”

“Good luck, and may the Force be with you.”

The channel was cut.

"Ok Captain you hear him, are all our systems ready for battle?"

"Yes sir."

"Good."

“Sir, the Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers have come out of hyperspace.”

“Good. Plot a course to Bilbringi.”

“Yes sir.”

Admiral Sarn transferred over to the first Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer, Freedom

1 hour and 50 minutes later, they arrived at the edge of the Bilbringi system.

"Jam all long distance communications."

"Yes sir."

"Sir, I am reading some shipyards in orbit, numbers unknown. They are on our side of the planet. I'm not sure about ships or planetary defenses."

"Excellent. Micro-jump towards the planet, get as close as you can. Once we come out of our micro-jump, plot a course towards the shipyards, place the between us and the planet."

"Yes sir."

The fleet micro-jumped into the system, after spending only a one minute at the edge of the system. The second they reverted, the jamming went back up, having only been down for ten seconds.

"Shields up, power up weapons, load all missile tubes, advance towards the shipyards. All guns, target the first shipyard. Fire when we get in range."

"Yes sir."

The fleet advanced at flank speed towards the first shipyard.

“Sir I am reading one Gencore Two Shield Generator and at least one network of Advanced Turbolasers.”

“Position us so that the shipyards will block us from any ground fire coming from the planet.”

“Yes sir.”

“Citizens of Bilbringi, this is Fleet Admiral Sarn of the Galactic Coalition Navy. We are not here to hurt you, the civilians. We are only here to damage the New Order. We will do nothing against you. We are only here for the shipyards and any Imperial vessel. Imperial forces, stand down, evacuate your ships and the shipyards, and you will not be harmed. Do anything else and we kill you when we destroy the shipyards.”

The fleet continued too advanced, shields and weapons powered up and activated. Targeting computers were preparing to target the SYs, and missile tubes were being loaded.

Fleet Manifest:

Position: In system, attacking, in range of the Advanced Turbolaser, currently flying to position shipyards between themselves and the Advanced Turbolasers.

Taskforce Saber:

1 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer- Freedom
1 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer- Peace
1 Defender Gunship- DG-01
1 Defender Gunship- DG-02
1 Defender Gunship- DG-03
1 Defender Gunship- DG-04
1 Defender Gunship- DG-05

[b]Taskforce Strike </strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->:

1 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer-
1 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyer- Voyager
1 Defender Gunship- DG-06
1 Defender Gunship- DG-07
1 Defender Gunship- DG-08
1 Defender Gunship- DG-09
1 Defender Gunship- DG-10 [

Bilbringi,
Three Hours Prior to Terrorist Attack

"Captain Trinity, welcome to Bilbringi." The man said, smiling and offering the young woman his hand. "I'm General Herst, in charge of the construction facilities here."

Trinity nodded, shaking the man's hand and looking around the command deck of the Epsilon, one of the four shipyards currently orbiting Bilbringi.

"It's a pleasure, General." She returned evenly.

"The Admiral has great faith in you." He went on. "I admit, I've had my doubts that a Captain, especcially of your age, is a capable leader for a defensive force. But she speaks very highly of you... and I've seen Bhindi Drayson fight."

"Thank you, General." She turned, gazing out the viewports at the ships and defences arrayed around the planet. "I read the report on your world's defences, naturally. What's the overall status of the grid?"

Here, the man positively beamed. General Liam Herst was not, by any stretch, the brightest military mastermind ever to grace the deck of an Imperial ship. But he was a genius when it came to organization, and for that reason had been placed in command of the planet's yards and the mantinence of the planet's defence forces.

"We're operating at peak effeciency." He said proudly. "The last of the ground-based weapons have just been activated, and we're running tests on the systems now."

With a curt nod, Trinity walked to the viewports. The war was only a day old, if that. Admiral Drayson had returned from Carida only be recalled to defend Mechis III. And Ariel Trinity had been assigned here.

To defend the Imperial shipyards at Bilbringi. A most important task.

"Keep the sensor on full alert." She said, turning away from the windows.

"Do you really expect an attack?"

"One can never be to careful. Normally, I would say no. But the terrorists have shown themselves to be fools more than once."


Bilbringi, Star Destroyer Meteora
Minutes Prior to Terrorist Attack

"Captain on the bridge!" The call was standard amongst the Imperial Navy, and the entire bridge crew stood as one to salute her as Ariel Trinity stepped onto the bridge of the Meteora.

"Status?" She asked, addressing the vessel's executive officer.

"All systems show combat ready, Captain. We're at the ready."

It was somewhat of a strain, Trinity knew, to run an entire ship at red alert for an extended time. But if the terrorists chose to strike now...

"Captain!" The sensor operator yelled. "Contact coming out of hyperspace! Two Imperator Class Star Destroyers and five Unknown type vessels, probably Corvettes or Gunships."

Trinity was already issuing orders.

"Shields up! All weapons armed, prepare for combat." She paused, remebering suddenly the planet behind them. "Have the planet raise shields and charge their surface guns."

The orders were relayed at once, and the sensors began to pick up the charge of the guns on the ground. The shields would follow shortly, she knew.

"Long range communications have been jammed." The report was expected, and it hardly fazed Trinity as the Imperial fleet came to life around them.

She checked her sensor boards, and saw the enemy vessels already moving into range of the Advent, the first shipyard in orbit over Bilbringi.

"Bring the fleet out to engage the enemy." She ordered swiftly. "Jam their long-range communications. Arm all missile tubes and heavy weapons.

"Launch starfighter sqaudrons as ready."

The Empire would defend it's worlds with force. And the terrorists would learn the costs of attacking the New Order.

"Planet reports shields at 100% capacity. Surface guns have aquired targets and are awaiting instructions."

"Have them hold their fire." The Captain said, smiling thinly.

"Enemy group is attempting to hide between the yards and the guns!" Another officer cried.

"No good. There are to many emplacements." At best, the move would mean a quarter of the guns would be unable to target the enemy. And the terrorists would be severly restricted in movement if they wished to remain in that position.

"Coming into range now, Captain." One of the officers said, and almost immediatly the guns began to thunder.

At the angle the Imperial fleet held, they were coming up below the enemy craft. It essentially meant that they could bring their entire gun compliment to bare, while the enemy could only target its ventral emplacements.

"Fire at will." Trinity said with a small shrug. Those guns that were not already doing so began to fire, and the battle was joined.


<font size=1>OOC

Imperial Fleet Manifest

Archangel Class Star Destroyer Meteora
Reign Class Star Destroyer Andúril
Reign Class Star Destroyer Silmaril
Victory Class Star Destroyer Scion
Victory Class Star Destroyer Triad
Victory Class Star Destroyer Brawl
Victory Class Star Destroyer Terror
20 Sqaudrons TIE Defender

Imperial Surface-Space Defences

2 Gencore Level II Shield Netoworks (Active)
4 KDY Advanced Turbolaser Networks (Active)

OOC: I can easily hide behind the shipyards. They are 40km long, 10km wide and 10km tall.

Farquak

Fleet Admiral Smith sat silently in his command chair. They had only found one set of reinforcements. 4 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers and 10 Defender Gunships would not beat whatever fleet was at Bilbringi. He hadn't wanted to strip any planets of theri defences, but he found that he had to.

"Call Relay Five."

"Yes sir."

Relay Five was the relay that connected Azguard to Farquak.

"Sir, we need you to send all available ships to Bilbringi immediately."

"Why?"

"We have staged an attack there and planned to send reinforcements, but we can't contact any other taskforces. our current taskforce will surely die without support."

"I understand. Azguards will never let down a fellow warrior. I will send some reinforcements."

"Thank you."

Next Fleet Admiral Smith called Admiral Dawara, through a long, complicated set of relays. He had been on a top secret, very important mission, but was now needed at Bilbringi. Also, since he was in the Unknown Regions, he was supposedly close by.

"Admiral Dawara, I command you to stop your current mission and jump into the Bilbringi."

"Yes sir. I understand."

Now Fleet Admiral Smith could lean back and relax. He felt that he had sent enough reinforcements for the moment. But if he didn't get a call within ten minutes updating him on the progress of the fleet, he would send in mroe reinforcements, if he could find them.

Bilbringi

Suddenly the ships rocked.

"Sir, we are under attack."

"Fire all missiles at the first shipyard.. Continue towards the shipyards. All guns, fire at the shipyard."

25 advanced concussion missiles flew out at first shipyards, impacting on it, and taking a bite out of it. The Defender Gunships surged ahead, going faster then any other Imperial or Galactic Coalition capital ship in the system. Beam weapons were unloaded on the shipyard.

"Sir we have reversions. 2 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers and 5 Defender Gunships. They are on the rear of the enemy formation, and coming on hard."

"Excellent. Continue firing."

The newly arrived fleet immediately powered up shields and weapons. Then missile tubes were loaded up.

"All guns, fire on the rearmost ship, that Victory Star Destroyer. All ion cannons, fire at the command tower. Try to hit the top."

"Yes sir."

The guns on all of the vessels in Taskforce Strike flew in at that rear of the Terror. It's shields began dropping quickly. Ion cannons bolts went through the shields, and impacted on the hull, on the command tower. Some shots missed, hitting the engines. Communications, sensor arrays and shield generators were all hit by the ion cannon salvo. Blue lightning spread across the rear of the ship as 10 ion cannons from each Imperial Star Destroyer, and 10 ion cannons from each Defender Gunship fired, blots of blue flying out and hitting the hull. Heavy Turbolaser Batteries, Heavy Turbolaser Cannons and Turbolaser Cannons all fired at the ship.

Damages:

TNO:

1 Shipyard-medium damage
1 VSD
Engines:10% disabled
Shield Generators: 30% disabled
Communications/Sensors/Bridge:25% disabled
Weapons: 15% disabled
Shields: Down to 40%-due to shield generators being partially disabled and fire from turbolasers.


Reinforcements:

Taskforce Azguard-coming in from a jump point, not Azguard itself

5 Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers

Taskforce Defender-coming in from middle of unknown regions, not a hidden planet, they were looking for planets, didn't find anything

19 Defender Gunships

(Dude, come on. It's a long way from the edge of the system to firing range.)

The Meteora

The Imperial fleet entered the fray with all guns blazing, striking hard against the bottom hulls of the enemy Star Destroyers.

"Make the best of it while we have the advantadge." Trinity ordered swiftly, watching one of the enemy Star Destroyers fire on the shipyard. The terrorists would no doubt have more ships coming, and it would do the Empire best to have the current interlopers done with when they showed up.

The enemy ships were firing missiles, now. Only a handful - the Metoera carred more than enough Phalanx cannons to stop the bulk of them with ease.

A few shots made it through, and caused a moderate ammount of damage to a completely nonessential docking collar.

"Surface guns are reporting full charge, Admiral." One of the officers put in, and Trinity smiled. The shipyards were big, certainly, but there were hundreds of guns on the surface.

"Select primary targets and fire." She ordered swiftly, turning her attention back to the battle outside. The three largest Imperial craft were targetting the smaller enemy ships, and (in a completely metaphorical sense, of course) utterly raping them. The small craft simply could not deal with the tremendous fire facing them from the Imperial lines.

"Surface guns firing now, Captain." Indeed, in sequence (so that the surface was never unprotected) the two shields let the energy bolts flash through, striking the enemy Star Destroyers as they moved into position.

"Critical damage." The sensor officer said, watching the explosions ripple across the enemy ships.

"Jamming has dropped to neligible levels." Another officer reported evenly.

"Punch through, report to Yaga Minor. Request assistantance." The enemy would no doubt be sending their own brand of aide.

"Captain! Enemy contacts directly aft! They're moving in fast!"

The enemy fleet was nearly done with. Both the Star Destroyers were cracked and broken, their guns silent and shieldless. The smaller ships were fighting bravely, but they were nothing when compared to the sheer force of the Empire's in-system fleet.

"We're getting word from Yaga Minor, Captain." An officer reported. "It's scratchy, but they've acnkowledged and new forces are en-route."

Outside, one of the enemy Gunships grew dark and its guns stopped firing.

"Bring the fleet around." Trinity ordered, watching the advance of the enemy on her sensor display. The timing would have to be just right...

"Targets aquired!" The cry came.

"Fire."

The missiles fired. The enemy ships were good - she had to give them that. Anti-missile devices were already firing. And if the Star Destroyers had been at a dead stop, they may have stood a chance.

But they weren't. Moving at flank speed, and the missiles doing likewise, there was no chance to stop more than a minute handful. Most impacted across the bow of the lead Star Destroyer, collapsing shields and rupturing hull plating.

"Fire turbolasers." Trinity ordered, relaxing into her command chair. The battle was only just begun, but the Empire had drawn first blood.

<font size=1>OOC : Damages[/u]

TGC

2 Imperator II Star Destroyers Rendered Inoperable
(Due to surface fire)
1 Imperator II Star Destroyer Damaged
(Due to missile fire)
3 Defender Class Gunships Rendered Inoperable
(Due to the full Imperial fleet firing on them)

TNO

1 Victory Class Star Destroyer Minor Damage
(Due to enemy fire)

OOC : Reinforcements

Imperator II Class Star Destroyer Majestic
Imperator II Class Star Destroyer Basilisk
Imperator II Class Star Destroyer Repulse
Imperator II Class Star Destroyer Gauntlet
18 Fire Class Light Frigates
32 Sqaudrons TIE Defender

Admiral Sarn frowned as the two ISD's under his control were hit with Advanced Turbolaser fire.

"Sir, we have moderate damage on our bow. Engines intact, and running smoothly."

"Damm. Full, speed ahead, get us behind the shipyards. Continue firing at will."

"Sir, the enemy has launched a salvo of missiles at the Liberty. The Elite worked as expected, and they have suffered only minor damage to their shields."

"That's good news."

"Three of our Defender Gunships have been severally damaged. They won't be able to make hyperspace."

"Crap. Place them behind us, covering us from the planet. Then get them to program a course that keeps them between us and the planet on a course out of system. All ships, retreat to the edge of the system. Bilbringi is too heavily defended. They probably have reinforcements on the way."

"I understand s-. Sir, we have reversions. Five Imperial Mark II Star Destroyers and 19 Defender Gunships."

"Order them to lay down covering fire. Stay out of the gravity well. All forces are to retreat to the reinforcements. All ships that don't have your missiles tubes loaded, do that now."

"Yes sir."

Both the fleets retreated at flank speed, the damaged Defender Gunships covered the two damaged Imperial Star Destroyers. The Defenders had been evacuated, and were following a course, being sent to their nav computers using the communications. They were also set to self-destruct in two minutes. Even if the enemy completely disabled them, the thermal detenators would exploded, erasing all information on the Galactic Coalition, it's military and it's hidden worlds. The co-ordinates to any hidden planets was erased from all the ships except for the ISDs in Taskforce Azguard.

OOC Damages:

TNO:
VSD-shields down, engines 30%disabled/destroyed
Any ships that trys to stop us(coming from the planet) will be severally hurt due to a massive kill zone behind us. Also note that any ground fire will hit the Defender Gunships covering us.

The Meteora


Captain Ariel Trinity watched the enemy fleet move with a small smile. The two Imperator Star Destroyers that had begun the attack were struggling, and even as she watched they (seemed) to try and move closer to the shipyards.

"Mantain positions." She said evenly, as the Meteora came alongside the third damaged enemy Star Destroyer. The missiles had not has as great an effect as she had anticipated - the enemy's antimissile defence system was impressive.

But still, at least half of the missiles and penetrated, and the forward shields had been brought down. It was this section of the ship that the larger Imperial vessel targetted.

The heavy batteries bit in first, slagging the batteries of the enemy vessel almost as fast as those weapons coule fire. Having designed the ship the enemy was using, and having built literally thousands of them, the crews knew full well where to shoot.

With each volley, fewer and fewer enemy guns responded.

"Target the heavy emplacements." Trinity ordered, smiling thinly. Slowly, as if just awaking, the massive turret guns of the ship swivelled to target, and as one all opened up.

The continious beam turbolaser burst out across the hull of the enemy warships, driving deep into their hulls and exploding power generators, armouries, and even metal.

"Enemy vessels are taking damage." The sensor officer reported, even as the ship began to move forward, trying to escape.

"Hyperspace reversion! Edge of the system... not moving."

Another report, and Trinity snapped around to check her display. Indeed, a group of Star Destroyers had emerged from hyperspace and were presently laying down useless cover fire for their fleeing comrades...

"Surface guns firing." The two damaged enemy vessels were limping away from the battle, and had cleared the horizon of the shipyards. They were in full sight, now, of the planetary guns.

"Direct hits." The officer said, watching the two enemy vessels (struck this time in the stern) stop. Both, she knew instantly, were utterly disabled. In all liklihood, they would be destroyed by their crews. If the shots hadn't penetrated and damaged the reactor, that was.

The two Gunships that had been hanging back to 'cover' the massive ship couldn't hope to stop the ground weapons - there was simply to much of a target up there.

"Surface guns firing again!" The other two turbolasers had fired, now, striking high into the sky and striking the topside of the fourth and final enemy vessel hard. It shuddered from the impacts, and shields began to collapse.

Here, too, the Gunships tried. But the Star Destroyer was massive, and only a handful of Gunships were present. One shot skimmed the shields of a small vessel, but both impacted the enemy ship, hard.

Immediatly, the Andúril and Silmaril (the two Reign Class Star Destroyers that had been targetting it) brought their guns to bare, stripping the vessel of its movement abilities first and with reknewed vigour.

"More reversions, Captain! Imperial forces, on the edge of the system."


The Majestic

"Shields up, weapons armed!" Captain Ratz ordered quickly as the small force under his command emerged from hyperspace. The battle was already under way... barely.

"Reading two enemy vessels disabled, another two suffering heavy damage." The sensor officer reported evenly.

"Five ships dead ahead, laying down covering fire."

The Captain checked his monitor, and smiled grimly. The reinforcements had arrived almost on top of the enemy force, rotated 180 degress to them and within firing range, though slightly 'behind' their forces.

"All ships are to select a target and fire on my mark." He said. "Right. Fire."

The first shots of the day from this new force struck home with reckless abandon. Turbolaser crews focused their fire on the enemy's weakest points - shield generators, fire control centres, and the engines.

Without the benefit of shields, these locations were reduced to scrap within seconds. Each of the Star Destroyers picked its own enemy vessel, and the Fire Frigates focused on the final ship.

In the first minute, the enemy back up was damaged, shields out and weapons systems damaged.

"Fools." The Captain said, shaking his head. "Are the fighters loaded and ready?"

"Aye, Captain."

"Right. Launch them all, and ensure shields are at full once they're clear. Let's clean this up, and get home.


The Meteora

"Enemy reinforcements have taken damage, Captain." One of the officers said. Trinity did not respond, instead stared at the hulk of the enemy fleet in orbit over Bilbringi.

"Very well. Broadcast an offer of immediate surrender. Continue firing until they accept." She pasued, reflecting for a moment. "Ensure the surface guns are charged, and all missile tubes are ready for another volley."

Outside the viewports, the two enemy Star Destroyers that had been struck earlier exploded. Whether their crews had demolished them, or the reactors had simply been damaged by the blast was not apparent... but when the fire cleared, both ships were gone.



<font size=1>OOC : Damages

2 Imperator Star Destroyers Destroyed
2 Imperator Star Destroyers Severely Damaged
5 Imperator Star Destroyers Moderately Damaged
(Also unshielded and suffering from weapons and engine failures)

The Meteora

"Nothing at all?" Captain Ariel Trinity asked again, watching the enemy ships as they did absolutely nothing. The sensor officer simply shook his head - no.

Apparently, the enemy fleet had been taken off guard by the vigour of the Imperial response. Now, with the noose tightening, it was to late to do much of anything.

"Continue broadcasting our offer of surrender." Trinity said, watching as a turbolaser salvo set off another series of chain reactions of the foremost enemy Star Destroyer.

"In the meantime, keep up our fire."


The Majestic

The enemy fleet wasn't moving. That was something of an upset to the crews of the Imperial fleet - a real battle would have been fun.

But as it was, they were faced simply by a nonmoving enemy, taking their shots in turn and not even trading fire.

"Status reports show the enemy's main power grids are down." An officer reported quickly. "Bridge facilities have been eliminated..."

It was nothing short of a massacare...


The Meteora

"Still no response?" Trinity asked.

"Negative, Captain. But the first enemy ship is beginning to break up."

Indeed, the Star Destroyer taking fire from the massive Imperial flagship was beginning to break apart. As was its sister.

And even the ships on the edge of the battlefield...

"Continue firing. If they want to surrender..."

She left the thought unfinished.


<font size=1>OOC : Damages</font>

2 Imperator Star Destroyers Inoperable
5 Imperator Star Destroyers Severely Damaged

Taskforce Azguard

Voices shouted across the bridge of the flagship of Taskforce Azguard.

"Sir, we have reversions behind us. They are firing on us."

"Planetary guns firing on the Imperial Star Destroyers."

"Reign Star Destroyers moving in on one of the ISDs."

"Unknown Star Destroyer and 4 Victory Star Destroyers firing on the other ISD."

"Course laid in for Jump Point Beta. It was transmitted to us from one of the now destroyed ISDs."

"Transmit it to the rest of the fleet."

"Yes sir."

"All guns, fire on one of the Imperial Star Destroyers."

"Yes sir."

All the guns in Taskforce Saber, Azguard and Defender all concentrated fire one one of the Imperial Star Destroyers.

"Taskforce Strike has managed to destroy the engines on their target. It's reactor is unprotected."

"Fire all missiles at that Victory Star Destroyer."

Most of the missiles flew into the Victory Star Destroyer, destroying the reactor. More turbolaser fire from the remains of Taskforce Strike finished the destruction.

"Sir, the two critically damaged ISDs have just contacted us. They have set their reactor to go critical. They have also transmitted the self-destruct code to the three Defender Gunships set to self-destruct. We are to get away from them. They have launched their escape pods, which have been picked up by our fleet. They have also wiped their computers. The Imperials will not get any information from this attack."

"I understand. Are we ready to jump?"

"Yes sir."

"Good. All ships, jump on my mark. Three, two, one, mark."

The fleet vanished into hyperspace, leaving only five ships left. Then those five ships self-destructed. No information was left behind for the Imperials.

Total Losses:
TNO:
1 VSD-destroyed
1 ISD-Severe damage
1 Shipyard-medium damage

GC:
4 Imperial Star Destroyers-destroyed(2 self-destruct)
3 Defender Gunships-destroyed(self-destruct)
5 ISDs-Heavy Damage

(Jan, it still takes two posts to retreat from a battlefield. And you can hardly do severe damage to an ISD in one post.)


The Zen

"No response." The birdge of the Star Destroyer was silent for a moment, the officers watching as the two enemy vessels continued to soak up damage. The offer of surrender had recieved no reply from the enemy forces.

"Continue broadcasting." Trinity ordered quieltly. "And continue firing."

Turbolaser blasts continued to lance out, erupting across the hulls of the enemy ships.

"Missile firing!" The report came from sensors, and indeed the smaller enemy vessels were firing their warheads. But they were few - far to few - to do any real harm to the Imperial fleet.

"The Scion has been struck. Reporting engine failure... reactor failure." The Victory Star Destroyer was going dark, its reactor shut down by the blast. But it appeared to be stable, at least.

"Order them to shut down all systems." The enemy force was directing their fire at that ship now, and in its unshielded state she could hardly hope to evade the fire coming at it.

But it was little, the devestation caused by the Imperial defence all but complete.

"Enemy Imperators are going critical..." The sesnsor officer reported. There was a moment in which the Imperial fleet backpedalled, caught off guard by the readings.

Then the two ships went dead, systems dying as the reactor was taken off line, and then it exploded.

The blast cleared the sensor screen, even the smaller Defender Gunships were gone.

"Holy shit." Someone said.


The Majestic

"To little, to late." The Captain said as the guns of the enemy fleet began to swing up and fire on the Imperial Task Force.

Without power grids and weapons control, the shots were wasted. No cooridinated assault could be launched, and the shields of the Imperial fleet shrugged off the assault with ease.

There was no need to give the order to continue firing. The Imperators were pounding the enemy vessels, turbolasers and ion cannons biting through the hull and scoring hits against vital targets.

Like engines.

"Looks like they're attempting to run." The sensor officer said. Indeed, the smaller escorts of the enemy were lined up in a jump formation.

Almost as one, they made the leap into hyperspace.

The other ships tried - they really did. One of the Imperators managed to jump, only to suffer an internal explosion of its engines and tumble back into realspace, trailing debris, its lights dark.

The others barely moved - the assault by the Imperial defenders had hurt their delicate machinery to deeply.

"No response to Captain Trinity's offer of surrender?" The Captain asked, watching as turbolaser and ion beams continued to pound the enemy ship.

"Negative, Captain."

No one said it, but if the enemy didn't do something soon, they would all be killed.


The Zen

"We're reading life pods, Captain. Several thousand."

Survivours, no doubt. From the enemy ships.

There were no threats left in their sector of space, and the Imperial fleet immediatly began the task of picking up the pods.

"Still no reply." The com officer said.

They could only continue to broadcast.


<font size=1>OOC : Damages (In this round)

TGC

2 Imperator Star Destroyers Destroyed
(Self-destruct)
1 Imperator Star Destoryer Destroyed
(Failed hyperspace jump)
4 Imperator Star Destroyers Crippled & Completely Inoperable
(Task Force Azguard)
3 Defender Gunships
(Self-destruct)
19 Defender Gunships
(Successful hyperspace jump, retreated)


TNO

1 Imperator Star Destroyer Minor Damage
1 Victory Class Star Destroyer Crippled & Completely Inoperable

OOC:My ships did not have a failed hyperspace entry and they weren't crippled. Face it, I'm gone, though the ships need repairs. And that was my second post. And you did severe damage to 5 ISDs in one post with only 4 ISDs. I had 5 ISDs, and 21 Defender Gunships firing on one ISD. I think I can do severe damage.