[Conference Room - Deck One - USS Chimera NCC 96899-C]
"Glad you all could make it." Rojac said to the senior staff gathered around the conference table. Stars streamed by behind them as the ship cruised along at warp speed toward the Karador Sector - the launching point for Beta Group's mission in Operation Magna. "And think you for tuning in." Rojac nodded to the viewscreens in the aft section of the room that were broadcasting the briefing to the Rapier and Eagle's conference rooms.
"As you all know, we are all art of Task Group Beta in Operation Magna. We are assigned the task of assaulting a suspected Romulan base in the Stellar Nursery region of Quorum space." Rojac stated. "Starfleet only recently deduced this base's location - and we have yet to get a visual of the location. We'll be the first to lay eyes on it. The intelligence we have so far is limited to the warp trails and tracked traffic coming to and from the area."
The Captain reached down to a console at his end of the table and tapped in a few commands. The holographic emitters projected a three-dimensional map of the Stellar Nursery Region. "Long Range scanners cannot get through the antiproton levels, or the residual radiation present in stellar birth; but thanks to our recent operations at Padassa Station we have gathered enough data to point us in the general direction."
"As you can see here," he witched the view to a wider map of the war theater, "the operatives we freed from Padassa were able to track many ships from this region to Romulan Efforts in the Rios, V'Tar, and Khasazi Pass areas of space." As he spoke red arrows emanated from the stellar nursery to the mentioned areas of space. "Starfleet Intelligence believes that there is a shipyard present - possibly the same shipyard that produced the Thalaron Cruisers that attacked V'Tar."
Cropa took to his seat and crossed his arms across his chest. "If there is a shipyard here, and as major of a base as they believe there is, it could explain why such a mass majority of the war has been fought along this front, and not along the area of space closer to Romulus. Intelligence believes that the Tal Shiar, or another branch of the Romulan military has relocated the base of operations out of this area as an effort to off-balance Starfleet's efforts in the war." Rojac smirked, "But we're not so easily fooled."
"But we're a small strike group, and our success is resting on the efforts of our diversionary groups: Alpha Group in Padassa and Charlie Group in Erassian Space." Rojac said. "Our ships have been refitted with Erassian stealth plating technology to help keep us hidden in the harsh environment of the Stellar Nursery - where traditional cloaking technology will not work. Still, it is a dangerous mission to undertake." Rojac said.
"The Century Class is a battleship with top-of-the-line weaponry and a fighter squadron aboard. As such, the Chimera will be the front-line ship and will go into the base head first." Rojac said, switching the holographic projector's slide to that of a simulated mock up of a standard romulan base (colored in green) with a blue representation of the Chimera flying straight toward it. "The Eagle is a katana class, built for stealth and maneuverability. As the Chimera assaults the front-side of the installation, the Eagle will slip around back. Her job is to insert our infilitration teams once the deflector shields are down and then attack from the rear-side." Rojac said, looking toward the port viewer at the Eagle's senior staff. "The Rapier is a sabre-class built for speed and will be our back-up. If things get too heated Commander Trzetrzelewska is ordered to head back to UNITY an request back-up. Until then, they are to provide support in ship-to-ship combat with the Lancer and Erassian Squadrons."
Rojac crossed his arms atop the table. "Understood? Now each ship's CO will brief their senior staffs for their orders in the upcoming operation." Rojac said. Soon after, the screens with the Eagle and Rapier's conference rooms disappeared. He looked around the room as the officer gathered before him. "So, here we are. The Chimer is taking the deadliest position in this upcoming fight. I need your departments in the best possible shape to ensure our success."
"We will arrive at Karador in 23 hours. Major Cortez and LtMajor Shao, I want your teams to transfer over to the Eagle at that time, fully armed. It will take only three hour to reach the nursery from there, where you will be inserted. Major Cortez, make sure your security department is in capable hands before you leave."
He turned his focus to Lt Fisher, "Mr. Fisher, I'm expecting heavy casualties in this battle. I need your department to be prepared. The enlisted crew quarters in the forward section of deck 10 can be reconfigured into traige and medbay facilities. The deck lobby can be reconfigured into a nurses station. Lt Vaughn and his department will help you in the transformation." Rojac nodded to the Acting Chief of Operation as he said the last part.
"Lieutenant Kroitzer, I need your team to work with the tactical department to make sure our new cloaking system is not compromised. All power supplies and fluctuations must be monitored 24/7. Any anomalies will need to be investigated and remedied around the clock." He turned to Levison, "that means that you need a man at Auxiliary tactical dedicated to monitoring the cloak systems, Commander, in addition to the drills leading up to the battle."
"As for the drills," Rojac turned to Major Walters, "Major Walters will be running battle simulations from the bridge at 1800 and 2000 hours tonight. The first drill is for alpha shift, the second for beta. Delta and Gamma should be on stand-by for tonight and ready to fill-in if need be during the operation." Rojac turned to his new XO, "I'm sure you can handle it, Major. I will be making rounds during the simulations to ensure each department is ready."
Rojac leaned back and crossed his arms. "Other than that, just make sure everyone is ready for battle in the morning. We go to Red Alert at 1200. If there are any questions, you may see me in my Ready Room and I will answer them. If there is nothing else, report to your department and brief them." The Captain stood. "That is all. Good hunting."
[End Log]
Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
