Faction A Spicy Situation

[Felix Yorwell]

Objective: I
Allies: Mahporeem | John Mahporeem | Captain Charles | Aldus Kragg
Enemies: WSR & allies | Zoro Igala | Binn Toskros

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5th Fleet (partial)

BATTLELINE​

• 1x Sykes-class fleet carrier
  • Julius (flagship) - Shields 63% | Hull 100%
    • 8x Hassion-class starfighter squadrons (17FL + 18 FL)
    • 3x Harrier-class strategic bomber squadrons (5BL)
    • 1x Lambda-class R-1s reconnaissance shuttle squadrons
• 2x Orikan-class heavy cruiser
  • Makhun - Shields 100% | Hull 100%
    • 3x Hassion-class starfighter squadrons (19FL)
  • Aolhun - Shields 98% | Hull 100%
    • 3x Hassion-class starfighter squadrons (19FL + 20FL)

OTHER​

• 1x Carceral-class interdictor
  • Oidu- Shields 100% | Hull 100%
    • 1x Hassion-class starfighter squadron (20FL)
• 1x Von Strauss-class cargo ship
  • Shields 100% | Hull 100%

5th Fleet: Actions

• All vessels advance at flank speed to catch up with the Collateral Star
• Lambda Scouts are withdrawn to safety
• All starfighter + bomber lances are deployed
  • 17th and 18th Fighter Lances chase and attack K-wings, firing 192 concussion missiles at range
  • 19th Fighter Lance splits in two
    • Two wings chase and attack Y-wings, firing 48 concussion missiles at range
    • Two wings chase and attack B-wings, firing 48 concussion missiles at range
  • 20th Fighter Lance & 5th Bomber Lance engage Heavy Metal
    • 5th Bomber Lance fires 1,728 ion torpedoes at range
  • Makhun and Aolhun engage Heavy Metal
    • Each cruiser fires 200 ion torpedoes at range - total of 2,128 ion torpedoes fired at Heavy Metal
    • Both cruisers bombard Heavy Metalwith their heavy turbolasers
      • Makhun ceases fire after twenty-five seconds due to advancing up Collateral Star’s left flank

“Good to have you Commodore Yorwell.” he replied. “Captain Charles of First Scouting Squadron, though it is just the flagship at the moment. I have been tasked with engaging the CFW frigates. Currently I am drawing them to the extreme left. Your heavy cruisers would be most effective supporting the Collateral Star against whatever decloaks. Keep your interdictor active. We need nothing leaving this system.”

"Commodore Felix Yorwell , your orders are to intercept the incoming wave of rebel fighters and to simultaneously launch a counterattack on the second rebel flagship. Begin sortieing your fighters toward the incoming enemy units and move your capital ships into a defensive formation. Once the initial enemy line is broken, you are free to begin moving your forces forward to engage the enemy capital ships."

“Ladies and gentlemen, to your battle stations!"

The bridge of Julius scrambled to action, combat alarms blaring all the while.​

“All vessels, advance at flank speed!” ordered Felix. “Form a perimeter around the Collateral Star!"

“Scramble all starfighters and bombers!” continued the commodore. “Fighters are to intercept inbound, bombers are to stick back until capital ships are exposed. Withdraw the Scouts!"

By the time the first rebel starfighters appeared on Julius’ radar, all eight of its Hassion wings had been deployed en route to the Collateral Star. Based on his prior experience against the Wild Space rebels over Dac and the battle report from Vulgwinur, Felix understood where among their number the greatest threat lay.

Surely enough, there were plenty of K-wings in the rebel fleet, and they wasted no time bombarding the Collateral Star with enough missiles to reduce a small city to dust and cinders.

“Order lances 17 and 18 to target the missile bombers. We must stop them from launching more Thunderbolts!"

The eight Hassion wings deployed from Julius banked right, pursuing the K-wings as they finished expending their ordinances. As they had above Vulgwinur, the Hassions split into hunter-killer pairs, one securing a target lock on a K-wing while the other used the lock to fire a quartet of concussion missiles. They all sped forward in an attempt to close the distance, where they could use their cannons and superior agility to score easy kills.

“Lance 19 is to intercept the other bombers. They can split their targets as they see fit."

Another four wings of Hassion starfighters had deployed from the two heavy cruisers shortly after Julius’ two lances. The second wave of Hassions also banked right, but after their initial maneuver the 19th Fighter Lance split in two. One wing dove to pursue the rebel Y-wings, using hunter-killer tactics to strike them from range with a quartet of concussion missiles. The other wing advanced upon the B-wings, using the same strategy to chip away at their defenses from afar.

“Instruct the 20th Lance to stay with the bombers until a target presents itself."

Finally, the word came. Heavy Metal's ion cannons and Hammer turbolaser batteries aimed at the engines of the Star opened up, as well as their composite beam cannons firing one massive beam, opening up on the superstructure with a beam dragging across the rear of the ship.

The other ship, the Heavy Metal, abandoned any pretense of stealth and starting firing at the Collateral Star, though the angle at which they were firing instead ended up targeting the ships belonging to Felix Yorwell .

“Enemy capital ship uncloaked, two o-clock!"

Well, that was convenient.

No sooner had the thought crossed Felix’s mind did the rebel Venator open fire, lashing out against the back of the Collateral Star. However, due to the speed at which both the Collateral Star and Julius were advancing, the rebel Venator’s weapons instead struck the latter.

Fortunately for Julius, no Thunderbolt missiles were involved. Instead, the carrier faced exactly the type of conventional bombardment that its shields were built to resist. The Heavy Metal’s ion cannons were absorbed with little effect by Julius’ ion shield, its ray shield withstood the turbolaser bombardment, and its particle shield held fast against the composite beam attempting to slice through its flank. Though the Caragachi carrier’s shields had taken a beating, they still had plenty of life yet. Furthermore, despite the Heavy Metal’s efforts, there not a single scratch on Julius’ hull.

“We have our target. Deploy the bombers."

Three wings of Harrier heavy bombers turned to face the Heavy Metal, escorted by three wings of Hassions. The rebel Venator had overcommitted its own starfighter wings, leaving the path for the Harriers practically unobstructed. Once the bombers entered missile range, the 5th Bomber Lance opened up with a total of 1,728 ion torpedoes launched from 24 Harriers, all targeting the Heavy Metal. Still, the Harriers kept on advancing, for they had another, even deadlier payload they had yet to deploy. Each Harrier had a bomb bay separate from their missile payload, and each of these bomb bays contained twenty 1,000kg armor-piercing bombs. As soon as the Harriers were able to fly directly over the Heavy Metal, the bombs would drop.

While the Harriers drew closer, readying their bomb bays, the two Orikan cruisers joined the fray from afar. Each cruiser contributed another two hundred ion torpedoes to the barrage started by the Harriers, bringing the total to 2,128 ion torpedoes. Simultaneously, the cruisers opened fire with their heavy turbolasers. Though Makhun soon advanced up to the Collateral Star’s left flank and was unable to keep firing, Aolhun was on the Collateral Star’s right flank and therefore able to continue unloading a full broadside of heavy turbolaser fire on the Heavy Metal.

All that was left for the Caragachi fleet to do was to adapt to whatever counterstrike the rebels attempted.

 

[Binn Toskros]

Objective: 1
Tags: John Mahporeem | Zoro Igala | Captain Charles | Aldus Kragg | Felix Yorwell | open

Spoiler: Fleet Comp

12 Quarren Heavy Frigate "Mikko"
Loaded with Discord Missiles, concussion, and proton for their missile tubes.

Ship Name	Shields	Hull Percentage
Grin	100%	100%
Lek	100%	100%
Tsulg	100%	100%
Krirsk	100%	100%
Tsolgusk (Binn Aboard)	100%	100%
Pribna	100%	100%
Morg	100%	100%
Frilpor	100%	100%
Kamtirsk	100%	100%
Ogos	100%	100%
Sillinix	100%	100%
Sqeegorg	100%	100%

Spoiler: Fleet Actions

Lek, Grin, Pribna, and Ogos move as a group to defend the Rebel large ship. If they get a shot or an opening is presented they will use their dual heavy prow turbo lasers. If a rebel fighter is close enough (2km) they will use some of their shields to shield them.

The remaining eight vessels turn prow towards Captain Charles ship and start hunting. When a quarter closer they open as a unified folly their total sixteen heavy prow turbo lasers with all available weapon power at the ships engines.

Binn watched the holo table showing positions of enemy and allied vessels while waiting for a reply. It came quickly.

"This is Rebel Flagship Heavy Metal, to Condederacy Flagship Tsolgusk, focus on enemy screens. We'll push forward an-"

She replied "Will do!"

Did she intend to do just that, well no. Turing to the comm to Lek, Grin, Pribna, and Ogos. "Move yourselves into a position to fend off the fighters from the rebel's big ship. If you get a chance fire your prow guns at will. Reveal your weapons at the last minute."

Sure the Rebels didn't want the help. But her ships would show their worth, especially with their missile tubes & Heavy prow turbo lasers.

The imperials were soon to see what kind of ship she had finished designing. She built it to counter their tactics, and that of the Sith. She applied hiding most of the weapons within the hull and even built a cargo version to further confuse potential enemies.

Broadcasting to the rest of her fleet "The left flank has screens, Turn prow on to the Star destroyer ( Captain Charles Stryker II | Imperial V Class Star Destroyer ) Increase speed so we get a quarter closer. Transfer all weapon power to the dual prow heavy turbo lasers and open fire. We will surprise them with weapons far larger than we 'should have' on our ships. We will see if their rear engine shields hold against a sudden coordinated Sixteen full powered heavy turbo lasers."

That was going to be a surprise for the imperials, the Wolf pack was on the hunt. Hunting what thought itself the hunter.

 

[Octavia Renn]

Your Spice Is My Spice

Issued Equipment • NZ/ BP-25 Light Blaster Pistol 'Silex' : HNDA-Mk III/T : Stuncuffs
Interaction{s} •

The transmission came through the command center with the clipped, emotionless cadence of Imperial superiority.

{“Captain Renn, this is SpecInt Asset KV-027. SITREP. OPFOR has numerous Raven UAVs flying overhead, spotting for artillery and air units. Advise all friendly units to turn on sensor warning receivers and commit any available point-defense weapons to anti-drone fire missions.”}

Octavia Renn listened without expression, her eyes fixed upon the tactical display as red hostile indicators multiplied across the battlefield. The implication was obvious; the Rebels were trying to blind the Imperial advance, feeding targeting data to their artillery while preparing their own air assets for another strike.

Then a sharp explosion erupted outside somewhere to her left. Dust and smoke rolled past the command center's opened entrance as the unmistakable chatter of blaster fire followed.

She turned toward the disturbance for only a heartbeat before snapping her attention back to the command staff. “Mobilize the two Stormtrooper battalions in reserve!” she shouted. “I want them deployed immediately to counter the Rebel incursion. Seal the eastern approach and drive them back before they can establish a firing line!”

She drew her blaster from its holster with practiced efficiency, the weapon settling firmly into her hand as she stepped toward the command center's opening. Her eyes drifted toward the fighting to the left, where flashes of red and blue illuminated the smoke-shrouded terrain and Imperial troops were already moving to contain the breach.

Her comlink chimed again a few minutes later.

Captain Renn raised it to her ear. “Captain, the small Rebel advance has been stalled. Their forward elements are pinned down and falling back.”

A thin smile touched her expression, devoid of warmth. She watched another burst of blaster fire vanish into the haze before answering. “Good. I want prisoners,” she said, her voice cold and precise. “Ranking ones if possible.”

She lowered the comlink and looked once more toward the eastern flank. The Rebels had been thwarted.

Now she intended to find out exactly why they had come, who had been foolish enough to send them, but more importantly; who was willing to trade their freedom for Intel about the mine's internal workings.​

 

[Dayna Rhyss]

Location: Wild Space Rebellion Kessel Mines Outer Perimeter - Kessel
Objective: Your Spice is My Spice
Allies: KV-027 | Ronhar Tane | Octavia Renn | R'ayne Asara
Enemies: Aperion | Gress D'ran

Dayna had barely finished giving the order when KV-027 answered. "Yes, Agent Rhyss." Then the Otherplasma rifle fired. Dayna saw almost nothing. A fleeting distortion. A hazy streak that her eyes struggled to follow. Then, three kilometers away, the concealed Rebel position erupted under the impact. Dayna's lips pulled into a thin grin.

"Yeah. Definitely borrowing that thing." The joke lasted approximately two seconds. The rain intensified so abruptly that it almost felt artificial, hammering against Dayna's armor and turning the ridge beneath her into slick stone. She lowered her optics, instinctively reassessing visibility and—Engines. Loud. Close.

"Bombers incoming!"

Dayna's head snapped upward. Ten starfighters tore through the storm directly toward them. "Oh, you've got to be—" The Tornado IIs opened fire. Dayna moved. There wasn't time to crawl away. There wasn't time to find another firing position. There was barely enough time to register that someone on the other side had apparently decided that eliminating two reconnaissance agents justified an entire flight of starfighters. Fortunately, SpecInt did not send its field agents into hostile territory without giving them options.

Dayna's hand slapped the activation control for the [FAE/U-02 "Eleleth" Ultralight Propulsion System integrated into her field equipment. Repulsor boosters screamed to life. The Eleleth was designed precisely for moments when conventional movement was not fast enough, capable of producing sudden directional thrust and airspeeder-like mobility while its inertial compensation protected the operator from the brutal acceleration involved.

Dayna launched herself backward off the ridge. Not jumped. Launched. The world disappeared beneath her boots as the propulsion system hurled her through the rain. Dayna twisted in midair, directing another burst laterally as the first chainlaser volley hammered into the position she'd occupied a heartbeat earlier.

Stone exploded. Heat washed across her back. Fragments of superheated rock chased her through the air. "Feth!" Another burst carried her down the reverse slope, Dayna cutting thrust just before reaching the ground and transitioning the movement into an ugly, rain-assisted slide through gravel and mud.

Behind her, the ridge vanished beneath another strafing pass. So much for subtlety. Dayna rolled behind a jagged outcropping and remained there for several seconds, breathing hard while rain hammered against her helmet. Her Eleleth flashed a thermal warning. Of course it did. Repeated intensive use could force the compact propulsion system into a temporary heat-discharge cycle, and Dayna had just demanded practically everything it had in the space of several seconds. She wasn't planning on flying anywhere else immediately.

Then KV-027's transmission cut through the noise. "Agent Rhyss, status report?"

Dayna let her head fall back against the rock. "Alive." A breath. "Original nest is burned. Do not go back."

She pulled up her tactical display. KV-027's marker had moved. Good. Dayna's had moved considerably farther. Also good. Raven drones now populated the tactical overlay. Dayna watched several of the contacts circle through the storm, undoubtedly trying to reacquire the two SpecInt agents.

"So," Dayna continued over their encrypted channel, "apparently we made an impression." She shifted onto one knee and carefully peered around the edge of the rock.

The missile battery was still visible in the distance through intermittent breaks in the rain. And there were people moving around it. Engineers. A lot of them. Dayna magnified the image. "They're repairing the launchers."

Her first instinct was obvious. KV-027 had the rifle. The engineers were exposed. Three kilometers wasn't enough distance to save them. Dayna almost smiled. Then the wider tactical picture populated across her display. Imperial walkers were already pouring fire onto the missile positions. The western perimeter had been breached. Rebel defenses were contracting toward the mine. The battlefield was becoming increasingly chaotic, and Captain Renn's intelligence requests continued filtering through the network.

The mines. Nobody knew what was inside them. Dayna stared at the distant engineers for another moment before lowering her optics. "No." She wasn't sure whether she'd said it to herself or KV-027.

Dayna keyed the channel again. "Forget the launchers." A pause. "Braeyek's walkers already have them ranged. We've done our job there." That was the difficult part of reconnaissance. Sometimes the most obvious target wasn't the important one.

Dayna pulled up the terrain map and began tracing the mine complex. Entrances. Service tunnels. Ventilation shafts. Cargo access routes. Anything that might let workers move without passing through the primary gate.

Captain Renn wanted eyes and ears inside those mines. Dayna intended to provide them. "Our shot told them somebody was watching. Their fighters just told us they're willing to spend ten aircraft hunting two people." Her eyes moved toward the circling Raven contacts. "And those drones mean every time we stay still too long, somebody starts drawing a targeting solution."

Dayna marked two positions on KV-027's tactical display. The first was hers. The second lay farther along the broken terrain leading around the mine's northern flank. "We split up." She anticipated the objection before KV-027 could make it. "Not permanently. Twenty minutes. They just committed aircraft against one sniper nest. I'm not giving them a chance to kill both of us with the next pass."

Dayna enlarged the northern section. There. Something. A narrow industrial cut disappearing into the rock beyond the primary defensive works. Maybe drainage. Maybe ventilation. Maybe nothing. It was enough to investigate. "Rendezvous at Point Aurek. Northern approach." She transmitted the coordinates. "Stay low. Stay unpredictable. Kill a Raven if you can do it without advertising yourself, but don't turn this into an anti-drone hunt."

Dayna glanced upward. One of the distant UAVs slipped across the storm clouds. "We're done fighting their battlefield." Her attention returned to the mine complex. "We're going underneath it."

She transmitted another packet, this one directly into Captain Renn's intelligence network.
SPECINT RHYSS/KV-027 — PRIMARY OVERWATCH POSITION COMPROMISED. HOSTILE UAV NETWORK CONFIRMED. MISSILE BATTERY REPAIR ACTIVITY OBSERVED; IMPERIAL HEAVY ASSETS CURRENTLY ENGAGING. TEAM REDIRECTING TO NORTHERN MINE APPROACH FOR CLOSE RECONNAISSANCE AND POSSIBLE INFILTRATION.
Dayna closed the transmission.

Then reopened the private channel to KV-0127. "And KV-0127?" A brief pause. "Keep that ridiculous rifle intact." Dayna pushed herself away from the rock and started moving toward the northern approach. "I haven't gotten my turn yet."

Spoiler: ”Loadout”

• Armor
  • NISB Stealth Agent Suit 'Eins'
• Weapons
  • Sniper Rifle
  • G-2 Imperial Standard Blaster
  • Vibroblade

 

[Captain Charles]

Epic Battle
TAGS: Binn Toskros | Aldus Kragg ​

Song Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kojlZcMvapA

Charles’s Ship:

• Stryker II | Imperial V Class Star Destroyer

Charles | The Bridge | Stryker II:
The frigates were giving chase, attempting to close the distance so they could open fire with their forward guns. He wasn’t fooled by their lack of visible weaponry. He had seen similar designs during the Ruisto expedition. He expected these frigates to be armed to the teeth which was exactly why he wasn’t going to let them close as they wanted.

“Lucan, up and away.” he ordered calmly. “Full throttle, ensure Edric and the Weapons Crews have the angles they need.” By extending away at an upward angle he could bring his full main battery to bear and the much of his secondaries and point defenses.

The Main Battery Crews were already bringing their guns to bear having fired off a salvo against the distant Star Liberator. DPT-1 and Point Defenses were already tracking the frigates ready to open fire as soon as they got in range.

“Edric, your men are cleared to fire. Fire at will and activate the Shield Leech once they get in range.”

“Aye sir.” Edric replied, relaying the orders to the weapons crews.

He returned his attention to the tactical displays. It was an eight vs two, also as he suspected. Unfortunately he was not able to draw the rest of the frigates away meaning there would be some more carnage amongst the Imperial Fighter wings. However, it also meant he had less ships to deal with.

Two hits from his main battery on a frigate is all he needed to improve the odds. Two bolts. That was it. The first to shatter it’s shield and the second to destroy it. However, frigates were on the smaller end of capital ships. If their captains were smart and actually tried erratic maneuvers his gunners, despite their skill, would have trouble hitting them.

His first salvo would have to be a surprise. Edric was a good Gunnery Officer, he was probably thinking the same thing.

“My crews have firing solutions sir.” Edric reported. “We are waiting for them to get a little closer to increase our chances of hitting them. We want to surprise them with this first salvo.”

“Very well,” he replied. The tactical displays showed the Stryker II maintaining its distance. He needed to slow down a bit.

“Lucan ease up on the throttle a bit. Edric wants them to get closer for better shots.”

“Easing up on throttle. Aye sir.” replied Lucan.

The ship slowed. The red frigates drew closer…closer…closer. They were getting close to heavy turbolaser range. They were already firing ranging shots.

“Edric, now or never.” he said flatly.

There was a long pause.

The first enemy turbolasers hit the rear shields.

“FIRE!” yelled Edric, at his shipboard comms. The main battery came to life as salvo of twenty super heavy turbolasers screamed towards their targets. The frigates were well within its effective range.

The damage could be immense.

 

[Augustus Tassar]

STATUS	Strike Force Lions of the New Order	Landing - Disembarking - Deploying​
IMPFOR	Orinn Darge Ronhar Tane Lothar Braeyek	"Lion-Actual"​
REBFOR	Garrion Der Rædwulf Kalit D'wari

Spoiler: Lions of the New Order

Eternal Legion Shield Cohort I	Deploying.
Indomitus Legion Banner Zariel Banner Astoran Banner Zaephor Banner Jahaeron Ephoroi Nemesis Questor Cadre	Disembarking and deploying.
Horizon Corps Skytroopers, 10 Maniples Artillery Ballistarius Mortars Dark Troopers, 3 Maniples	Disembarking, deploying artillery. Preparing for Disembarking.
Septim, Harrower-class Dreadnought	Landed. Troops disembarking.

He had opposed the idealism of the Pellaeonists in the New Imperial Order but could tolerate it. He understood the notion of it, the moderation in its approach even if it was impractical in most aspects, but they were Imperials nonetheless. Shades of order were common for some, embraced by some and yet were the very rot that would eventually undermine the foundations of the Order they tried to uphold.

Yet the idealism and narrow-minded hypocrisy of the Alliance and its inbred lickspittels was insufferable. The self-righteousness with which some Jedi and Senators held themselves up high was ridiculous by any standards - now more than ever. They had lost their central government, so they decided to take their proud values and become terrorists and warmongers against any cause they deemed lesser. A petty excuse to call themselves rebels, resistance or freedom fighters or whatever this day's denomination of morale high ground demanded.

Augustus had come to Kessel to aid the fledgling Mahporeem in their retribution for the terrorist attacks on their home system. With his genesire withdrawn to the Unknown Regions, he now held the command of the coreworlds forces and would use them as necessity demanded it.

The Septim exited hyperspace while the battle was already going on. The shortage in Tibanna Gas meant that Tassar was not deploying a large naval force and counted on his Imperial allies to bring sufficient tonnage to deal with the enemy while his warship pushed full thrusters ahead towards Kessel and its surface.

With its massive landing gears the warship set on the already soaking ground of the otherwise dry world. If running spice mines was not enough for the rebels, they also challenged the balance of climate and weather itself. Pathetic lunatics.

Augustus Tassar was the first to set foot on the world, his plated sabatons sinking in deep before he continued. The torrential water ran down his vizor as he looked around and assessed the rather grim spectacle in front of him, while troops in gold and black disembarked the craft next to and around him. Mines typically were cauldrons - the rain probably would do the work for them if they let it just flood the mines, washing away the dirt that called it home.

"Zariel to the right, Astoran to the left. Zaephor set up the center with Jahaeron in reserve. Prepare the artillery. Dark Troopers, rapid advance to the trenches."

The Lord Imperatant moved towards the right himself, a quick thought impulse activating the energy supply on his large staff weapon, the halberd's blade suddenly glowing with deadly energies while its integrated concussion weapon was ready to shoot. A squad of the Eternal Legion followed him, the group making rapid ground, even among the Indomitus Legion, as they advanced into the fires of battle.