Plute had had enough of piloting fighters. Since the Dreden ships were incapable of supporting "aliens", he and his top tacticians had been forced to remain in their fighters.
Plute had an idea however. While Sten was breifly under alien control, a light cargo vessel had been landed their and captured when the Dreden retook the planet. Plute's engineers had been renovating it since their arrival, and finally it was ready.
"Sir, modifications complete"
Excellent, soon I will have decent quarters again
The ship's cargo bays had been modified to support a Dreden heavy assult team/boarding party. Plute's plans were ready to commmence. He sent out a message over the intercomm at the Sten Spaceport.
"I need assult teams 49A, 23D, and 18A to report to hangar 59 please. That is all"
Within an hour, the teams were gathered.
"I'm glad you're here. You will recieve a full breifing on the ship. Reports show that there is an alien cruiser stationed in the defense fleet at Sentaurus Prime. Our goal is to capture this cruiser. Each team will have a specific assignment, which you will be given on the ship. We are to depart in 3 hours, so be prepared."
3 hours later, the ship departed as planned. Escorted by 2 of the heavy fighters, the modified alien cargo ship approached Sentaurus Prime.
"This is Cargo Transporting Unit 1329349-47B carrying food and metals for Cruiser Alien Spaceship(YOU try the abbreviation) Kthrakmalont IV requesting permission to land on pad 339." After a few very tense moments, the response came "You may proceed to land"
The 9 aliens including Plute himself wore merchant garments. They wheeled the crates carrying the wating commandos into the ship one by one, their multiple hearts beating very loudly the whole time. Finally, the last crate was wheeled in.
"NOW" Plute roared. The commandos burst out of the crates, capturing the startled aliens manning the cargo bay. "Jam the main entrance immeadeatly, I don't want a swarm of troops behind me. And knock out all outgoing transmissions.". The door was locked and the code and frequency changed. Luckily for the assult team, most of the crewmembers were not on the ship, but the ship was big enough that the ones remaining did pose a serious threat. "Shoot only those who are armed! I need them to serve as my crew!" Plute said as he blasted a guard. The fighting was intense, and the crew members on board were very hard to subdue. Soon, half of the ship was secured, and only the upper levels remained. "Team 1, secure engineering before they realize we mean to take this thing and knock out the engines. Team 2, Secure the bridge. Team 3, Stay with me, we have to secure the beam turrets, go!" The fighting continued for the better part of an hour. Finally, the last part of the ship was secured. Luckily, the ship was fueled enough for one jump. The Dreden assult teams suffered heavy damage however. Teams 1 and 2 were completely wiped out on the final assult on the living quarters, and Plute's team 3 had only 12 surviving members to force the alien crew to pilot the ship. Plute lost 3 of his dearest friends that day.
"Get us off of this planet!" Plute said. The cruiser, which Plute renamed the A.C.S Euphoria III, blasted off. It only took minimal damage from the defense fleet as it's takeoff was a surprise. Tell the 2 heavy fighters to dock with us, then take us to Sten!
The ship entered hyperspace and was finally back in friendly territory.
334th Fighter Squadron has secured an alien cruiser for a flagship, the A.C.S Euphoria III. Positioned in Sten And Refueling
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