Dominion ZU Dominion of Volik - Cry Havoc

[Ben Craig]

U N I O N​

Location: Volik
Focus: Subject 73 Red , Leenic Ellsil , Haon Hafey , Tyrael , Charles Castex
Dress: Link
Gear: DB-46C
Forces:

• Executor Troopers x7
  • Vernichten x10
• ICC-447 x8

"Look!" One of the troopers said pointing at the inside of the shuttle. Inside, a small fire had begun to start, soon the entire ship would be engulfed in flames. "Let's get out. The smoke will only further alert the enemy of our location." His men nodded, "Sir, we're receiving reports on the location of a bunker potentially jamming our comms." Ben looked to the man, "See if you can find an open signal and tell the fleet not to bomb the bunker." The trooper nodded, "Signal Alpha-Beta-Foxtrot, this is Lieutenant Kenick of the trooper unit assigned to Vice-Secretary Craig." Suddenly static was heard. The trooper continued, "Do not target the bunker, I repeat do not target the bunker. Target any weapons emplacements around the bunker." Ben nodded, and they headed towards the location of the bunker.

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[Charles Castex]

U N I O N​

Location: Volik Space, Bridge of The Sepulcher

Primary Objectives: 1. Eliminate hostile forces from Volik space

2. Make way for ground assault troops and support as needed

3. Blockade to prevent retreat of enemy forces from the planet and the space around it

Secondary Objectives of Tomb Fleet: 1. Capture and imprison retreating and surrendering enemy combatants discreetly.

2. Ship them away at the conclusion of the battle in state that is suitable for experimentation.

Wearing: A Long Black Version of his normal clothes with white flowers decorated all over it.

-His Razor Fingernails are firmly in place

-His Surgical Tools are tucked away in his cloak along

The Tomb Fleet:

Lead Ship: "The Sepulchre" , An Allegiance Infini Class Star Destroyer (Anvil Formation)

Composition:

Compellor-Class Star Cruiser "The Scythe"(Anvil Formation)

Compellor-Class Star Cruiser "The Reaper" (Anvil Formation)

Tyrant II Class Cruiser “The Antechamber” (Hammer Formation)

Loth Wolf-Class Patrol Frigate "Graveyard Shift" (Hammer Formation)

Skirmisher Infini II Class Frigate "Cloak" (Hammer Formation)

Skirmisher Infini II Class Frigate "Dagger" (Hammer Formation)

19x Squadron Slinger Infini MK I "Raider" Interceptor (3 Squadrons are supporting Hammer Formation)

3x Savant Class MG-BDT2 Bomber (2x Squadrons Assigned to Support Ben… 1x Assigned to Support Subject 73 Red)

”Sir we have gotten a message from the ground… it is under call sign Alpha-Beta-Foxtrot… from a trooper assigned to Vice-Secretary Craig. They are requesting bomber support, but do not want the bunker itself targeted… only any defense emplaces around it.” Charles stood up from his seat rather quickly at the mention of the Vice-Secretary. Ben had been one of the few men the Sith knew that earn his deep respect so quickly… and especially without any such Force abilities. So he had not only a vested interest in keeping the man alive, but also helping him succeed and so leaning over the Ensigns shoulder he instructed, ”Do what you can to clean up that signal and give top priority to any message from the Vice-Secretary. Tranquility please do me a favor and help me do that, I want to be able to give the bombers the best targeting runs possible… oh and…”

He paused for a moment as he turned back to the AI patting the communications officer on the shoulder for a job well done today. It was quiet signal to come to his office after the battle, as he would be mentioned in both dispatches and given a reward that the Sith found appropriate based on desire. He tried to give his men what they wanted. Promotions for those with goals that look to a Navy career, a large bonus for those who simply joined up to feed their families or make money, or rewards/medals for those looking for glory. Men of the Tomb Fleet knew all three things where considered just as valuable of the other, it was simply Charles using his position to look out for them. Cracking his neck he approached Tranquility, ”I believe I overheard that you have another operative that could use some help. I believe that two squadrons should be enough to help the Vice –Secretary, so the other can support your operative before swinging back around… to clean up whatever is left from the first bunker bombing run.”

Sitting back down with a slight flourish he pointed forward as he pressed the comm button beside him, ”Full Moon, Necromorphs, and Blood Suckers you boys have a go and good hunting. I want them given an escort of four fighter squads right to the edge of atmosphere and back.” The plant side bombers headed out towards the atmosphere meeting no resistance, it wasn’t until they were in the area that they finally did from the form of a few working anti-air craft guns… a craft from Necromorph squadron was shot down during the bombing run followed by one from Full Moon Squadron. The reports come back of his men potentially having died while he was stuck up here had the large man clinching his fist… the dark side of the force flowed off of him crushing a data pad he had sitting next to him. Tranquilities little droid was untouched and undamaged as he growled softly, ”I want both the Vice-Secretary and your operative to know that the bombing runs have been complete, but with downed craft. I want it clear that I want either my men found alive or their bodies brought back for a proper sendoff even if it is in pieces. They don’t want me to come down there and look myself… oh… and tell the other fleets not to blow up the bunker at that location.”

The normally cool and cold voice the man spoke in was infected with the manic anger that was their whenever handled an experiment that had failed or was being messed with. He was not throwing a tantrum… he was felt like a frustrated father… worried for children he was powerless to help. They had gone into battle trusting his orders… this was a new experience for him. It was something that was going to be hard to get used to… that much he could tell. His eyes narrowed at the sight out his large bridge window… three enemy fighters had slipped the screen and were coming to close for his comfort. He trusted his men’s ability to shoot them down both with the ships guns and the interceptions, but given what had just happened on the planet… Charles felt the need to give into what the voices from the Holocron spoke of when it came to anger and the dark side, ”Tranquility forgive me for what I am about to do. Your friend is about to act a little ‘illogical’… Men order the gunners and fighters to leave those three alone… they are mine.”

Standing up he swept out his hand to the side, the coldness of his soulless eyes growing deeper like one was looking into the stare of a lifeless reaper as he stared out the bridge viewing window. His steps calculated, careful, weighted with each movement as he stepped up in front of his men and before the large window to extend his hands with his backs turned. He concentrated on the feeling of the ships, but then moved to the pilots themselves within the Force. Growling with his anger the Sith reached right down into their very essence, their very life, and ripped from them what some might call a soul in a slow painful process. Black tendrils of energy flowed into his hands, but in a instant he that energy used that to give gentle nudges to the fighters hulls that now contained dead husk. Talking out loud so that he could be heard, though the words were mostly for himself,

”There… my men if… you have passed… I have avenged for each of you in kind. Commander tractor in those fighters for R&D to take apart and if they find nothing to use… at least use the scrap for repairs until we can get back to port.” Talking deep breaths he stood there for a moment to calm his absolute rage so that he didn't lash out one of his bridge crew or Tranquility. After about few minutes of silence the Captain would turn around without another word and he returned to his seat… awaiting any reports from Hammer fleet, or from the ground forces below that they found his men or needed more help. He seemed almost... cheerful for any lack of a better term, but then again the feeling of using the Force to suck one's essence into yourself did give a certain 'high'... and he was careful not to get... 'addicted' to the feeling.

Tranquility Subject 73 Red Ben Craig Tristan Evore Varloc

 

[Imperius]

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O B J E C T I V E: Infil&Capture

THE CONQUEROR​

Location: Nebulat’s compound, Volik​

Equipment: Solarion , Gold Armor​

Tag: Eldoc Quasat ​

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The TGT was performing beautifully, having performed each insertion perfectly, unnoticed by those who would otherwise target it. This test of stealth, however, was not that of his ship, but rather Imperius’- and the companion he seemed to have picked up along the way. Imperius counted himself amongst some of the most powerful warriors in the galaxy, but the golden armour and the golden spear and the golden...everything meant that stealth was most certainly not his strong suit. It seemed his companion would have to play a greater role than predicted.​

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Look, this is supposed to be a quiet op. Having successfully acquired his companions attention, he continued. Even though its this dark, there is no way that they won’t notice myself in my armour trying to sneak past them. As such, I do believe you are our best bet to get this one done quietly. I need you to go straight down this corridor, take the flight of stairs to the next storey, and then find our Target. Here’s the file on our man, read up on his description, and for Heaven’s sakes don’t make too much of a commotion; that might tip him off to our arrival. Get him back here with minimal fuss, and then we’ll just board the dropship with him in tow, and make our way back to my men. While you’re inside, I’ll try to take out the men manning the perimeter of the compound. Let‘s move.​

Spoiler: File: Raiza Nebulat

Name: Raiza Aweye Nebulat

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Spoiler: File: Raiza Nebulat

Skin: Caucasian​

Eye Color: brown​

Height≈6feet​

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[Haon Hafey]

There was a loud whining noise as the Shoulder Bash would go over the treetops as it started to make another wide turn. During this, there was heavy blaster fire. Flicking a few switches above the dash, the proton bays would open up as he started to line up a run over the Heavy Walkers. There was a stray hit as it hit the left engine again as it erupted in flames. Holding the stick hard in one direction, he converted power towards the maneuvering thrusters as it kept them afloat and then...let the cluster proton bombs drop.

The amount of destruction created would be nice for a book read as it slammed into three of the four heavy walkers, destroying the legs around them and start to fall over. However the one in the back still stood and took another shot from the rear as it smashed into the other engine unit and they started to plummet quickly. Flicking more switches, he would pull up on the stick as they smashed into a nearby tree and then slammed into the ground roughly, skidding. After a few moments, they would stop as he undid the belt and looked over the crew who was fine thankfully and grabbed their gear, they had to leave....now.

Ben Craig
Subject 73 Red

 

[Kenth Berik]

Location: MS Judicator bridge
Objective: Support ZU Naval Forces/Eliminate pirate threat
Allies: Varloc John Maverick Tristan Evore Tranquility Chris Walker Charles Castex
Naval Forces:

• 1 Tempus-class Star Frigate
• 1 C20 Transport Corvette
• 1 EC15 Scout Corvette
• 1 Delta-class JV-9 Escort Shuttle (Docked)

Kenth watched as the ZU fleet went into action from the bridge of the judicator. He turned inwards towards the crew on the bridge. "Helmsman, bring us about so we may flank the enemy starfighters and don't to stop only until we are just in range to fire at the outlaws. Comms, send a message to the Hauler and judicator to follow our lead." he ordered. Any experienced naval captain would be able to tell that Kenth was using tactics suited for a patrol fleet. As a result his tactic was suited for fighting smaller ships and while it was effective in this case if the enemy decided to field anything larger Mern Squadron would have to rethink their tactic or risk being destroyed.

The small fleet slowed as soon as they were in range. Kenth proceeded to bark out another order. "Have our quad turbolasers target the enemy fighters and keep our heavy turbolasers ready in case the outlaws decide to field larger ships. Watch the Zweihander fighters as well. I don't think our employers would appreciate us destroying their ship." He said as he pulled out his datapad once more, showing the layout of Mern Squadron. He turned to the communications officer "Open a secure communication channel to the Hauler and Outrider." The man gave a quick nod and did so immedietly.

"I am aware our allies haven't given our fleet specific orders as of yet but their initial orders stand. Destroy the enemy. We shall be holding this position in order to keep out of the outlaw's range and we shall be using the Outriders superior sensor array in order to pin point our targets so the Outrider must be prepared to transmit that information. You men know your ships best so I leave it up to you to decide how you approach the situation. Dismissed."

The communication closed and Kenth returned to his position at the front of the bridge and said "You may fire when ready". In an instant all three ships began firing at the enemy fighters, the Hauler and Outrider firing with their light turbolasers and the Judicator with it's quad turbolasers. Kenth smiled as the ships fired. While the fleet was small the Hauler and Outrider's weapons were designed for anti-starfighter warfare and he knew this.

Spoiler: TLDR

Mern Squadron is flanking the outlaw fighters which are currently engaging the ZU and moved so they were just in firing range and are using their anti-starfighter weaponry to begin opening fire on the pirate starfighters. It is relying on small fleet tactics and if the enemy fielded larger ships the fleet would be forced to adapt

 

[Haon Hafey]

Very quickly, there was a loud CLANG side as the side door popped open on the Shoulder Bash as the turret opened fire, spraying across the forest to keep those coming towards the transport under fire. Haon and others would slip out through the back as blaster fire erupted from both sides. It had become quite literally, a war zone. Lifting up one of his heavy mandalorian blasters, he would fire once as one of the soldiers fell, holding them in both hands as he was almost a deadeye with them, not missing one short as people kept falling in each direction then...an explosion.

The Should Bash was no more as it became a small fireball as the Heavy Walker had finally turned around, firing towards them as they made their retreat into the forest as turbolaser fire rained down upon them. Making a motion, they would rush into the cave and threw their grenades at the back to cave it in on purpose to prevent those from following. As it collapsed, the group would then keep running into the cave, hoping for a second exit else they have to blow their way out later.

 

[Tyrael]

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O B J E C T I V E: Take Down the Bunker​

Ben Craig

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Optical Scanners on-board the orbiting ships suggested that Director Craig had decided to take it upon himself to take over the bunker. Good Guy. It was truly heartening to meet one of those kindred souls that saw the Union as more than just a job; from his actions on the battlefield as well as the decisons made off the warpath, it was clear that this was an individual who truly believed in the Union; womeone who was willing to do whatever it took, bear dangers and weather storms, to help the Union achieve its true potential. Here was a man that Tyrael wanted to protect.​

Tyrael went to work. His preferred form, the Trayus, made him practically immune to the small arms fire that those holed up inside the bunker could field. Each grunt resonated through the force, massive chunks of the bunker simply falling apart as he himself waded through those trying to hold it. He was looking forward to a relaxing shower after this was done and over with, and maybe a chat over ice cream with Director Craig, too!​

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[Eldoc Quasat]

Eldoc nodded and listened about what to do. He shrugged as he went off, making mental notes about where to go and who to grab. Corridor, Stairs, Target. He slinked away using the force to detect patrols. He looked down the corridor and reached out through the force sensing the lifeforms around him. When the timing was right he ran, he ran like never before and darted down the corridor and hid in the corner. He was silent, hiding and having the force downplay his presence. When the patrol passed he went up the stairs. However now he was in a room full of people. He saw the target, in front of some screen. Eldoc took a deep breath. This was his time to sign he supposed but it was hard, he was suppose to cause minimal fuss. He focused on the the force and focused on making him not that noticeable. It wasn't what he was used to but it sort of worked and he almost reached the target unnoticed. The shouts were interupted by his dash to the target. Then he held his lightsaber to the man's throat and everyone was quiet. He smirked and slowly started backing out of the room, they all knew that the man was dead if they acted and he used that to his advantage. When he got to the stairs, he closed the door and melted it in place with a score from his lightsaber, and he ran down the hallway best he could. When the patrol saw him, he repeated the hostage situation and made his way past them too.

Eldoc brought the man to Imperius "We need to go, its only a matter of time till one of them gets brave enough to go after me, I used him as a hostage. It was the only way after they discovered me, I broke the doors but I am sure they can force their way through with enough time. I believe this is the time you show us how fast your ship is at getting away. " Eldoc laughed, tied up the man and threw him to one of the men and took a drink of his flask. Gods that was hard, why on earth did he do this again? This whole mission had been insane.

 

[Imperius]

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O B J E C T I V E: Exfil

THE CONQUEROR​

Location: Outside Nebulat’s compound​

Equipment: Solarion , Gold Armor​

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Imperius was leaning on Solarion for support- Hours and hours of combat and planning could tire even him. Huh. He was contemplating sitting down, perhaps even closing his eyes for a bit, when Eldoc Quasat finally found him. The target was tied up, and apparently they really needed to go. Oh well.​

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Imperius commed in to Forward HQ about the success of the capture op, and was immediately radioed an extraction point where he was supposed to bring the captured Raiza. Even as the two of them entered the ship- three if you counted the captured enemy- Imperius was wondering how he ought to reward this individual. HQ was unlikely to recognise his contribution, seeing as how Imperius was the one who had been officially sanctioned the mission, but that didn’t mean Imperius couldn’t “reward” him.​

Hey. Imperius addressed his companion, an unseen smile making its way to his face. This thing’s about to end, and I’m sure we’re all pretty tired, so...you wanna check out Resort Hillcrest? Full week vacation, drinks on me?​

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Victorywas almost here, so why not start having fun?

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[Imperius]

POSTING AS NPC GROUP
Hades’ Oathkeepers
Charles Castex
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Orders had just been received. Some ZU pilots had appare gone down nearby, and their squad were supposed to blow up their current location, get the bodies of the undoubtedly dead pilots, and then get on the Lord Imperius’s shuttle for a successful exfiltration to The Sepulchre.

Recon Team Charlie was sent to the presumed loacation of Objective 2, The three members on their way to find the bodies of the ZU pilots, even as the five-man Alpha & Bravo Combat Teams placed IEDs around the defense installation, shifting the space battle completely in the Union’s favour. The multiple units of explosives would have no trouble bringing down the structure, and as such, Captain Red felt comfortable letting his thoughts wander as he placed the IEDs around pillars that were essential to the structural integrity of the installation.

Even as Team Charlie confirmed that Objective 2 had been located, teams Alpha and Bravo had already started the rapid jog to their location. In the meantime, Operatives Olive, Brown and Black, comprising Recon Team Charlie, proceeded to bag up the bodies, zipping them to minimise the mess they would otherwise make in the transit to the ship.

Lord Imperius’s TGT1 landed, making the journey back, and the three teams loaded in, the additional space taken up by the bodies and the one new passenger compensated for by the absence of the misdirecting equipment that had been present during the first landing.

The destruction of the defense installation had crippled the little ability the resistance had in the first place, and the shuttle made an almost completely safe journey to The Sepulchre, as the last hostile crafts in orbit around Volik were blasted into pieces, which then proceeded to burn themselves into nothing as they reentered the atmosphere.

The Hades’ Oathkeepers were back on friendly soil(ship, whatever), and this was yet another mission successfully accomplished, with all objectives being successfully met.

 

[Lako Unian]

Some where in the near future...

Lako welcomed the politicians and bussinesmen to the capital city of Volic, where he would be showing them the success of the invasion, the plans to rebuild the planet, the deals struck with the remaining enemy leaders, the reason why volic should be invested in, and to pass the oversight of all of this to one of his colleagues in the internal affairs department.

Soon this day would end, and he would return to Schessa to resume his work, while leaving this planet in good hands as a member of the great Zweihander Union.

 

[Eldoc Quasat]

Eldoc smiled widely. "That sounds amazing! I am so in." They had him at drinks on someone other than himself. Eldoc was going to make sure not to waste this week. It was his reward for this strange mission. Hopefully who ever he just helped kidnap was useful. For all he knew it was some bounty target. He was sure it would take time to take full control of this planet but at least the overall control had been ceded over to the Zweihander Union. The defenses and bases had been taken out. It would be scattered resistance from now on. That was doable. Now it was time to enjoy his reward.

 

[Kenth Berik]

Location: MS Judicator bridge
Objective: Mop up the enemy
Allies: Varloc John Maverick Tristan Evore Tranquility Charles Castex
Naval Forces:

• 1 Tempus-class Star Frigate
• 1 C20 Transport Corvette
• 1 EC15 Scout Corvette (minor damage)
• 1 Delta-class JV-9 Escort Shuttle (Docked)

It was clear to Kenth that victory was near. The few pirates who had dared shown their face were being quickly put down like the vermin they are. Kenth was simply looking at his datapad as the battle raged on. He looked towards the layout of the battle. It was only until the enemy ships had been depleted to a level of his liking did he give his next order. "Prime all gun batteries including self defence turrets and order the Hauler and Outrider to do the same. We will not let the vermin escape so we shall charge into the battle, keeping a tight formation and relying on our superior firepower to eliminate the remaining enemy forces." Kenth would then turn to the helmsman. "Full speed ahead."

Mern Squadron would begin moving rapidly towards the dogfight in a tight formation, as soon as it was in range each ship opened fire with everything they had. The 3 ships acted like mobile gun platforms, firing in every direction at every enemy starfighter. "Status report." Kenth said calmly. "The outrider was hit by a missile but is still up to operating parameters. Her Captain says they'll need to stop for repairs after the battle. Apart from that the Hauler and Judicator are operating at full capacity and shields are holding." Kenth nodded to the ensign who gave the report before turning his attention back towards the viewport. "The Outrider had been hit. I'd expected as much considering it was a scout ship." he thought to himself. It didn't matter though, Mern Squadron would be able to take on the remaining enemy fighters with the assistance of ZU fighters in the area. They had completed their job and all that remained after this would be the boring job of patrolling the sector while ground troops secured the planet. It didn't matter though, another job completed which meant that Mern Squadron would be able to complete their primary objective of restoring order to former Imperial worlds.

Kenth turned towards the communications officer. "Open a communciation channel to the Zweihander high command."
"The battle is swiftly turning in our favour and me and my ships shall continue to mop up the enemy as long as you continue providing starfighter support. Apart from that I believe out job is complete. I have already transmitted the details of the account you shall be transferring credits to for our services. If that is all gentlemen I shall be taking my leave to finish up with the enemy." he said. He would signal for the channel to close unless someone were to give him a response.

 

[Charles Castex]

U N I O N​

Location: Volik Space, Bridge of The Sepulcher

Primary Objectives: 1. Eliminate hostile forces from Volik space

2. Make way for ground assault troops and support as needed

3. Blockade to prevent retreat of enemy forces from the planet and the space around it

Secondary Objectives of Tomb Fleet: 1. Capture and imprison retreating and surrendering enemy combatants discreetly.

2. Ship them away at the conclusion of the battle in state that is suitable for experimentation.

Wearing: A Long Black Version of his normal clothes with white flowers decorated all over it.

-His Razor Fingernails are firmly in place

-His Surgical Tools are tucked away in his cloak along

The Tomb Fleet:

Lead Ship: "The Sepulchre" , An Allegiance Infini Class Star Destroyer (Anvil Formation)

Composition:

Compellor-Class Star Cruiser "The Scythe"(Anvil Formation)

Compellor-Class Star Cruiser "The Reaper" (Anvil Formation)

Tyrant II Class Cruiser “The Antechamber” (Hammer Formation)

Loth Wolf-Class Patrol Frigate "Graveyard Shift" (Hammer Formation)

Skirmisher Infini II Class Frigate "Cloak" (Hammer Formation)

Skirmisher Infini II Class Frigate "Dagger" (Hammer Formation)

19x Squadron Slinger Infini MK I "Raider" Interceptor (3 Squadrons are supporting Hammer Formation)

3x Savant Class MG-BDT2 Bomber (2x Squadrons Assigned to Support Ben… 1x Assigned to Support Subject 73 Red)


”Sir I think that you will be relieved to know that we just got word from the surface that a team has found and retrieved the down piolet’s of the bombers. The report says they have a single survivor, while the rest were killed in action. The remains and sole survivor are being brought to the Sepulcher for medical treat and interment based to be given a military funeral based on your orders.” Charles looked over at the communications officer sadly knowing that the man had touched up the report just a bit for his sake. Men on the ground didn’t usually have that much time to add things like he normally preferred in his reports, but he understood… if there was one silver lining it was the fact that one of the piolets had survived, ”Have the Commander start the process to make all of the arrangements for messages to the families, as well as the medical treat of the piolet who survived. I will have to take some personal time to go and seem him after the battle. Is there anything left of the pirate fleet I need a report from the Hammer task force to know how they are doing securing the space station…”

It was about that time that the Commander came up near him and handed him a data pad that brought a smile to his face and turning to her with a messaged that over shadowed the bad news that he had just been given, ”Do you remember the station you pointed out at the start of the battle. The Captain of the Antechamber performed exceptionally at leading Hammer force, disabling 75% of the ships in researchable condition and capturing the enemy researchers and force there about… lets see… oh… 60% intact for interrogation and another 10% only fit for research material. Ah well… at least it gives me something to do when we take the fleet back home. Send out a coded commander to the rest of the fleet to continue the good work, by the numbers mop up and support of any of our allied fleets who have come to help.”

He had been watching the progression of the space battle on his data pad, noticing a small patrol fleet that was doing a good job of holding its own. They only needed some support should anything larger show up, not that it did, but who knew what these pirates would try to do now that they were cornered. Sending a message to Mern Squadron the Sith simply had it communicated through a communications officer, ”Excellent show boys, if you find you need any more last minute support the Tomb Fleet is at your service. I will have the Antechamber provide any heavy fire support you need.” With that message sent out Charles simply steepled his fingers and watched the mop up operation unfold before him, and the pleasure of revenge on these pirates that he need to have considering what had happened to his men.

Tranquility Subject 73 Red Ben Craig Tristan Evore Varloc Kenth Berik

 

[Varloc]

Objective: clear remaining hostiles
Tags: Charles Castex
1 Alliegience II class star destroyer
50 Luna troop transports
30 TIE/VAs
6 TIE/ARs
+Strykas Death Squadron
1 Alliegience I class star destroyer
4 Infini II class frigates
10 TIE/VAs
Destroy the remaining ships and support the clean up yes sir Varloc starred out the windows of his ship, pleased with how the battle ended and prepare for the journey home.

 

[Ben Craig]

U N I O N​

Location: Volik
Focus: Subject 73 Red , Leenic Ellsil , Haon Hafey , Tyrael , Charles Castex
Dress: Link
Gear: DB-46C
Forces:

• Executor Troopers x7
  • Vernichten x10
• ICC-447 x8

Ben smiled as he saw the bomber squadron completely demolished the enemy weapon emplacements protecting the bunker. One of the bombers was hit and crashed. "To the bunker! You two, help get that pilot out." Once the pilot was retrieved, the men regrouped. The group approached the bunker. The outside guards had been blown to bits from the bombing raids. One of the troopers picked up a security card on the floor and opened the door. Ben threw in a flash bang, and the troopers took down any resistance. "It appears there is two levels of the bunker. The jamming equipment is here, it seems the enemy has holed up downstairs. Commander, take your men and secure the other level." The commander nodded and signaled for his troops to follow him. Ben walked over to the equipment. A groan was heard. The droids raised their blasters at the man. "Get up. You work this equipment? Turn the jammer off." The man nodded and slowly got up, "Please don't kill me i'm just a simple technician." Ben smirked when the man said he was finished. "War isn't simple. You chose the wrong side." Ben unholstered his blaster and put two blasts in the man's head. He pushed the tech out of the chair and opened up a frequency. "Any and all Zweihander Union personnel, this is Vice-Secretary Craig. The comms are online, I repeat the comms are online, requesting a shuttle to my area, transmitting coordinates now." Hopefully one of the ships would pick up the signal and send a ship.

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[Varloc]

Objective: clear remaining hostiles
Tags: Ben Craig
1 Alliegience II class star destroyer
50 Luna troop transports
30 TIE/VAs
6 TIE/ARs
+Strykas Death Squadron
1 Alliegience I class star destroyer
4 Infini II class frigates
10 TIE/VAs
Varlocheard the transmission from the surface Deploy a transport to those coordinates immediately he said to his officers, and then looked down at the planet. It was a successful mission, he was proud of what was done.
He then watched as a transport flew down to the planet's surface, going to Craig's location.