CSILLA
Location: Central Command Station; Csaplar.
Objective: Ensure the removal of Jen'ari forces on Csilla.
Allies: The Sith Empire & allies.
Enemies: Jen'ari Empire & allies.
It is important to perceive danger coming at you, but it remains far more vital to see what threatens your blind spots.
It would be civil war, then.
Across the frozen planet of Csilla, numerous groups of anti-Jen'ari Ascendancy members began taking action. Soldiers, officers, trained civilians; each of them accessed hidden caches and supplies, which had been stored during the "treaty" discussions, in preparation for a failure in Aristocra leadership. Unfortunately, despite logical advice, the Jen'ari Empire had been allowed to infiltrate the Chiss and establish a foothold. Now it fell to the true members of the Ascendancy to remove the blight from their midst. This meant that civil war erupted within the cities, through the streets, as masses of civilians began hindering efforts of the Jen'ari forces. Meanwhile, highly trained and loyal military forces were performing covert operations, sabotaging generators, assassinating high ranking Jen'ari officers, and abducting traitorous Chiss leaders to contain them during the events, removing their effectiveness.
The Chiss were prepared. Not all supported the Jen'ari, nor would they allow another tyrannical Empire to choke their freedom from them again. The Iron Empire had ensured that stance by many hundreds of thousands, if not millions. The Chiss did not forget so easily and the Jen'ari would discover that soon enough... and the arrival of the Sith Empire was the
call to arms.
* * *
Meanwhile, Mitth'orn'eruod walked through the stark, sterile corridors of the central command station, his black uniform with red piping and military bars pristine. As a Vice Admiral of the CEDF, the Chiss was afforded some degree of freedom during crisis events such as these, allowing him to remain on station to assist with the defenses of Csilla. That said, Mitth'orn'eruod did not support nor condone the occupation of the Jen'ari forces, but neither had he expressed his feelings outright or publicly. In fact, as a proud member of the Ascendancy and part of a Ruling Family, the Vice Admiral was determined to return the status quo of the Chiss to what it had been before the infestation of Jen'ari. All Mitth'orn'eruod could consider was the manipulation of the Ruling Families and the Aristocra, with the pitiful
treaty agreement being little more than conniving and bribery. Those responsible would also pay, exiled from the Chiss forever, bringing the burden of shame onto their relatives for decades to come...
Nonetheless, the situation was as it was, and now action was required. Mitth'orn'eruod glanced back to the squad of Chiss Commandos that marched behind him, nodding, as the group reached their destination - the planetary defense hub. Mitth'orn'eruod pressed his hand to the panel beside the door, waiting a moment until it registered his prints and allowed entry. The formidable force walked inside, spreading out into a casually defensive structure. The Commandos encircled the room, backs to walls, weapons over shoulders. Mitth'orn'eruod, with purpose and command, walked forward and approached the command console, looking over the various personnel in uniforms.
"Status update on the planetary shields?" Mitth'orn'eruod asked one of the techs, looking down at her with red eyes glowing.
"Fully operational, Admiral, but it's taken some heavy impacts from the Sith forces," She replied, checking several panels. "They're using a powerful cannon from the command ship, but so far the shields are holding."
"I see," Mitth'orn'eruod responded absently, noticing that some of the defense hub personnel were glancing back at the Chiss Commandos.
"Don't mind them. There's been reports of insurgency across the planet, and this squad is assigned to me for protection from rebellious elements."
For several moments longer, Mitth'orn'eruod observed, watching the techs work. He studied the panels, how they adjusted levers and buttons, began understanding the gauges and readouts rather quickly, and surmised this shield control wasn't too dissimilar to the Chiss Star Destroyers boards. That made the task simpler. Mitth'orn'eruod glanced over his shoulder, before nodding his head slightly; and in response, the Chiss Commandos began preparing, physically adjusting stances and grips, but not drawing weapons
just yet...
"Lieutenant, I require passage for my ships through the shield," Mitth'orn'eruod said smoothly, looking down at the female Chiss working the panels alongside others.
"To avoid endangering ground forces, a rear exit on the opposite side of the planet is satisfactory. They can micro-jump as required. Also, I will need a copy of the encrypted minefield frequencies, so I can relay it to my commanders, and avoid our forces activating the defensive systems."
"Yes sir," The Lieutenant confirmed, pressing a series of buttons quickly. She placed a small comm unit into a place on the board, typing rapidly on the holographic display. Several moments later, she offered the small device to the Vice Admiral. "As requested, the defensive frequencies. I've included the next twelve frequency cycles, to compensate for security encryption changes during the conflict, a standard countermeasure to enemy slicers or units attempting to use the frequency also."
"Thank you, Lieutenant," Mitth'orn'eruod replied, taking the device. He promptly keyed in a transmission, a tight-beam frequency that would reach
particular individuals in wait.
"Have there been any security breach concerns in the command station, thus far? Any cause for concern or alarm?"
"No sir, not that we're aware of," She said flatly, focusing on the task of maintaining planetary shielding. "There have been reports of some renegade military units throughout the city, but nothing here in defense command."
"Excellent," Mitth'orn'eruod turned and flicked his fingers.
"Commandos."
As one unified front, the Chiss Commandos launched into action. One immediately activated a comm-jammer, several others activated ysalamiri pods, and the remaining commandos stepped forward and opened fire with stun rifles. Mitth'orn'eruod turned to look at the Lieutenant as most of the other personnel present were knocked unconscious and detained, offering her a nod.
"Thank you, Lieutenant Nlurn'eputu'uoshu, the Ascendancy appreciates your willingness to confront the Jen'ari threat," The Vice Admiral said with the hint of a smile.
"I believe it's time those planetary shields suffered a catastrophic loss of power from the system... it appears the attacking Sith Empire has landed a critical blow to our grid, causing shield failure."
"Yes, Admiral," Nlurn'eputu'uoshu nodded, smiling. "I'll begin the power down sequence, it will take a little time to be completely gone, but small holes and gaps should begin appearing almost immediately."
She returned to the station, fingers tapping on keys rapidly. Within moments the planetary shield began falling, with an alert from the defense command being sent to all leaders that the last Sith Empire cannon attack had damaged the generators... and for good measure, Nlurn'eputu'uoshu activated the land-side invasion lockdown protocol, which began causing areas of the central command to enter security lockdown. Across the structure, hallways were closed, blastdoors were lowered, communication lines and frequencies were reduced to avoid enemy intrusion, and alarms began blaring. The defense command was now effectively sealed off, with limited access and permissions falling to the ranking officers on the command desk... in this case, Lieutenant Nlurn'eputu'uoshu.
"And now we witness the removal of the Jen'ari and the effectiveness of the Sith Empire..."
* * *
Above the planet Csilla, the planetary shield began to flicker randomly in small places, as power began to drain slowly...
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