Faction Taking over Binaros(Sith Order)

[Omon Kaa / Darth Diem]

Taking of Binaros

Part 1: The Reconnaissance.​

Emptiness and stillness at the edge of Sith Empire controlled space, was abruptly ended as two vessels exited the light speed. Main one, stood like a gigantic space rock, or a smaller moon. The beautiful wonder that was Ferrata Class planetary assault carrier The Denouement. Few kilometers In front of her, spearheading this assault, was CSD The Covetous.
On the command bridge of the upgraded Harrower, Omon Kaa / Darth Diem sat at his heavy anti-gravity chair. Looking at the mass in front of him, that was planet Binaros.
The planet that he is about to claim for himself, by the wishes of Darth Atramentar , who desires to test him for apprenticeship, by giving him the task of occupying this world.

"Send the drones" on his command, 20 middle sized drones sprung from the hanger, and ignited their engines, falling down in to the atmosphere of the Binaros.

This planet was not foreign to him, many scans, recorded holographs and holo-texts existed for centuries back. But still, he needed to gather intelligence on its currant condition.
10 drones would go to the known sites and locations, and check their integrity and existence. While other 10 will map out surrounding terrain of those first sites.
Binaros was a mostly oceanic planet, with only small amount of land masse near equator. So the drones would not have much work. The existence of the old facilities from Darth Sidiuses Empire were known. And now, they will about to be reopened and restarted.

Sea on Binaros was extremely hot, due to the underwater volcanoes that were sprawling everywhere on the planet. And Omon planned to use that natural row power in to creating potential steam factories above the sea level.
The vegetation was dense and heavy, the extremely warm climate made the plants flourish on the small amount of land. Even that could be a potential resource, for many organisms would be thriving under such conditions. Should they be brought in.

Oldest structure on the young planet, was a ruined cult temple, just below the mysterious "Dead Zone". Believed to be made around 300 BBY.. and on top of it, Darth Diem was about to build his stronghold. And securing it will be where he will take the command of this invasion.

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In the belly of the huge Carrier, 3 Mastadon troop transporters stood ready. Each filled with 90 troopers and 10 speed-bikes. Troopers wore the woodland camo gear, equipped for the rain forest conditions. Ready to start the first wave of recon-invasion.

Beside them stood 3 Orent Walker Carriers, with 6(2 each) Rapid Enforcer/AT-RE walkers inside their mechanic fingers. Which was, considering the landmass, more then enough to easily take the ground.

Above them, being prepped by pilots, were 6 most impressive MAAG assault gunships, without any additional troops for landing, but just to provide the cover for the transporters & troops once they are on the ground.

Plan was that one third of the forces, each take one of the three crucial points of the Binaros landmass. Omon would take the old temple site, while two commanders would take east and west coast of the mass. Each creating their own little barracks "town", with equipmant dropped from above, once the sites are secured.

As the first scans started to appear on the screen of The Covetous, Omon gave the order for Go.

On his words, 12 fighters burst from the hanger and in to the planets atmosphere, as a recon squadron for the vessels that left the huge planetary assault carrier, some 30 seconds after them.
As the fiery lines were drawn on the sky, from the ships entering the atmosphere, Omon stood up from his command chair and with calmness in his eyes, took the elevator down the hanger.
"Prepare my shuttle." young Sith ordered, donning the Mandalorian helmet on his head. Once in air, he followed behind the invasion forces, watching as they broke off in to 3 parts. He followed the middle one.

Fighters scrambled off the land mass, circling around the landing place. As the huge valley was chosen for it, like many did before them. 2 MAAG's burst from the clouds next, firing 3 vegetation burning projectiles each 5km from the next one. Projectiles would incinerate a specific patch of grass, trees, or any other kind of lifeforms, and then simply died out.
"Patches are clear, patches are clear! Transporters are a go. Over!" on the words from gunships, 3 Mastadon trasnpo's landed each on one side of the landmass, each on its own scorched landing site. White mist followed by the sound of hydraulics let the doors drop down, 5 speed-bikes rushed out from each, being guided by the gunships above. Half a minute later, 30 troopers from every ship exited, taking a defensive position in a circle. Leaving the remaining 60 troopers inside.
"Troops on the ground! Send in the walkers. Over!" as the command from the gunship was given, 3 walker carriers stood in air in front of the troops, letting the 6 Orent's drop from their claws. 2 Orent's per each landing site.

With a hard smack, light two legged walkers started to clear the path toward the each rally point. In Omon case the old temple ruin, some 10 kilometers from the landing zone. 30 troopers, in 2 groups per 15, started walking beside and behind the well armed and armored Orent light walkers. As the remaining 60 troopers started to make a portable barrier field around the ship.

"Take the controls, and open the door. This is my exit.." trooper took the control of the shuttle, just as they were some 10 meters above the group of troopers. Jumping from the back door, he landed beside the men who jumped from the unexpected drop. Omon grinned then nodded for them to move.

The jungle was thick and humid, echoing with sounds of birds and insects. When he used his helmets heat signatures view, Omon could see a collage of organisms all around them.
"Your helmet sensors wont be of much use here. Too many interference. Use the drone pings and.." he pressed his com link, signaling The Covetous to enter the atmosphere above them "..scans from the walkers radars, to catch any bigger movements.".
He knew that the land mass is not big enough for them to run in to any planed resistance. But predatory species are known to be quite feral here. And who could say which new kind popped up since the last species log in.

Shadow of the Covetous was slowly appearing high above them, ready to deploy the cargo ships that will drop their barracks parts and the food supplies.

Suddenly a loud crash, somewhere in front of them, echo all around. Sound of metal being twisted and thrown, was followed by a scream, scream that cut all the noises of the jungle down..
Everything went silent, aside from the troopers screams. It could be heard both live and via their com links. And it sounded terrifying. After at least 25 seconds he quiet down, completely.
Mummers of the troopers could be heard here and there, as Omon closed his eyes and light his crimson lightsaber.. "Silance!" on the command of his dominating voice, soldiers were doing their best to stay calm. Omon reached with his inner touch, trying to feel what happened. He couldn't sense the soldier, so he was undoubtedly dead.

The crash, must have been the speeder. They would be the first one.. he thought, jumping on to the tall walker in front of him. "Speeders, pull back now! Until we know what we dealing with, you cant fly blind." on his command, the 4 remaining recon's reported in, and moments later they were speeding beside them. As expected, one was missing.


End of part 1.

 

[Darth Atramentar]

He always had dislikes the vast space vasted on the bridge of a Harrower. Even the newer versions still maintained this flaw and proved to be a statement against pragmatism and simplicity. No captain or admiral ever needed that much space, not even an invasion Commander would require it. They would simply utilize the vast tech of holo tables and displays to oversee their troops, not attempt it with their bare eyes from the ridiculous view ports.

Three Harrowers and a Resurgent-shaped vessel had left hyperspace over Binaros. Their hulls in blank gun metal but with various red markings all over them. Just like their crew, they were a statement against deception, subtlety and any attempt to neutralise the projected power of a capital warship. They are war-made tools, the extension and sword of the Sith.

Darth Atramentar was standing on the bridge of one of the Harrowers, not the larger battlecruiser, and observed the ground operations of Omon Kaa / Darth Diem . His own ground troops were not on action stations, he was not here to help or support the attempt of the young one. The flotilla was in defensive formation though and ready to engage anyone intercepting or coming into the system without invitation.

The arms crossed behind his back, the dark armoured figure observed how the troops landed and how they went on high alert when the first bike went missing.
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[Omon Kaa / Darth Diem]

PART 2: The Feeders​

"My Lord, several vessels just appeared few miles from us. We identified 3 as Harrower Class!" the voice of the captain from The Denouement echoed inside his helmet. Calmly, Omon looked up in to the skies.
Master, I can sense its you. His gaze now changed in to that of a predator, looking in to the thick vegetation from the top of Light Walker. His Master arrived, and he would not be denied this planet, nor fail in his task!
"They are friendly, remain stationed.." he said in too his comlink, then took a knee on to the walker, yelling to the people inside "..AT, move forward and fast! I need to see what we are dealing with." he lifted his fist up, giving order everyone to stay put in a defensive positions.

The two legged light walker started to agilely run across the tall grass and rocky terrain. Omon, holding one of the antennas, reached out with the force again.. trying to sense what is that attacked them.
He knew of the few predatory species on Binaros, but each of them would appear on their scanners as a bigger animal. No, this was something small, yet deadly. Something seemingly new.

Suddenly, he felt a great danger, and he felt it all around them. The Walker was slowing down as the rock formation were becoming more and more bigger, with humid moss on top of it.
Young Sith eyes started to glare with fiery color and purpose, as he was scanning the surroundings more with them then with his Mandalorian helmet.
And after few moments, he saw it.. it was an infestation of a armored like bugs with similar look as a flee. Only much much bigger, more size of a cat.
They were swarming over eachother, their pointy needle looking beaks swaying from side to side. And it seemed that they could jump.. at least 1 meter in height.

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These are Feeders, but much bigger and more aggressive then it was logged. No doubt one jumped in to that speeder.. Omon thought, while hitting the roof of the Walker, telling them to stop.

"Fire at the trees directly above us, and to the side, I want skies over us open.. now!" on his command, walker started to blast tree branches all around them. Lighting his red blade, he jumped down, and started to run in to the bugs path. With his saber in the right hand, stretched down his leg, he put the left in front of him, and gave command to 2 Gunships flying behind him.
"MAAG's, on me. I want you to fire incendiary projectiles, directly at my position, exactly when I say!" he ran in to a group of some 10 bugs, and Force push them away from him, continuing to run forward.

The Gunships appeared the second later, hovering some 10 meters from the Sith.

Several bugs jumped in to him, their needle beaks ready to stab him, but his saber made a upward spin cutting 2, then sideways return cutting 2 more. All the time he was running, and making sure they are following him. Seemed hundreds of them.. but Omon doubted it was more then 50.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks on one of the taller rocks, creating a Force Barrier around him, watching as the Feeders ram in to it, and growing in height from the sheer numbers that were pushing from behind.

Omon did not want his world burned, so he had to maximize the kill ratio by using smallest amount of ordinance.

He could feel the Force pushing him down, as the weight of Feeders and their relentless charge raise up.
"Get ready to fire.." he ordered the gunships, then let the Barrier fall down, and the Feeders bursting from all sides toward him.. he force pushed himself off the ground some 6 meters in height and in to the direction of the gunships "Fire!!".

4 incendiary projectiles were released from 2 MAAG's, each firing 2. They pass beside Omon, and exploded right i the place where all the Feeders rushed in too. Killing them instantly.
Young Sith returned to his vantage point on the Walker, then send the recording from his helmet to all of his troops. Talking to them via comlinks.
"This is what we are dealing with. They are bugs called Feeders, thou much more evolved then since last seen. They eat meat.. take the small rations from the transporters and use them as bait. They will attack it in swarm, make sure at least 3 of you fire at the same spot." he send the text command to the Walker he was on, telling them to proceed to the Temple Ruin alone, just with him on top. He will take it alone.

"Troopers from the transpo's, out! Leave 20 to guard the landing site, rest of you join in and eradicate the Feeders. Gunships are too powerful, we will burn too much of flora and fauna. And I need it. MAAG's will be your eyes from above, meat in ration packs will be your bait.. you have more then enough to beat a barely evolved life form. Take this planet with me!" on his command the troopers yelled back, reinvigorated now once they knew the enemy and had an actual plan.

They started to throw the baits in to the tall grass, scanning from movement of the Feeders size, then blast them.

While closing in on his target, the Temple, Omon also send the message to his commanders on East and West beaches. Making sure they know about the potential threat.
In just few more minutes, he will touch the oldest structure on this planet.. and cut anyone who tries to stop him from claiming it.

Darth Atramentar Arrgata Sentro

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[Arrgata Sentro]

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Two Light Sith Imperial Cruisers made their exit through force field of one of the huge hangar exits, from the giant which was the Planetary Assault Carrier - The Denouement.

LC Sandor and LC Viserion who had the commander of this pair on its bridge. Commander Arrgata Sentro stood with her arms crossed over her chest, backs straightened, wearing a tight camouflaged Naval uniform which show her strong physic through fabric. She commanded enough respect over her men just with her abilities alone, but she did enjoy the fact she also held their hearts captive with her womanly charms and beautiful looks.
So from time to time she would wear very provocative outfits, then watch with pleasure the spark in her crews eyes, spark which shown they belong to her, body and soul.

But just as they were locked to her, so was she locked to her dark master and Commodore, Dart Diem(Omon Kaa).

And now she was again, as so many times before, an instrument of his desires and ambitions. Her master gained a governorship of planet Binaros, and while he and his troops secure the land mass, she will start the long process of taming the huge boiling seas.
Task which will undoubtedly take years to complete, but non the less it started with her and her mission.

Few transporters started to appear beside the big cruisers, they were carrying on them several specially made drones, that can withstand enormous temperatures and pressure.
They will be the first of many steps toward conquering the sea.

"Master Diem. We are entering the Orbit in several seconds. LC Sandor will take few transporters and fly over southern seas. I will take the North, with Viserion. We hope your mission is going well."
She spoke to the comlink, though there was no reply yet. They must be engaging in some activity, or the long range signals might be jammed by the The Denouement. She did not know. But her message will go through at some point.

Thick clouds greet them, as the ships burst through them, dropping down toward the surface of the planet. Arrgata issued the orders to her sister ship, before taking the course North.
"LC Sandor. Protect the transporters while they drop the cargo. I want five drones submerged, do not lift up until you know for sure they are singing undamaged." she spoke with authority, and her marines responded "Yes Sir!".

She observed the sea surface, once they got closer, visibly boiling water made her shiver for a second, imagining what a terrible way to go that must be. Steam and bubbles of air dominated the hostile image below them. But she knew, as her master told her.. that untold riches lie below that seabed.
And the potential species who can live in such conditions.. well it was simply astonishing, what will they be able to do once pierce in to their DNA, and unlock the secrets of their bodies.

Voice over one of the screens spoke "We are at the coordinates Sir. Should we begin the drop?" officer asked. And on Arrgata's nod, he half yelled the command in to the comlink.

Each of the 5 transporters started to open their big back door, hovering above the water. The floor of the vessel started to extend outwards, on it, a huge droid in a shape of a Cephalopoda activated and started to swing around its four huge metallic tentacles. Seconds after, the floor below them disappeared back in to the shuttle, and the probe-droids dropped in to the boiling sea.

With excitement on her face, commander Arrgata jumped to one of the screens that was connected with the drones. Observing their dissent in to the murky depths.

"How are they vitals?! Are they responding to the heat..?" she asked her first mate, while locked on the screens in front. After few seconds of silence, the officer answered..
"The Squids are fine sir! At the moment they are resisting both pressure and the heat. 100 meters, 130 meters, 150 meters.." he called out every new 20 meters.

They will hold damn them! They will hold. And we will have this world. Small smile appeared on her face, knowing that she will not fail her master.

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