[Canna III - Canna System - Erassian Space]
"Evasive maneuver Tango-three!" Rojac shouted gripping the sides of his armrests. "More power to dorsal shields! Phasers at will!"
Lieutenant Rayna Dior's reaction time was impeccable. No sooner had Rojac shouted the order than had she already pitched the bow of the Chimera straight down. Her deft fingers quickly triggered impulse to full, and simultaneously fired maneuvering thrusters to hurl the Chimera into a counter-clockwise barrel roll. Taking the opportunity - the tactical officer fired the five dorsal type XIII phaser turrets, pounding the lead Breen battleships ventral section. As the corkscrew matured he activated the lateral starboard turrets to continue his barrage.
But the breen took their shots too. The lead vessel and their port-side counterpart broke off formation to pursue the Chimera - the heaviest hitter of the three allied ships. The third Breen battleship went up after the Prometheus and Eagle - who pitched upward after the sudden confrontation. Even despite the equal numbers, the breen couldn't hope come out victorious over the superior firepower of a century class warship, a katana-b, and an Erassian destroyer. It had to be a distraction, a time stalling measure.
The Chimera's bridge shook slightly as the type-three disruptors made contact with the shields. With a quick glance at his armrest display Rojac noticed the shields were fine, but so were the Rapier's.
"Reese," Rojac shouted, "can you counter that anti-shield beam?" The bridge shook from another blast as the second target pulled in-line behind them.
"Firing aft turrets!" Tactical shouted.
"I'm going to need more time before I can effectively counter the anti-shield beam." Jade said quickly reading reports and trying to get the shield modulation to where it can withstand a hit from that weapon.
Rojac grimaced. Breen were known to use energy dampening weapons, but to have one that could bring down shields that quickly? That was an ace in the hole, and Rojac wanted the joker.
"Captain!" The efrosian science chief, Ra-Zerphimi, called from the starboard station. "Sensors are detecting six breen freighters on an escape vector on the dark side of the planet. They are powering up their organic warp drive systems."
"We can't let them get away," Bren spoke up, addressing Rojac.
The bridge shook from another disruptor blast as the two pursuers coordinated attacks on the Chimera's aft. "Whats the time of intercept from Lancer 1's current position?" Rojac asked.
"Too long." Zerphimi replied. "They'd be at warp before then."
Rojac nodded, and stepped up from his chair to approach the auxiliary tactical station. "Get them off our ass for a moment." He shouted to the stationed officer, who nodded at fired the pulse phaser turrets - scoring direct hits to one's port disruptor array. The captain, and former tactical officer armed four of the five dorsal torpedo launchers and targeted a wide spread around the escaping freighters.
"What's your plan, Captain?" Bren asked as he checked the influx of data on his console.
"They are distortion torpedoes, Commander." Rojac said. "We can't afford to let them escape to warp - so I'm collapsing subspace for a while until we can capture them later."'
"Clever move," Bren replied. "We have them outmatched as it is. As the Borg would say, resistance is futile."
Rojac pressed the fire command and watched as the brilliant flares fired off toward their targets. He then turned over control to the tactical officer as the timed detonations executed in unison around the attempting escapees. Zerphimi kept his eyes glued to his console as he reported, "It worked. A distortion field is preventing them from going to warp - us too."
"I don't plan on retreating." Rojac replied. "Arm quantum torpedoes, full spread on the fore. Reese give tactical all you can spare to targetting. Dior, come about eye-to-eye." Rojac ordered assuming his chair once again. "Take 'em out. Quick and clean."
On the Eagle...
"Quantum torpedoes - three spread. Fire!" Commander Typhon, CO of the Eagle, ordered through his respirator. Moments ago, the Prometheus had brought down the ventral shields of their mutual attacker and Typhon took the punch. Three torpedo's struck the underbelly of the Breen vessel and and sent rippling explosions through it's underbelly.
"Direct hit." The tellarite science office reported. "Their warp core is toast, EPS conduits are leaking plasma throughout the vessel. She's--" She was cut-off as the viewscreen expressed the fury of the detonation, "toast."Lieutenant Rayna Dior's reaction time was impeccable. No sooner had Rojac shouted the order than had she already pitched the bow of the Chimera straight down. Her deft fingers quickly triggered impulse to full, and simultaneously fired maneuvering thrusters to hurl the Chimera into a counter-clockwise barrel roll. Taking the opportunity - the tactical officer fired the five dorsal type XIII phaser turrets, pounding the lead Breen battleships ventral section. As the corkscrew matured he activated the lateral starboard turrets to continue his barrage.
But the breen took their shots too. The lead vessel and their port-side counterpart broke off formation to pursue the Chimera - the heaviest hitter of the three allied ships. The third Breen battleship went up after the Prometheus and Eagle - who pitched upward after the sudden confrontation. Even despite the equal numbers, the breen couldn't hope come out victorious over the superior firepower of a century class warship, a katana-b, and an Erassian destroyer. It had to be a distraction, a time stalling measure.
The Chimera's bridge shook slightly as the type-three disruptors made contact with the shields. With a quick glance at his armrest display Rojac noticed the shields were fine, but so were the Rapier's.
"Reese," Rojac shouted, "can you counter that anti-shield beam?" The bridge shook from another blast as the second target pulled in-line behind them.
"Firing aft turrets!" Tactical shouted.
"I'm going to need more time before I can effectively counter the anti-shield beam." Jade said quickly reading reports and trying to get the shield modulation to where it can withstand a hit from that weapon.
Rojac grimaced. Breen were known to use energy dampening weapons, but to have one that could bring down shields that quickly? That was an ace in the hole, and Rojac wanted the joker.
"Captain!" The efrosian science chief, Ra-Zerphimi, called from the starboard station. "Sensors are detecting six breen freighters on an escape vector on the dark side of the planet. They are powering up their organic warp drive systems."
"We can't let them get away," Bren spoke up, addressing Rojac.
The bridge shook from another disruptor blast as the two pursuers coordinated attacks on the Chimera's aft. "Whats the time of intercept from Lancer 1's current position?" Rojac asked.
"Too long." Zerphimi replied. "They'd be at warp before then."
Rojac nodded, and stepped up from his chair to approach the auxiliary tactical station. "Get them off our ass for a moment." He shouted to the stationed officer, who nodded at fired the pulse phaser turrets - scoring direct hits to one's port disruptor array. The captain, and former tactical officer armed four of the five dorsal torpedo launchers and targeted a wide spread around the escaping freighters.
"What's your plan, Captain?" Bren asked as he checked the influx of data on his console.
"They are distortion torpedoes, Commander." Rojac said. "We can't afford to let them escape to warp - so I'm collapsing subspace for a while until we can capture them later."'
"Clever move," Bren replied. "We have them outmatched as it is. As the Borg would say, resistance is futile."
Rojac pressed the fire command and watched as the brilliant flares fired off toward their targets. He then turned over control to the tactical officer as the timed detonations executed in unison around the attempting escapees. Zerphimi kept his eyes glued to his console as he reported, "It worked. A distortion field is preventing them from going to warp - us too."
"I don't plan on retreating." Rojac replied. "Arm quantum torpedoes, full spread on the fore. Reese give tactical all you can spare to targetting. Dior, come about eye-to-eye." Rojac ordered assuming his chair once again. "Take 'em out. Quick and clean."
On the Eagle...
"Quantum torpedoes - three spread. Fire!" Commander Typhon, CO of the Eagle, ordered through his respirator. Moments ago, the Prometheus had brought down the ventral shields of their mutual attacker and Typhon took the punch. Three torpedo's struck the underbelly of the Breen vessel and and sent rippling explosions through it's underbelly.
Typhon chuckled, his respirator making him sound like a dark lord of the sith. His hydration suit sloshed as he turned to tactical, "Send Colonel Hendricks my thanks on that one."
"Aye sir." The Bolian Lieutenant replied.
On the Prometheus...
Colonel Hendricks watched as the currently targeted Breen vessel was raked by high yield missiles and devastating Arclight fire from his ship. His grin ever predatory as the enemy's shields collapsed and the USS Eagle delivered the fatal blow with a barrage of torpedoes driving deep into the enemies hull.
"Incoming message from USS Eagle. 'Thanks for the opening.'" The Comms Officer said as the explosion died down on the holographic display in the centre of the bridge.
"Send a reply. 'Thanks for the fireworks display'" Hendricks said before turning to the Helm and Weapons Officers at the front of the Bridge. "Take us in, I want Captain Jankowski's men all set for their little ride into hell. Orbital Drop Pods prime for launch."
[End Log]
Commander Bren Ohmsford
Task Group Alpha Commander
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Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
Marine Captain Jade Reese
Chief of Operations
USS Chimera
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Captain Frederick Mayo
Commanding Officer
USS Magellan
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Colonel Alfred Hendricks
Commanding Officer
EAS Prometheus
Commander Bren Ohmsford
Task Group Alpha Commander
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Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
Marine Captain Jade Reese
Chief of Operations
USS Chimera
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Captain Frederick Mayo
Commanding Officer
USS Magellan
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Colonel Alfred Hendricks
Commanding Officer
EAS Prometheus
