Rage Against the Machine

[Laira Darkhold]

The planet held by the Galactic Republic was sparely populated, nothing special, but it was on the border, only a short jump from One Sith Space. Darth Vulkan was a man of practical means, and the need to test a new ship, as well as the desire to obliterate the Galactic Republic made this operation three fold. A successful raid of the planet would allow his forces to steal thousands of tons of durasteel, already processed for the furthering of the product line.

Hours ticked away and the Sith Lord stood on the bridge of the Dral, a Sundari-class cruiser looking into the blue tunnel of Hyperspace. Reversion was soon, and the fleet would drop out on the edge of the system. Without proper reconnaissance a rapid strike was too risky, and the Sith Lord didn't want end the battle too quickly.

The captain of the ship walked forward, approaching the Sith Lord. "My lord, reversion in five minutes." It had taken longer to accomodate the Guardian-class with the fleet, and thus the element of surprise was less than otherwise the Hran-class cruisers weren't as good as they could be, but for now their drop pods were held within.

"Good. We will have a fairly lengthy approach with our current trajectory. You have the con, Captain Nurada." The Sith Lord didn't run, or look at the man who stood beside him. One Sith insignia sat on the ships of the fleet, despite the vast majority of the craft being ArmaTech or Mandalorian designs.

[member="Reshmar"]

Fleet

Spoiler

Battle Line
Hra’nadetr Jair’Galaar-class Strike Cruiserhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74839-hranadetr-jairgalaar-class-strike-cruiser/ (2)*
Sundari Dral-class Battleships (2)*
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigateshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/21848-haranuliik-class-light-frigate/ (3)

Support
Sundari Ori-class Battleships (2)
Guardian-class Shield Support Carrierhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/75237-guardian-class-shield-support-carrier/ (1)
Jahaatir-class Electronic Warfare Frigateshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30108-jahaatir-class-electronic-warfare-frigate/ (2)

*Denote Ships Equipped with Aegis Shield Receptor Nodeshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/73672-aegis-shield-receptor-node-system/
All Battle Line Ships are Equipped with MH-PU04 Overdrive Engineshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30369-mh-pu04-overdrive-engines/ and MH-PU07 Maneuvering Thrusters
Haran’Uliik’s are also equipped with MH-PU12 Emergency Vector Thrusters

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

[member="Darth Vulkan"]

Reshmar sat in his private chamber looking over the days training schedule. The Crews of the 3rd Republic fleet were a collection of green trainees with a few old horses mixed in to keep the young bloods from totally mucking up everything. War in many ways was a young mans game. They are the ones who fight toe to toe when it is all said and done. They were the future, that is if they survived. The old seasoned veterans of 3rd fleet got that way by being good, and well surviving. Now it fell upon him and the rest of the people with know how to pass it along to the next generation of soldier and sailor.

The 3rd fleet, 31st Republic Battlegroup was made of of reserve ships from the Mon Calamari Shipyards reserve fleet. Reshmar had put it together when the Supreme COmmander had ask him to build the group and to train the new recruits. The group had set coarse to the border and some nondescript world on the border of republic space. Little more then a rock rolling around its sun the world hosted a population but it was so dispersed no major heat plumes could be seen by the ships scanners. Not unless you really looked. What the world did have was a small starport which catered to the navy. The world had been a hub for training and mock maneuvers for years now.

"Admiral sir, All crew have returned and we will be stowed and ready to depart in thre standard hours." said a human aid who had entered the room. He handed Reshmar another set of reports on a small data pad then saluted. Reshmar returned the salute with his webbed hand then ignored the man as he left. The battlegroup had spent the last week drilling and training and it was time to return home. If you call it that. Since the attack On Chazwa the world was little more then a husk. Many fled the world during and after the attack and few had returned. The government was still in disarray as the senate struggled with the aftermath of the events revolving around the rogue factions actions and their aftermath. Fleet was firm and ship shape but that was only thanks to its officers. The Army too was in good shape but reeling from the chaos.

The day was almost over, Reshmar thought. He was ready for some relaxation time. His private refresher had been added to and he had consigned a moisture room where he could relax and soak at the end of the day. It did him good to re-hydrate after a day in the dry conditions most of the crew were used to. He missed the days of an all Mon Calamari crew and the damp atmosphere their ships were kept at. Reshmar sat the reports down and tapped the transmit button on his desk. A light had lit up letting him know he had a comm call.

"Yes commander, what can I do for you?" Reshmar said in his gruff voice. He was ready to retire for the evening, this call would be the last he would take tonight. the warm water of his moisture chamber called him.

"Sir, we have detected some sort of anomaly on the outer edge of the system sir, It could be a hyperspace signature." said the duro commander. Reshmar closed his eyes then opened them again to see the creatures face still staring back at him.

"What do you mean it could be commander? Either it was or it was not." Reshmar answered in an even more husky voice.

"Yes sir, We only just noticed it ans well sir, we were not really paying attention to the area." Reshmar thought to himself about the days when he commanded a crew of competent veterans, he missed those days.

"Commander, Launch a flight and have them take a look. It is most likely some freighter with a second rate nav computer dropping out way to early. But lets take a look anyway." said Reshmar as the man saluted and he turned off the comm channel. "Here's to the good old days" he said to himself as he sit back to finish up his work.

3rd fleet, 31st Republic Battlegroup (6,100 meters)

Spoiler

Imperious-class Star Destroyer (2,200 meters) Monarch
Tri-Scythe-class Frigate (500 meters)
Tri-Scythe-class Frigate (500 meters)
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Sabertooth-class assault/rescue vessel (300 meters)
Sabertooth-class assault/rescue vessel (300 meters)
Sabertooth-class assault/rescue vessel (300 meters)

 

[Laira Darkhold]

The blue tunnel of hyperspace tore away from the viewscreen as the ships began re-entry to realspace. First the bright white lines that filled the screens, then they snapped back to pin points of stars, the world they sought looming far ahead. It would take time to reach it, even with quick vessels like the Hra'ns. But the fleet was not a rapid strike force built to raid a planet, tear it asunder and leave before ships could be called in. No, this was an assault force built to slug it out with whatever fleet was within the system.

Immediately the crew, a solid mix of Mandalorian Union veterans, recruits, and trained crewmen set to the initial tasks of sensor data collection of the system. The captain's voice rang out as soon as reversion was complete. "Eyes up. Get the Ori-class to give us a solid sweep of the system. All other ships on Active Standard Range. Going in Hot and Loud." Lights on sensor boards pinged and the system became clear, vessels that could be detected were being marked on the viewscreen of the vessel's bridge, the High Definition screens working on discovering the classification, model, and identity of the ships in system.

"We have some company in system. My Lord, any specifics?" The Mandalorian Captain asked, turning to the Sith Lord standing at the front of the bridge beside him. "Yes, we are here to test the Sundari-class ships. Use them as the primary force."

The Captain nodded. "Alright, Deployment Delta gentlemen. Lets get this going." Defenses were the most important part of ships. A ship could kill planets, but if it couldn't take a beating as well, it was useless. At least in the eyes of Mandalorians. As such the Sundari-Dral was built to last, and the Guardian was built to keep things floating.

The Sundari-dral pulled forward of the fleet, side by side, a few kilometers apart engines driving them forward, the Hra'ns taking up positions on either side of them. Two Haran'uliiks pushed high, heading above the larger ships, with the third slipping low as they approached the enemy fleet. A solid battle line to keep ships off the more delicate vessels in the fleet.

The Guardian sat in between the two Sundari Ori-class Artillery Cruisers, slowing to drift behind the battle line with the Jaitaar's slipping a little ahead and out of the way as sensor data piled into to the fleet. The system was fairly clear, no nebulae, solar flares casting radiation everywhere, or massive asteroid fields to use and abuse. Fairly straight forward. "Prepare to start sending HVC rounds their direction once we hit extreme range. And I want that Star Destroyer blind as a rybet larva as soon as the Jaitaar's hit range on him."

Any ship the size of the Imperious was dangerous, but slow, and hopefully with the dual concentration of both Jaitaar's blind, stalling the massive ship a bit with any luck. The Fleet sitting bearing Sith symbols was strong, but it didn't have any two vessels to contend with the Imperious in a close combat slugging. Best to hammer the smaller vessels out first.

[member="Reshmar"]

Fleet

Spoiler

Battle Line
Hra’nadetr Jair’Galaar-class Strike Cruiserhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74839-hranadetr-jairgalaar-class-strike-cruiser/ 100%*
Hra’nadetr Jair’Galaar-class Strike Cruiserhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74839-hranadetr-jairgalaar-class-strike-cruiser/ 100%*
Sundari Dral-class Battleship 100%*
Sundari Dral-class Battleship 100%*
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigate 100%
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigate 100%
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigate 100%

Support
Sundari Ori-class Battleship 100%
Sundari Ori-class Battleship 100%
Guardian-class Shield Support Carrierhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/75237-guardian-class-shield-support-carrier/ 100%
Jahaatir-class Electronic Warfare Frigatehttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30108-jahaatir-class-electronic-warfare-frigate/ 100%
Jahaatir-class Electronic Warfare Frigatehttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30108-jahaatir-class-electronic-warfare-frigate/ 100%

*Denote Ships Equipped with Aegis Shield Receptor Nodeshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/73672-aegis-shield-receptor-node-system/
All Battle Line Ships are Equipped with MH-PU04 Overdrive Engineshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30369-mh-pu04-overdrive-engines/ and MH-PU07 Maneuvering Thrusters
Haran’Uliik’s are also equipped with MH-PU12 Emergency Vector Thrusters

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

[member="Darth Vulkan"]

The scout fighters had just cleared the fleets picket edge when the warning klaxons blast to life. Reshmar stood and began walking to the CIC. The command center of the massive ship was deep in the center of the ship below the bridge and above the reactor and engineering decks. It was hardened and was the most heavily shielded and armored part of the Monarch. Above him nearly a hundred meters distant was the bridge and the command crew of the Monarch. From the CIC Reshmar could do much more than just give the ships crew orders. It was the hub of fleet control and command and from it Reshmar could command the the entire battlegroups more efficiently and with less delay than from the bridge.

He watched the seventy five centimeter blast doors slide open to a brightly lit room about thirty meters in diameter. Immediately he began questing his command staff.

"Commander, Get captain Moori on a private channel and link it to my command chair." Reshmar said paying no attention to the activity going on around him. He walked in and sat in the central mounted command chair that hung from the ceiling like a droid arm. Reshmar sat down then locked himself in and powered up the chair. Is shook a bit them sprung to life. Reshmar swung the chair around to where he could view the forward display. The massive main display mounted on the forward wall of the bunker like CIC lit up and showed a small group of ships in the distance.

"Magnification to one thousand percent please." Reshmar said to no one in particular. The display zoomed in to show several small points of light which were ships. The light from the sun in the distance vaguely lit them up. They were however very hard to make out. There had to be some sort of jamming in play. A voice from behind broke Reshmars concentration.

"Sir, Captain Moori on comm three." said the comm officer from somewhere behind him. Reshmar turned on the chairs private comm channel then set it to channel three.

"Report captain." said Reshmar ih his normal gruffy voice.

"Sir, We had just launched out recon flight when we were hit hard with active scanners. Who ever they are they do not seem to be worried about sneaking up on us." said Captain Moori. behind him Reshmar could hear the commotion of the bridge and the crew chaotically working to catch up.

"Very well captain, It is apparent they are spraying static and how knows what else. Have you crew prep for EW condition one. Line of sight and laser only. anything else will be useless. Even our optical is being messed with somehow. Lock the ship down and set for condition black. Prep our wing and have them launch as soon as they are ready. I will relay this to the fleet. Captain. I Need not remind you were green. This will most likly go sideways before this is over. Prep an escape vector just in case. We will stand and fight if we can but I will not lose an entire class of cadets for this rock." Reshmar finished then closed the channel as the captain nodded he understood and went about his job of commanding the Monarch. Reshmar turned back to the communications center and spoke.

"Commander, Open a fleet wide channel before we lose all comms." Reshmar said to the man looking at him with confussion. The crew was not ready for a fight. Not a real fight. Not a fight with something advanced enough to spray EW to the degree they were.

"Open sir." said the communications station commander. Reshmar waited a moment the addressed the fleet.

"Attention men and women of the 31st. This is Admiral Reshmar, We have been set upon by a obviously hostile force. Upon entry into the systems they began active scanning and electronic warfare operations indicating they had no desire to be friendly. I will attempt to open communications with this force but I fear the worst. I know most of you have not seen real battle. I know many of you are not even training for fleet battle operations, but If fired upon we will have to answer. All non-combatant personnel please report to you vessels Quartermaster. He will give you assignment for non combatant operations. You are all needed even the civilians aboard. Combatant personnel, see that our civilians are kept safe. Security forces and engineering damage crews, keep us fighting. The rest of you know what to do. Take the fight to who ever this is. We will most likely be fighting blind so get creative and rely on your from the hip training. If you see it shoot it. If a laser targeting lock bounced off it shoot it. If you just think you can hit it shoot it. Follow your training and stay vigilant. IF this looks too dicey I will get us out of here. Now good luck and good hunting." Reshmar turned off the fleet channel then swung his chair back around toward the forward viewscreen. There like small stars in the unimaginable distance were the unidentified ships.

"OK commander open a wide frequency channel. Lets see if they have anything to say."

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Ships were moving, the void, cold, soundlessness of space did little to hide the anxiety of the men on board the fleet having recently dropped in system. Battle was always a thrill, yes. But aboard massive ships firing at each other with weapons capable of leveling city blocks, there was always a lump in the average man's throat about it. In battle, damage was not a question, it was a guarantee, and when in space, it normally meant whichever station was hammered was lost, all hands included.

The viewscreen at the front of the bridge continued collecting data, working to label classifications, models of ships. As of yet, the biggest baddest ship in the system was without a doubt the Imperious-class in the center of the Republic Fleet Group. The other ships around it were still working on being identified via sensor equipment, and no doubt, in a moment they enemy fleet would be identifying their own vessels as well. Mandalorians stalked the deck, there was chatter among them about possible boarding actions against the Imperious, a possible highjacking that was gearing up the beskar-clad warriors for a fist to fist fight with the Republic's finest. There was also talk among officers of gutting it with hypervelocity rounds until it was a shattered hull as a testament to the might and superiority of the Sundari-class ships.

The Fleet Captain aboard the Dral, spoke quietly among his command staff as ships moved to their given positions, readying to begin the battle. "Sir, any reservations about blitzing that Imperious?"

"Yes, many reservations. We will not be boarding the enemy today. This mission is not to capture enemy vessels but to destroy them using our newest and finest ships, and take the resources from this planet to see to the furthering of the classes numbers. I will not be wasting time or warriors on the attempted capture of one enemy ship." The Sith Lord's voice was cold and clear. Mercy was not on the agenda today, and the Fleet Captain smiled at the orders.

"Very well my Lord." The blonde mandalorian turned his attention back to the viewscreen of the bridge, set at the top of the vessel, but did not protrude outwards. With the fleet beginning to line up in their proper places, the battle line moving out like a Solar Sail, leaving the support group to trail behind. Ewar Frigates moved to be able to target the Imperious without disrupting their allies systems directly, ducking beneath the Guardian to either side. The Guardian sat dead last, a pair of squadrons being launched from its hangars but remaining beneath the large carrier for protection. The Sundari variant made for Artillery fire lined up to either side and in front of the Guardian, ready to begin their task of hammering smaller vessels at long range once they broke into range.

"Sir, we have an open wide angle comm burst. Do you want us to patch it through?" A communications officer spoke up from the pit below the bridge. The Fleet Captain turned and shook his head, "Have operations monitor as much comm traffic as they can manage."

The Sith Lord sitting in the command chair spoke up again, this time issuing a command, "No. Patch it through to me. No visuals from our side, only voice." The Sith Lord, turned his head to the image of a Mon Calamari appearing before him. "Good afternoon." The sentence was filled with venom and condescension.

[member="Reshmar"]

Fleet

Spoiler

Battle Line
Hra’nadetr Jair’Galaar-class Strike Cruiserhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74839-hranadetr-jairgalaar-class-strike-cruiser/ 100%*
Hra’nadetr Jair’Galaar-class Strike Cruiserhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74839-hranadetr-jairgalaar-class-strike-cruiser/ 100%*
Sundari Dral-class Battleship 100%*
Sundari Dral-class Battleship 100%*
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigate 100%
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigate 100%
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigate 100%

Support
Sundari Ori-class Battleship 100%
Sundari Ori-class Battleship 100%
Guardian-class Shield Support Carrierhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/75237-guardian-class-shield-support-carrier/ 100%
Jahaatir-class Electronic Warfare Frigatehttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30108-jahaatir-class-electronic-warfare-frigate/ 100%
Jahaatir-class Electronic Warfare Frigatehttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30108-jahaatir-class-electronic-warfare-frigate/ 100%

*Denote Ships Equipped with Aegis Shield Receptor Nodeshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/73672-aegis-shield-receptor-node-system/
All Battle Line Ships are Equipped with MH-PU04 Overdrive Engineshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30369-mh-pu04-overdrive-engines/ and MH-PU07 Maneuvering Thrusters
Haran’Uliik’s are also equipped with MH-PU12 Emergency Vector Thrusters

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

"Channel open Admiral." said the station commander as the Comm techs prepared the wide band transmission.

"Attention unidentified force entering System space. Please Identify yourself and stat your intentions. Further actions by you will leave me no choice but to assume your intentions hostile and be meet with opposition." Reshmar said looking at the small dot not splitting up into more that one small dot as the ships moved closer.

"Tactical, What is our range?" Reshmar asked as he awaited a response to his transmission. He knew who every this was meant to engage. Why else would they be preforming EW operations.

"Sir, Jamming is an issue. our best guess is they are seventeen light seconds and closing rapidly." said a Duro lieutenant standing at the tactical station. He turned to double check his calculations and sensor data. "We will be within standard weapons maximum range it twenty seven minutes sir."

Reshmar thought for a moment them replied. "How long for long range weapons range commander?" said Reshmar thinking about the situation. Only the Monarch had long raged weapons and they were not their main weapon system of the ship. He looked back out at the dots magnified on the forward display. Who were they and what did they want.

"Sir long range weapons range in eleven minutes sir." stated the Duro Commander. Reshmar watched the ships in the distance began preparing for what was going to inevitably be a fight.

"Sir, were getting a response from bogie one." said the comm station commander.

"Good afternoon."

Reshmar looked at the screen full of static. Who ever this was had blocked the visual signal. Reshmar guessed whoever he was about to speak to did not want his identity known. "Yes, good afternoon. I am Admiral Tian Reshmar of the Republic 3rd fleet. May I inquire what is you business here? This is a Republic Navy training outpost. Can we be of assistance or are you just here for the poodoos and giggles of it? Reshmar said knowing by the tone of the mans voice he was not there for help.

[member="Darth Vulkan"]

3rd fleet, 31st Republic Battlegroup (6,100 meters)

Spoiler

Imperious-class Star Destroyer (2,200 meters) Monarch
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Tri-Scythe-class Frigate (500 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Tri-Scythe-class Frigate (500 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Sabertooth-class assault/rescue vessel (300 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Sabertooth-class assault/rescue vessel (300 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Sabertooth-class assault/rescue vessel (300 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%

 

[Laira Darkhold]

The Sith Lord smiled, the hologram of the aquatic being before him. He had been on Mon Calamari a few times in his life, but he had surprisingly never met a Mon Cal in any form of Military work. Back then, he had been a young up and comer, working with the Silver Jedi Order on a humanitarian quest, now he was very much a Sith Lord, bringing a war fleet into a Republic border world with the intent of smashing their defenses and raiding the planet for resources.

Yes, good afternoon. I am Admiral Tian Reshmar of the Republic 3rd fleet. May I inquire what is you business here? This is a Republic Navy training outpost. Can we be of assistance or are you just here for the poodoos and giggles of it?

"Well, Admiral. Pleasantries it is. I am Dreadlord Vulkan. One can surmise my intentions from my title no doubt." His voice was harsh and raspy, still no image of the being on the line to display for the Mon Cal admiral to see. "I've come for the planet's resources, not its populace. Stand Down, I will take what I want, and then I will go back from whence I came." No admiral in his right mind would believe a Sith who introduced himself as a Dreadlord. The transmission cut out with a hand signal and Vulkan went back to overseeing command, albeit more as an adviser than a direct command officer.

The fleet captain nodded at the transmissions end. "Sundari Ori's begin pelting the enemy Tri-Scythes with Long Range HVC's. They won't be great at extreme range but a couple of hits is better than nothing. Once you pull into range with the Long range batteries, open them up as well. Maintain the battle line and slow to match the support groups speed." Now the support group was spread into two sections, with the Ewar frigates having pulled forward, targeting the Imperious-class with the full complement of the Electronic Warfare systems, while the Sundari Ori and Guardian sat a bit further back, pounding forward.

The formation was simple, and hopefully rather effective, with the forward line intended to keep enemy ships from harrassing the Support ships, while the support ships provided the battle line with a significant fighting edge, seeking to blind the Imperious and later on, having the shield donor system sitting around for a little added surprise. So far no one had seen anything like it in eight hundred years, so it would be a learning experience for the Mon Calamari Admiral.

"Sir, three minutes to long range, then the rain begins. We have the Guardian and Sundari Ori's sitting at half turbolaser range, so they will be up and in the grill before they get to the support."

"Dump the Support ships complements as a screen, keep the Battle Line frosty and ready to go on a moment's notice." In the back, ten squadrons of of fighters, and four squadrons of gunships hung around the support ships like tiny wasps, ready to defend against an upcoming fighter swarm. The battle line had a large number of defense weaponry pointed at the enemy already, so with any luck they would have time to respond at long range and deploy their defensive armament forward. "And have the MK2 Cabur's go stealth and swing wide of the battle line. Have them sit and wait for Lord Vulkan's touch." This was sent via close burst, directional comm, so as not to reveal too much to their strategy to the Republic. Enough could be garnered from simple optics as it was.

[member="Reshmar"]

Fleet

Spoiler

Battle Line
Hra’nadetr Jair’Galaar-class Strike Cruiserhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74839-hranadetr-jairgalaar-class-strike-cruiser/ 100%*
Hra’nadetr Jair’Galaar-class Strike Cruiserhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74839-hranadetr-jairgalaar-class-strike-cruiser/ 100%*
Sundari Dral-class Battleship 100%*
Sundari Dral-class Battleship 100%*
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigate 100%
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigate 100%
Haran’uliik-class Light Frigate 100%

Support
Sundari Ori-class Battleship 100%
Sundari Ori-class Battleship 100%
Guardian-class Shield Support Carrierhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/75237-guardian-class-shield-support-carrier/ 100%
Jahaatir-class Electronic Warfare Frigatehttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30108-jahaatir-class-electronic-warfare-frigate/ 100%
Jahaatir-class Electronic Warfare Frigatehttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30108-jahaatir-class-electronic-warfare-frigate/ 100%

Gunships
Cabur-class Patrol Shiphttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30009-cabur-class-patrol-ship/ Squadrons (4)
Starfighters
RZ-1 A-Wing Interceptorhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/RZ-1_A-wing_interceptor Squadrons (2)
Beskad-class Starfighterhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/19140-beskad-class-starfighter/ Squadrons (4)
Bes’uliik-class Starfightershttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Bes'uliik (Mod with Rear Facing Blaster Cannon Turret) (4)

Elite Starfighters
MK2 Cabur-class Elite Starfighterhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/60019-mkii-cabur-class-starfighter/ Squadron (1)


*Denote Ships Equipped with Aegis Shield Receptor Nodeshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/73672-aegis-shield-receptor-node-system/
All Battle Line Ships are Equipped with MH-PU04 Overdrive Engineshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30369-mh-pu04-overdrive-engines/ and MH-PU07 Maneuvering Thrusters
Haran’Uliik’s are also equipped with MH-PU12 Emergency Vector Thrusters

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

Reshmar thought about the man for a moment then shook off his thoughts. The intent was clear and Reshmar knew he had to decide how to deal with it now. He was understaffed, and what he did have was green. The world below was not important really beyond its people being friendly to the Republic Navy. That was enough though for Reshmar to make his decision. Stay and Fight.

"Captain set condition one through out the fleet. Bring the reactor to one hundred and twenty percent and shut everything to shields until we know what we are dealing with. Lock her down captain we in the deep end of the pond now."

through out the small fleet of Republic ships the men and women of the navy frantically rushed about readying themselves for a fight. For nearly every single one of them this was their first real taste of battle. Most had not even simulated large scale fleet battles yet. The crews of the 31st were green as they get. There was no time to learn now it was a reaction game. They would react to their situations. React to what was thrown at them. React to what was expected of them. Or they would die, it was that simple. From cadet to veteran in the coarse of a couple hours, that was what would happen. That or they would no longer have care to fight for the Republic. Their soul sacrifice to grinder that was war.

Summary

Spoiler

All ships shields to full
Battening down ships

3rd fleet, 31st Republic Battlegroup (6,100 meters)

Spoiler

Imperious-class Star Destroyer (2,200 meters) Monarch
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Tri-Scythe-class Frigate (500 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Tri-Scythe-class Frigate (500 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
ShaShore-class Frigate (350 Meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Sabertooth-class assault/rescue vessel (300 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Sabertooth-class assault/rescue vessel (300 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%
Sabertooth-class assault/rescue vessel (300 meters)
Shields - 100%
Hull - 100%

[member="Darth Vulkan"]