Dominion Song of the Dinner Bell | TIC Dominion of Cholganna

[Torgath Warsaw]

Marlon Sularen ​

It did not take them long to enter into the Imperial Center for Military Operations, with his two Kailkruts-guns trailing behind him. He had ensured that they received comprehensive instructions to follow, specifically to map the various facilities for concealed vulnerabilities and potential backdoor access points.

While loyalty to the Imperial Confederation was expected, an unwavering allegiance to a single faction was counterintuitive of the goals of the Tarkin Initiative. Warsaw mentally tuned out the Supreme Commander Marlon Sularen as they traversed the dark corridors of the nearly completed structure.

Observing the bureaucratic offices, training facilities, armories, and barracks, they collectively formed a thorough design intended to enable the Imperial Military to swiftly respond to evolving situations, such as the Planeshift and the rise of competing powers like the Black Sun and the Mandalorian Empire in the vicinity.

"Certainly a well thought out center for military control, Supreme Commander Sularen. Though are you sure it is wise to gather so much military infrastructure on one planet within the Imperial Confederation, surely you are aware of the history of the New Imperial Order where rebellions were common and the first thing a rebel would think of is to sabotage our military awareness."

He paused, allowing the weight of his statement to resonate in the atmosphere for a brief moment, fully aware that a Rebellion would inevitably arise against the Imperial Confederation, as it always had, even during the era of the Iron Emperor. This structure, while formidable, could be easily compromised and rendered nonfunctional by even a small contingent of Jedi or special forces.

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[Joseph Torson]

S O N G_O F_T H E_D I N N E R_B E L L
Objective 1 : Hunting the Sa Nalaor

IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
CHOLGANNA, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

Spoiler: Gear

• Imperial Assault Blaster Carbine [1]
• NZ Modular Blaster-03P [2]
• 'Streiter' Vibroblade [1]
• Tenebrae Commando Armor Mk. II [w/ Jetpack + Flight Attachment]

Spoiler: Accompanying Forces

• SpecNav Commandos [10/10]

As soon as the Imperial Gunship made landfall and the side doors opened, the Strike Team quickly disembarked, their weapons out and on full alert for any potential hostiles with Torson being the last one to exit the Gunship. Upon exiting the Gunship, Torson moved forth to seek out Dothon and Talstan and proceeded to address both of them. "Alright, Dothon, Talstan, here's the game plan. We'll split up into 3 squads and cover the bridge, cargo bay and data center. I will take the bridge, Dothon can cover the cargo bay and Talstan can take the data center." he explained.

"Make sure to take note of dormant battle droids and nexu nests that may be scattered throughout the frigate. We don't want to risk drawing too much attention that will potentially compromise our operation. If we're going to succeed we will need to move swiftly and smoothly without any delay" Torson added. "That being said, good luck and Long live the Empire." Torson said as he disengaged the safety mechanism of his Assault Blaster and moved forth to leave the hangar with his group of 10 SpecNav Commandos as they began to venture down the worn down hallways of the frigate on their journey towards the Frigate's bridge.

Tags | Saltare Dothon | Devang Talstan | OPEN​

 

[Marlon Sularen]

S O N G_O F_T H E_D I N N E R_B E L L
Objective 3 : Exploration and Extraction

IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
CHOLGANNA, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

As Sularen and Warsaw walked through the military complex, Warsaw chimed in to offer his thoughts, complimenting Sularen on how well thought the complex was for the Imperial Confederation's military command but then inquiring about the potential risks that would come with investing a lot of military infrastructure on a singular planet which could easily be targeted by rebel action. It was a valid concern as the Imperial Confederation would inevitably have to deal with rebel movements that would seek to topple it. However there was an easy explanation to alleviate such concerns, which Sularen intended to deliver to the Imperial theorist.

"Simply put. Cholganna has no native population outside the small community established from the survivors of that Seperatist warship that crash-landed here centuries ago." Sularen explained. "Rebellions thrive when there is a native population present as it's easy to destabilize our rule through the people. Without a native population, any rebel movement will have to travel here off-world and that already gives an advantage."

"Furthermore, i intend for this military complex to serve as the nucleus of a larger network that will soon be comprised of shipyards, vast industries and at least a dozen garrison bases scattered across the planet. Along with a strong military presence, strict surveillance measures and extremely tight restrictions on travel from and to this world, it will be extremely difficult for any rebel to make landfall and effectively target our operation here. The same goes for any invading army that would seek to decapitate our military command in one fell swoop." Sularen added before pausing for a few seconds.

"In time, Cholganna will become a true impregnable Imperial fortress world that might potentially outlast the Confederation itself." the Supreme Commander proclaimed. It was then that the Imperial duo arrived at the Central Command Terminal, where Imperial officers could oversee various military operations that would be undertaken by the various branches of the Imperial Confederation such as the Army, Navy, Special Forces, Security Service and Inquisitorous. From here, Sularen would lead Doctor Warsaw into a large empty room with no features other then the black walls and floor. "Now, about that SimonE Coordination Network."

Tags | Torgath Warsaw | CLOSED​

 

[Squesha]

A swarm of fighters left the hangers of Admiral Squeshas ships like hornets out of a distrubed nest. What little fighter cover the pirates was decimated by the precision, skill and superior numbers of the imperial fighters. The fighters turned their attention to the capital ships. In response the pirstes tried to defend themselves but without fighters their firepower was largely ineffective. It did however offer the star destroyers a reprieve from the enemys guns.

"Obliterate them! But leave the command ship crippled. I want them taken alive as proof of our superiority."

The star destroyers opened fire, their massive guns doing what they were designed for. The enemy fleet was hemmed in on all sides, and had nowhere to escape. The corvettes were destroyed instantly, erupting into plumes of fire before breaking apart. The frigates were next. Squeasha had positioned her ship somewhat underneath the enemy, allowing her to target the vulnerable undersides. There was no time for evacuation as turbolasers tore through their hulls, and the broken husks that were left soon drifted slowly towards the planet. Squesha knew that the wreckage would fall on the surface but had decided it was not worth breaking it apart further in case it lands on imperial troops. Not her fault if they didnt look up.

The mon clamari cruiser was a tougher nut to crack. Squesha knew these ships well, after all they were built in her homeworld. It was still putting out considerable damage, and she winced as the star destroyer to he left took a heavy blow that disabled one of its primary ion cannon turrets.

"Get to the rear of that cruiser! I will keep its attention. Once you are in its rear arc it has few gun emplacements that can target you. You should make short work of its engines."

She shut off the fleet wide comms.

"We are going to get their shields down. All guns target their deflector shield projectors!"

Thanks to her insight the crew already had the schematics of that ship in their targetting databanks, the MC 95 class heavy cruiser. The deflector shield projectors were on the port and starboard blisters, and had a large heat build up as the shields took their beating. Fighter control sent out a command:

"Bombers of Flight wing Alpha and Beta, target the Port and starboard deflector shield projectors respectively. Two interceptor squadrons are to accompany each."

From the flanking star destroyers the bombers flew out, each accompanied by their interceptor escort that had rejoined them. Heavy proton bombs and torpedos were launched, leading to catastrophic failure of the enemy shields. They were helpless.

"Fire at will! Bombers take out their guns! And prepare boarding parties."

Without shields it was no contest. Great explosions tore through the engines, and the enemy guns fell silent as they were taken out one by one. It was over in minutes. The enemy cruiser listed and smoked, completely disabled. The fighters returned to their hangers, their losses minimal. Inside the hanger of The Enforcer several shuttles launched, each with a full compliment of troopers. They had their orders: Take as many prisoners as possible but eliminate anyone who still dared to fight back.