OOC:Actually, I don't really care about the SW's anymore. All they are is a quick, clean way of ending a war. There are other ways... However, I do care about the Freightor containing Anti-Matter. Anti-Matter is a pretty rare commodity and has good value in reactors and weapons.
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Paul looked at the small holographic comm board in the battleroom. It was lit up with incoming messages. One from mamajama saying that Station Pybin was completely evacuated. Several messages that had been forwarded to him containing clips of audio from a few freightors that had been destroyed. Paul filed that away as something to investigate after the battle. A report from the Zachit saying that they had stopped sending ships into several areas due to their frequent destruction. A vector confirmation from the reinforcements coming in system. And last but not least a message from several research institutes stating that they had prototype mechs ready for production and had been shipped to Mira for inspection.
Paul looked back at the battle. The Miranu forces were beating back the Azdgari invaders, leaving many dozens of ships drifting through space. The remaining Azdgari ships had formed a large formation at one end of space, and from Pauls point of veiw it looked like it was going to soon pop like a pimple and expand outward, engulfing several warships that were haranguing them instead of drawing back and regrouping. As a test, he ordered these ships to group up at one end of the formation, and then make a micro-jump back to the battlegroup. As he had thought, the formation expanded quickly and just barely missed the ships as they fled into hyperspace.
As it stood, the Miranu forces might just barely come out victorious in this battle. Paul saw several dozen hyperspace tracing lines appear in the hologram. These lines were jumping in on the other side of Priato, invisible to the Azdgari fleet due to the sensor shadow caused by the planet. Several seconds later, Vice Admiral Gerald Derinth contacted him on an encoded private frequency and requested orders. Paul told him to come around on the left of the formation while the main battlegroup took them from the right and the front. Paul started a timer and ordered the fleet to move out. The timer started counting down till the time when Geralds taskforce would be able to make a microjump. 1:29...1:28...1:27...1:26...
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Droidship ATX-0001 ran through its list of orders. Stay cloaked after activated until signal is recieved. If shields fall below 20%, jump towards the nearest system and detonate in hyperspace. Stay moving for as long as possible. ATX-0001 beamed in information from a groudside station as to the ships in-system. Hostile ships gaurding every jumpoint. Several more searching for something with active sensors. ATX-0001 ran through all the possible senarios in a matter of seconds, and only two came out with favorable outcomes. Go north on the elliptic plane, or go south, and there was a 82.091938140% probability of surviving the search and recieving the burst transmission that would decloak it. ATX-0001 shut down the top engines and transfered power to the bottom engines. As it glided smoothly through space, it slowly transfered power to the top engines untill it held a 45° angle above the elliptic.
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Ships in reinforcement fleet:
4 Dragon Dreadnaughts, 36 Ares Crescent Warships, 48 Heavy Fighters+Carried Ships
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Disruptor Cannon Development
ETC:10 Posts
Mech Reconstruction
ETC:Awaiting final selection
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