Industrial Sabotage (Mon Calamari Shipyards Development)

[ADM. Reshmar]

"We are here Admiral" said the human man sitting at the controls of the Waverunner shuttle. Reshmar opened his eyes to the darkness of his personnel cabin. He had been resting while the small vessel had made the short trip from Mon Cala to Minntooine. He turned up the lights with a touch on his chair controls and took a moment to collect himself for the meeting. His chief engineer had been working the last day and a half to finalize the construction on the six corvettes being built there. The new shipyard which had been financed by the Republic contract had only been online for three months and the first of the new MC line corvettes were sitting in the front row of slips. In the distance behind them three larger ships sat under construction. These ships were the next MC series vessel and were much larger than the six corvettes sitting in front of them. At four hundred meters each the hulls of the larger vessels were not as far along as the corvettes, that is except for the middle most ship. Reshmar had rushed the construction of it so that he could present it to the Republic to show their investment was not made poorly. The frigate in the central most rear slip was to be the first of their repayment vessels.

The shuttle slowed down as it neared the floating platform on the surface of the world. Laid out along a rocky coastline the floating shipyard spread out over seventeen kilometers. Most of the yard was still under construction but the front eight slips had been the first phase of the yard. They were fully operational and almost done building the corvettes and the one frigate now sitting in them.

Reshmar took a deep breath of the wet air as he walked down the ramp of the transport. IN the distance through the mist the massive ships sat quietly like sleeping sea monsters. The six smaller ships were all of the first of the MCC variants and were the carrier models. Other variants of the corvettes would have their keels laid next as the engineering teams finished their designs. The three frigates were very recognizable to Reshmar. He knew the ships they had been based on well as they made up the backbone of the Mon Calamari defense fleet. The MFG30 was based on the smaller corvettes the Galactic Alliance used nearly seven hundred years ago. The first of the class sat looming over the landing pad Reshmar now stood.

"Impressive."

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

"I like the changes they made o the hull" said Reshmar looking over the ship in the distance. The blue-green hull shimmered in the moist air almost like it was the skin of some giant slumbering beats. "Yes admiral, very impressive indeed." said the human man who had been his pilot for the trip. HE did not know the man well but he had been his personal pilot now for the last three trips off Mon Cala. Reshmar liked the man well enough. He was quiet and kept to himself. That was something Reshmar particularly liked about him. A man walked toward them from a small building near the edge of the landing platform. Reshmar recognized the man as the site foreman Hugo Jinn. The short Sallustian man covered the ground quickly the spoke in his races broken language.

"Welcome Admiral, We are indeed lucky to have you see it upon yourself to visit personally." Said the man reaching out to shake hands. Reshmar saw his pilots confusion then his disregard at not knowing the foremans language. After all he was just a pilot he was not there to talk to people. Reshmar, however, knew the language well. While he could not speak it well he knew it when he heard it. And knew most Sullutians understood basic but spoke in their language most of the time if possible. HE shook the man's hand and the released it.

"Hello mister Jinn, it is good to see you again. Can we board the ship? Is it ready for inspection?"

 

[Elijah Thorn]

Elijah Thorn was having one heck of a bad day. He'd run out of cigars in the middle of a hyperspace journey and had to settle for cigarettes. Only wussies smoked cigarettes. He'd also had mechanical issues with his ship, having to drop out of hyperspace much further away from Minntooine than he intended. What was supposed to be a 2 hour sublight trip had turned into a 2 day snoozefest. He was still seething with rage over the injustice he'd suffered at the hands of a certain Mon Calamari Shipyards company not a week prior.

He liked to think of himself as a reasonable man. After all, he usually let people try to run before he gunned them down. He liked moving targets. But the way he was treated by those stinking fishmen was completely uncalled for. He made a perfectly legitimate offer for the purchase of one of their less-expensive corvettes. He'd had the money and everything. Unfortunately, the "morals" of the company forbid selling anything to an outlaw such as himself. Well they picked the wrong fight. He had enough explosives in his possession to blow up the biggest ship he could find, and he aimed to use them.

Now that he was on the planet's surface, it was time to start scouting out the proper ship to destroy. He knew that Mon Calamari ships had the best shields in the galaxy, but they had hulls like paper. A few well-placed explosives and he could take out a ship worth tens of millions of credits. Unfortunately, the shipyards would be swarming with Quarren and Mon Calamari, so a human such as himself would look out of place. Stealth would be required, and that was definitely not his strong suit.

[member="Reshmar"]

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

The group of men rode the lift sled to the forward access hatch of the nearly complete frigate. The hatch slid open and the group walked into a small storage room which would be meant for Temporary freight storage once the vessel was commissioned. Around them were crates and boxes full of equipment to be installed into the vessel in the days to come. The engineer motioned for the men to follow him out of the room into the corridor beyond.

"This is for state rooms and such. All the operations and tactical equipment has already been installed. The ship could go to war and fight now as she is but most of your crew would be sleepingon the floor." said the Engineer as the men walked out into the corridor. The walked the short distance to the repuslor lift and stepped in. As the doors slide shut the engineer continued.

"We have a skeleton crew aboard doing the finalized station and system tests. Once they are complete and the living areas have been finished the ship will depart and move to one of the yards at Hast for the ordinance, attack craft and supplies. Then onto Mon Cala for final commissioning." The lift stopped as the man finished his sentence and the doors opened to the CIC deck.

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

The CIC was separate from the bridge, which was positioned at the aft in the command pod. From the CIC all shipboard operations are ran from the safety of a encased armored room. Around the walls screens sit black as no information was being sent to them. Technicians and operations officers worked at stations to test and re-test the systems and the captain which would be commanding the ship stood over a station watching a man describe a series of operations the console was capable of doing.

The captain noticed the men entering and stood up and saluted. "Admiral on the deck" he shouted getting everyone's attention. They in turn stood and saluted as well. Reshmar returned the salutes and spoke. "At Ease" he said watching the men and women relax and go back to their work. The captain walked over to Reshmar and reached out to shake his hand.

"Captain Hugi Vorne sir, it is an honor" said the human captain. The man shook Reshmars hand then released it and continued. "SO admiral You come by to see her first hand. She is one hell of a ship. Finest frigate I have ever crewed for sure." said the man turning and motioning for the men to enter the CIC.

"YEs she is impressive captain. I was surprised to see her so far along. It is good, I have to present her to the Republic. It is good she is ready for it." said Reshmar as the men reached a table in the center of the room.

[member="Elijah Thorn"]

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

Reshmar watched as a three dimensional display came online displaying the image of the three hundred meter ship. Along its hull gun emplacements could be seen posed and ready for battle. Rehmar recognized the laser defense batteries the Mon Cala Engineers had developed and smiled as he remembered the testing of them. They were indeed a formidable defensive system and along the MFG30's hull he could make out ten of the batteries.

"The weapon systems on this have been upgraded" he said pointing out the new turrets. The Sullustian engineer said magnified a section of the ship near the amidships batteries.

"Yes with the second reactor, the power output exceeded the original design and it was decided four additional defense batteries could be installed without any negligible power issues" said the engineer. He zoomed out the image and then back in on the aft section of the ship. " The new weapons give the vessel a strong aft arc of defense. We worked everything out so that there were no blind spots or dead fire arcs. It has a full three hundred and sixty degree bubble around it of weapons fire. Even the offensive weapons have been positioned for total coverage. With the new cruiser built for frontal assault We thought these would keep anything that got close enough off the boomers" said the man as he zoomed the image back out to display the entire ship.

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

the deck below Reshmars feet began to shake and a moment later the ship shook violently. Reshmar held onto the table before him o stabilize his footing but many of the personnel on the deck fell down as the ship shuddered. Reshmar's ears rang from the ringing of the ships hull. A moment later and the ship was once again calm and quiet. REshmar shook his head and began to enter commands into the table. A display of the shipyard came up and there to the port three ships were afire. The corvette in the center of the group was totally ablaze. sections of the hull lay around the yard and on the vessels which had been moored on either side of it. These were the two ships now burning. "We need to get damage control crews to those two vettes now. See if was can save them." said the engineer from Reshmars left to one of the officers on the frigates CIC deck. Reshmar turned his attention to the ship in the center and examined the view. Only an internal explosion could have done this damage. "Mister Jinn, would you be so kind as to lock the facility down. We have intruders" said Reshmar as he began looking at footage from before the blast.

He scroled through time lapsed footage and recorded access footage from the facility. Nothing was evident beyond the fact that for some reason nothing looked out of plac. everything was too clean. "here, Jinn where is this?" Reshmar said pointing at an image on the screen. The Forman looked and thought about it for a moment. "Thats the service access for ordinance storage." said the Sullustian. Reshmar looked at the image and was sure, It was a loop. "Get men to this area immediately, mr. Jinn."

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

An hour passed without any further incident as security forces scrambled around the shipyard looking for the mysterious man in the vid. Reshmar had begun a full systems analysis on the frigate and sent a message to Hast for assistance. The yard still burned where the corvettes had been sabotaged and fluid and debris littered the areas around the burning hulks.

"Jinn, Have your men found this man?" ask Reshmar as the engineer entered the CIC. The man jolted in surprise to the admirals hard questioning. He nodded a no and spoke. "No sir, They are still searching for the man. No craft have left the area and it is suspected he is hiding out somewhere near the aviation depot." said the Sullustian engineer. Reshmar considered what the man had reported. then as the thought popped into his mind the worst of his thoughts were given life as the massive structure on the south corner of the yard housing many of the attack craft and supplies which would be loaded onto the corvettes flashed so bright the frigates security measures blocked the image on the monitors. when they cleared the plume of fire and smoke rose two kilometers into the sky. Around the slipways bodies littered the ground being thrown there by the concussive blast pressure.

"All hands to action stations." Reshmar yelled as he took a seat in the frigates command couch. The seat overlooking the holo table came to life and Reshmar moved the seat up and into position a meter off the ground. "Mr. Jinn, secure your people and ready the ship for departure" Reshmar said looking at the man with a scowel.

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

The frigate shook violently for a moment as it cleared the mooring of the slip it had called home. It had been mother and father to the ship. The place it was built and as the first ship to be completed the shipyards only offspring. It now floated out of the water it had used as a nursery for its entire life. The two hundred and fifty meters of its hull glistened in the sunlight as the water once covering it now spilled off the sides and down into the ocean below.

"Shields up commander" Said Reshmar as the ship cleared the upper struts of the ship yards slipway. The view blurred for a moment as the shielding came online distorting as they engaged and them became invisible to the visual frequencies of most races. The Mon Calamari saw in much higher frequencies than most races and it took much longer for the shielding to clear through the frequencies Reshmar and his people could see.

"Clear sir" said the helm officer as the whip began its repulsor assistaned trip into space. Reshmar switched a camera to the shipyard below. Fire washed over much of it now as the fuel stores burned off. Three of the corvettes broke lose of their moreings as they too began to raise into the sky. A forth was not damaged but had not been completed enough for the vessel to hold up to a launch. The three corvettes which had taken off would need to be finished out at another yard but for the time being the yard below was out of service and would be for some time.

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

"Take us into orbit above the yard commander" said Reshmar as the four surviving ships moved through the atmosphere of Minntooine. Below them, crews struggled to extinguish the fires set by the criminal Elijah Thorn. What ever his motives or reasoning for what was done, he was now an enemy of the Mon Calamari and the Directorate. Reshmar pulled up a feed from the yard and watched as fire teams worked to put down the blaze which was the aviation center of the yard. Countless fighter craft and shuttles burned in the maelstrom of fire along with the two corvettes which had been the first targets to be hit. The third corvette would be salvageable if the fire could be kept from spreading but the damage had been done. Mon Calamari Shipyards was out over fifty million credits not counting the damage to the shipyard itself. That would not be determinable until the fire was out.

"Commander have the corvettes move into position on our port and lock down. we will have a mobile yard move here to finish their commissioning." Reshmar said to the commander who was not sittign in a chair beside him. The man looked tired, the stressful period was over nor as the ship was in orbit where it could defend itself against any attacks. IN the dstance a small craft showed up on scanners.

"Sir I believe we have found his ship. It is moving around the planet to jump." Reshmar looked at the image knowing full well there was nothing he could do. The damage was done, the firgate would not make it around the planet in time to intercept the small craft and it had no attack craft aboard the ship to launch.

"Mr.Jinn, PLease see to the corvettes as soon as possible. The yard will be here in three days. it is as soon as we can get one here. until then do what you can to get them fitted out." Reshmar said to the Sullustian Engineer. The man nodded and walked off the bridge off to carry out his orders. Reshmar looked at the image on the screen of the bright orange spot on the surface which was the shipyard. So many would be dead. too many. He would see to it this man responsible would pay. He would be brought to justice and answer for what was done here today.