REALSPACE, ~10 KM DIAGONALLY BELOW/IN FRONT OF MAIN CIS FLEET
ENEMIES: BOOTLEG SITH
OPERATION: WRAP UP THE STRIKE
The battle had at last turned in Rick's favor.
Rick and his Confederate allies had dished significant damage on the Jen'ari and Chiss defense fleets, pushing them closer and closer to the planet. The planet's shield network had at last collapsed, leaving the planet's cities open for thousands of Confederate troops to enter. The planet's once thriving shipyards were now being obliterated, production for an enemy's war effort vaporized in an instant.
Perhaps after the battle, ORME could send in a few ships to scavenge the metal fragments before the Jen'ari returned.
The time had finally come for Rick to depart.
Even Pickle Rick's shielding was not infinitely durable, and soon the ship's heavy armaments would run dry. The two supercarriers had been strained in maintaining control of such a large detachment of starfighters, who were now returning to their hangars after a successful strafing run. In the expansive bridge of Pickle Rick, a final set of commands were issued.
[Pickle Rick to Sixth Fleet detachments. We are departing the battle after a positive damage tradeoff. This may be a large battle, but there are plenty of those nowadays. Our true faction, the Silver Jedi Order, needs us. So we must take the route we entered the system in to leave, and join our fleet in restoring justice to the galaxy.]
Not a second after the fleet comms concluded their message, Pickle Rick began to turn around, its right engines coming offline while its left engines burned especially bright. The two supercarriers did the same, angling themselves slightly downward to avoid colliding with any Confederate warships. All of the deployed starfighters returned to their hangars, and began the refueling process.
Blue and white streaks began to fill Rick's vision as Pickle Rick entered hyperspace.