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Start Log
----------***Breen Base, Canna III***
The two Orbital Drop Pods thundered through the atmosphere
with the outer hull blazing white-hot. Like meteorites they
plummeted in an inexorable freefall towards the ground until
at the very last moment the reverse thrusters kicked in slowing
the ODPs just enough as to not liquidise their human cargo.
The two pods slammed into the ground releasing a shockwave
of ice and steam and within fifteen seconds the commandos
inside were out of their harnesses and deploying out of the
pods. Moving swiftly over uneven ground towards the base
they fanned out. When they found a entrance doorway to
the main building they placed a device on the metal plate.
The device drew out all the heat energy in the door bringing
it's temperature down to almost absolute zero at which point
the commandos moved back a few paces as a small explosive
charge in the device detonated shattering the metal door like
glass. With a hand motion the commandos advanced up to the
door and the point man engaged his thermoptic camouflage and
entered the building. The point man fired his silenced rifle
twice dispatching two Breen soldiers waiting in ambush. He
released the camouflage just for a second and gave the hand
signal for the rest of the commandos to follow him in.
They advanced into the building taking out Breen soldiers as
and where they found them. The unit split into groups to clear
the building quicker and cut off any escape routes for Breen
command personnel.
They quickly found the secondary command centre and
prepared to storm it. Captain Jankowski leader of the Special
Forces Unit sprayed what looked like shaving foam in a large
square with a cross through it on the wall about three
metres away from the door. He then placed a remote
detonator into the centre of the foam and motioned to the
others to back off to a safe distance as he did as well.
He pressed the trigger blowing a hole in the wall. They were
charging as soon as they heard the explosion. Jumping through
the hole he spotted his priority target, a weird looking alien
looking around dazedly. When it spotted Jankowski running
towards it lifted its hand to unleash a wave of telepathic energy
but Jankowski was quicker bringing his rifle butt down onto the
alien's head with a resounding crack knocking it unconscious.
***Space Above Canna III***
Anya banked hard and grimaced as the high G force crushed
her body into the seat as she barely evaded disruptor fire from
the Scorpion II on her tail. Just about every maneuver she tried
the enemy could match. This was no mere rookie flying an
advanced fighter...both fighter and pilot were exceptional. They
were facing an elite squadron just like themselves.
There was no option left to engage the enemy squadron, she
would have to use that strategy... "Lancer One to Sun God"
"I read you Lancer One, what are your orders?" First Lieutenant
Narvel Tenoro replied.
"Authorisation Thunderbolt. Use of Puppetmaster is approved.
Switch Datastream to Hive Mode and all missiles to space
suppression mode." Anya shouted over the sound of a disruptor
blast hitting her shields.
"Puppetmaster isn't fully complete yet Captain..."
"Now is not the time to bloody argue Leftenant!" Anya shouted.
"Aye Captain, initializing now." Sun God cut off as Anya's screens
went black. The same process was happening on all the other
fighters including the four Z-105 Shadows still on Chimera. The
screens lit up with a loading bar building up to 100%.
Upon completion it lit up in the centre with a large image of the
Seal of the Erassian Alliance. "Well now we're in the shit." Anya
muttered. She heard cries of puzzlement over the Squadron
Comm channel which she ignored. The sidestick started moving in
ways she wasn't controling. The targeting system went haywire
and launched all the remaining missiles which spread out
detonating in the direct path of other enemys.
The enemy were confused as the tables had sudenly been
turned on them. Anya flipped her fighter backwards and linking her
pulse cannons and chainguns fired everything she had into her
pursuer. The Scorpion II spun out of control and slammed into the
top of Anya's Lancer damaging it.
The Romulan Squadron broke off from the furball and jumped to
warp. Her comm panel came to life fuzzily "Lancer Five to Lead. Do
we pursue?" David typically was eager for the hunt.
"Negative Five. Send me damage reports and RTB. Sun God start
analysing the info on the Scorpion II's and forward it to my office.
Make no mistake people we're lucky to be alive and save the
questions till we get back I'll answer them then." Anya listened
to the chorus of acknowledgements, cut off the comms channel.
She looked towards where the Prometheus was burning great trails
of light through the Romulan Troop Transports and sighed. The
deployment of the Scorpion IIs onto the battlefield was a bad sign
of what lay ahead in the war.
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End Log
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Marine Captain Anya Xerxes
Flight Ops CO
USS Chimera - C
Captain Richard Jankowski (NPC Ixus)
Erassian Alliance Special Forces
EAS Prometheus
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