The Assimilation of Dilonexa XXIII

[Darth Varlon]

"Wraiths, break off, their out." Var said and grinned. "We've caught ourselves a good haul, and it seems they didn't have a chance to take out the engines."

He turned to another panel. "All capitol ships, push forward. Seven sins, guard those cruisers."

He then turned to Dyne. "I release the fleets troop compliment to you."

[c] ***[/c]

Outside, Seven of the Wraith Cruisers took positions up near the three damaged cruisers as a large contingent of Stormtrooper Transports launched and headed their way.

Coming right for the fleet, however, was the three Frigates, and six Corvettes. Fire already danced between the two fleets as the Death Wind, her ISD escort, and her 18 other Wraith cruisers plowed into the minor fleet.

The SSD Death Wind, however, continued her way through the engagement, spitting fire at anything in its way as the return fire slammed into shields that had evened out. The massive dagger had mere minutes until it reached orbit.

[DarthPoreon]

Launch all Fighter Squadrons!

From the hangar bays of the three Interdictor Cruisers, an Interceptor Squadron poured out. There was a combined force of Three Squadrons of Interceptors. The starfighter battle was in the Nebulon B Frigates favor. They had a combined force of Six Squadrons.

Gunners, get targeting solutions ready, begin firing on my mark.

The Admiral would wait to unleash the power of his force until the enemy struck. Afterall, It looked more impressive on a Debriefing Report.

Admiral Poreon, the Nebulon Bs have unleashed their fighter squadrons. Shall I tell the fighters to engage?

[b]Yes Ensign, tell Major Allger that he will be incharge of the starfighter battle

[Khendon Sevon]

Khendon, sitting slopply in his command chair, put down the book he had been skimming, The Art of War by Sun-Tzu. He cracked his neck and looked at his data display, no targets for him.

As Khendon became comfortable and sipped some coffee the lights in the room went red. “Status!”
“Sir, one escort carrier, four carracks, two dreadnaughts, and two strikes just pulled out of hyperspace. They have targeting solutions on us!”
“have left take on the Carracks, all fighters attack whatever is released by that carrier, have right move in on the strikes, and middle and us move onto the escort carrier and dreadnaughts.”

Khendon held his forehead and rubbed his temples, he had a headache.

[Adm Makarov]

::Admiral Vladimir Makarov, tall heavy set man in his mid forties, sat in the control chair of his task forces flagship. An MC-104gg named Glasnost, that was leading 14 other warships and 40 bulk transports to Dilonexa XXIII to pick up a much needed shipment of food stuffs. He hated these types of missions, all this firepower at his command and he was escorting something that would be a waste of time for pirates.

The fleet of transports along with the warships dropped out of hyperspace at the far end of the Dilnexa system and started heading inwards towards the 13th planet.::

"Admiral, flash comm. traffic from Dilonexa Thirteen. Sir their being attacked by an unknown force. The ships in orbit are tearing through their defenses easily."

::Makarov turned and looked at the junior officer, answering in a heavily accented english::

Any sign that they have spotted us yet?

"No sir. Orders?"

Launch the W-wings from Glasnost and Haltor, their stealth should allow them to get in close enough to clear out some of those fighters. Order the transports to remain here, and for the rest of the ships to move to just outside the sensor range of those ships, we don't want let them know we are here just yet. Also find out if there are any other Republic ships within range and call them in for back up.

"Yes sir."

::Makarov turned and watched as 5 squadrons of the stealth W-wings raced away from his ship and the captured Imperial Escort Carrier Haltor. Slowly the 14 warships crept in behind the 16th planet out of the sensor range of the attacking forces.::

New Republic forces:
1-MCC-104gg Heavy Cruiser
1-Imperial Escort Carrier
2-MC-80a Medium Cruiser
4-MC-60c Light Cruiser
4-Nebulon-B2 Frigates
4-Lancer Frigates

[Khendon Sevon]

Khendon smiled as his left group rained fire upon the carracks and easily defeated them, disabling one, destroying the rest; “preserving there army is best, destroying it second-best.” – The Art of War.

Khendon put his arms behind his back and yelled orders, “Have a shuttle confiscate the disabled ship, open fire on the carrier, now that we are in range, and have left aid right, outflank, come from behind.”

“Has anyone taken recon on the outer areas of the system?”
“No, Sir, not that we know of.”
“Launch two squad of StarVipers to the surrounding space, once right and left are done have them transfer power to their juiced up sensor arrays so that we can see the area better.”

Khendon went back to watching as his ISD and two Marauders ceased fire and the enemy carrier blew up.

“We have much work, and little time.”
(Edit: the gods plague me w/ typos)

[Darth Renegade]

Leaving the bridge of the Death Wind, Laran breaks into a jog, moving through the corridors of the large ship making his way to the hangar bay. He arrives, breathing a little heavy. One of the tech approaches him

"Sir, Skull 1 is prepared and ready to go."

They begin walking together towards Skull 1, the engines already warming up.

[i]Good, I'll be leaving immediately.[i]

The tech look at him once more, and snaps a quick salute to him

"Good hunting sir"

Renegade climbs into the cockpit. Even before his is seated, he begins closing the hatch. Reaching over his shoulder, he grabs the belts and straps himself in, and then puts his helmet on, snapping it into place. With a confident eye, he looks over the console, and then grabs the stick and begins to ease the ship towards the hangar doors. He radios to the bridge

This is Skull 1, leaving the hangar now, keep me updated on the situation below

He throttles up, and Skull 1 shoots out of the belly of the Death Wind into the cold region of space. He flies under the ship and comes out in the thick of the battle

Skulls, this is 1. Keep up the good work. Remember, the Y wings are priroity, use your missles on them, not the Z95's. Tacital shows they are down 1/3 of their fleet. It won't be long now. Skull 1 out

Laran quickly readjusts his ships setting, turnign his shields down to 80% and the engine up to 120%, favouring speed against the obsolete crafts. The lasers are then set for dual fire. No sooner then he has finished with the setting, he has the chance to try them out. He banks hard to the right, the G forces increasing, and come down over top of a y wing.. He begins firing his laser, connecting with 6 shots. The Y wing comes apart at it's seems in a fiery explosion

[Dyne Darkforce]

Dyne turns and salutes Varlon. He gets onto the comm for the ship.

"Ok, time to deploy the shuttles into space for landing on Dilonexa XXIII. BBN will accompany me to the planet and anyone else who wishes too. Bring your own group of stormtroopers with a shuttle. The objective is to make them submit to us. Attack their main troop garrisions and forces first. If they do not submit then.....kill them, no mercy. We MUST take over the whole planet and its primary strongholds. The use of deadly force is of course, authorized. Once your area has been secured, send a transmission to me and Commander Varlon on the Death Wind, This is for the glory of the Empire!"

He turns to BBN and nods to him as a transmission comes onto the comm from Khendon's Hawk's Eye.

Khendon: "It seems that other forces have entered the area. I am the closest to the force, I shall engage them."

Dyne quickly spoke back to Khendon over the comm

"Ok, Khendon, rip them apart. Commander Varlon and Poreon will give you back up if needed."

Khendon: "Alright sir, thank you."

Dyne quickly turned to Varlon.

"Varlon, can you tell Ren to back the shuttles up and protect them as we descend upon the planet? We will need a escort in that period of time, then he can begin bombardment as the other fighters patrol you around here. That should give Ren some more fun and with the NR here, it will make it interesting."

Varlon: "Already done, good luck Dyne."

"Thanks Varlon."

As their conversation ended and shook hands, he turned to BBN and began to head down to the gathering of troops with the shuttle groups. BBN and Dyne were going to use their personal fighter ships to escort the shuttles and back-up the fighters out there as well then descend on the planet. Arriving at the hangar, the troops and shuttles were ready and briefed. BBN and Dyne got into their ships and deployed with the rest of the shuttles. The two were the Omega squadron as BBN was his wingman. As their systems and shields were online, he went over the comm to BBN.

"BBN, we have to watch these shuttles and make sure the damn enemy doesnt get to them. Use all you got on them, we maybe have to assist in the clearing of the NR forces that have arrived as well. Khendon has engaged their fleets right now. We will descend on the planet as soon as that is done."

BBN: "Gotcha Dyne, everything is online and ready to go."

As he got off the comm, Dyne looked around as Ren's fighter squadrons continued to clear out the area. He smiled as it was clear for now.

[Khendon Sevon]

Khendon smiled as the last strike cruiser blew and spoke, “Have all squadrons, including our recon StarViper squads, return, set course for enemy fleet. Bring us into a sphere formation. Scan targets and try to get me a list of ships. Move it!”

Khendon looked at his pad and read of the enemy fleet’s size and ships. He smiled a little and looked out the view port, his fleet almost near theirs.

[Big Bad Naga]

Inside of "Mirage II" Naga pressed all the necessary buttons and began to charge his lasers. He and Dyne were to escort the troops to the planet.

Naga looked straight through his main viewports. The Z95's were approaching at top speed. He revved up his engines and double-checked the laser chargers. Everything was ready. Naga took hold of the trigger and balanced out his speed and attack power.

He watched a Z95 zoom by. Naga swerved his ship around and matched his targeting box with the fighter. He pressed the trigger twice, and watched as the two green lasers hit the Z95 and damaged the shields. The fighter increased speed and flew away. Naga spun his fighter around again and watched Dyne ingage in battle with another Z95. There seemed to be three of them in all.

His sensors turned red, indicating that he was being shot at. Naga noticed the Z95 was heading straight for him. He looped his ship around at the last second and released 4 more shots. Thrre of them hit and destroyed the Z95.

He looked out his side viewport and notcied that Dyne had destroyed one too. The third one was flying around taking pot-shots at BBN. Dyne swerved his fighter to the left and sped up to 2/3 throttle. Naga was doing his best to avoid the fighter.

He cheered loudly when just above him the fighter exploded from Dyne's ship. He keyed the commlink on.

Naga: "Dyne looks like things are cleared. We can proceed to the planet. But watch out for more New Rep forces, just in case..."

[Darth Varlon]

"This is Varlon to fleet, full 180." He said across the fleet wide comm on encrypted channels. "Be on lookout for NR forces, slightest sign of them, report back."

"Yes, Lord Varlon!" Nearly overlapping responses came back.

[c] ***[/c]

Outside of the bridge of the bustling SSD, the ships begain to form in a V in opposite to their origional entrance formation. By now, teams had captured the three MC80s and moved them back to the rear of the formation as the last of the NR fleet was annihilated.

And all was quiet, on the Dilonexa XXIII front.

[Skroth da Ripper]

*Skroth doesn't like the ensuing silence in that part of space, now that he has had a taste of action, he needs more. So he opens a channel to the Lionheart.*

Skroth: Dyne,I havn't quite had my fill of action quite yet. Mind If I tag along?

Dyne: Course not. You got the JD for after the mission?

Skroth: You better believe it.

BBN: You better have brought enough for me too.

Skroth: Don't worry BBN, I got you covered. Hell, This ship has whole fridge full of JD. So don't think I'll run out on ya. Though I wouldn't put money on that with all the troopers we're bringing along. Oh well. See ya on the planet. Massacre out.

*Skroth follows Dyne and BBN down to the planet.*

[Adm Makarov]

::The stealth properties of the W-Wings were working as advertised. They had been able to sneak in on the attacking forces unseen on scanners. As the five squadrons barreled in on their targets they caught the forces horribly unprepared. Two of the wings fired their warhead loads at the large SSD, 192 concussion missiles streaked through the sky sending the SSD into chaos as the missiles appeared out of nowhere. 97 of the missiles impacted the shields dropping them to 83%. The other 3 wings each targeted on of the Wraith Cruisers bring their shields down an average of 19%. After breaking off their missile runs the fighters turned to engage the TIE fighters screaming around the sky.

Makarov stood on the bridge waiting for a report on the initial attack.::

Report.

"We caught them off guard sir. So far no losses to us with 8% losses to their fighters so far. They know we are here now sir. Should we move the rest of our ships in to engage?

Da. We will take the SSD the rest those Cruisers and that ImpStar. I want A-, E- and X-wings going after the fighters, Y-and B-wings attack the SSD and ImpStar with proton torpedoes and then go after the fighters.

"Yes sir."

Any word on some support?

"Negative Sir. We have received no answer to our transmissions."

Very well. Helm, move us in.

::With that order the rest of the fighters launched from the ships and headed for their targets, as the larger ships moved forward into the fight.::

Fighter complements (in squadrons):
5 W-wings
4 E-Wings
5 X-Wings
2 A-wings
2 B-Wings
1 Y-Wing
1 StarViper

[Darth Varlon]

Aboard the SSD, fires raged on the bridge. Var was swearing to himself. "Full target on their command cruiser, I want EVERY battery firing." He shouted across the comm as the ships pushed through the fighter cloud, shots raining out destroying them in moments in the literal sea. "Get fighter groups out there."

[c] ***[/c]

Outside, the skies lit up with turbolaser fire out on the Admirals command ship. The combined firepower of twenty-seven ships, plus the three captee's, quickly withering its shields. Within minutes, the forward shields had collapsed and the hull was being peppered with fire as the fleets fighters engaged the enemies.

The Death Wind and her fleet wouldn't give up without a fight.

[Darth Renegade]

Another Y wing is blown to bits. Laran is about to set course for his next victim when he sees explosions all around the SSD Death Wind. He gives his head a quick shake seeing all the new fighter around. He opens up the secured comm channel to the bridge of the Death Wind.

Varlon, I have visual now with the New Republic forces. I'm sending over my sensors reading to you. I want continual updates on your shield strenght. Skull 1 out.

Gritting his teeth and cursing under his breath, Laran continue to fly through the battle unscathed. Quickly formulating his plan in his head, he opens the comm unit again, this time to his Skull squadron.

Skulls regroup. We have new fighters. Cut the jabber on the comm, and collect yourselves. We will not be outflown by an bunch of upstart pilots. We still have superiority over them.

He takes a deep breath, and flies towards the new fighters. An A wing flies into his scope. He reacts with complete confidence and fires off an advanced missle. It streaks through space, and in a matter of seconds the A wing is no more.

I want priority on all torpedo ladden ships. There is to be nothing getthing through to our capital ships. If they do, it'll be your heads. Squads 1-2, regroup at point Zulu and form up and move to engage any craft threatning our ships. Squads 3-5 will engage all other fighters. Once again set everythign to your preferences.

Laran rolls hard to the left, an X wing streaks by him, narrowly missing him. He banks hard to the right and slows his ship down. The xwing slowly comes into his cross hairs. He fires off his lasers. Shot after shot streaks out and lands on his target. After the7 consecutive hit, the X wing blows apart.

The time has come to show your courage and loyalty to the Empire. Step up your abilities, and send these guys packing

[Fritz 7]

Fritz continues to dodge avoiding missiles and lazers while looking for enemy ships then spots a Y wing and quickly locks it in his crosshairs then fires several lazers at it destroying it. Fritz then has to quickly dive down to dodge a lazer coming from an X wing. Fritz then turns and gives chase until it is in his crosshairs then fires a missile and destroys it then continues the search for me ships to destroy

[Adm Makarov]

::The two MC-80a's slowly slipped into the path of the onslaught that the Glasnost was taking.::

Thank god. Get those shield generators back online.

"Yes sir"

"Sir we are seriously outgunned here, those ships we thought to be Strike Cruisers are packing more than we thought."

So I see XO. Suggestions?

"Use the transports sir. Have their crews set the auto-pilots and then abandon ship. They would become 40 extremely large ballistic torpedo's. They couldn't take out all 40 of them sir."

::Marakov thought about the option. Bulk transports were becoming harder to find for the New Republic and he would be destroying forty of them.::

Very well. Have half of them do it. Have the other twenty ships pick up the survivors.

"Aye Admiral."

::And so the orders were given. As the shields of the MC-80a's began to fall and the ones on the MCC-104gg came up again 20 unguided ships cruised at top speed for the SSD and ISD. There was no way they could destroy them all, or for that matter move completely out of the way. It was a costly maneuver but better than dying.

[Dyne Darkforce]

Dyne received a transmission from Ren as he was flying along the shuttles.

Renegade: "Dyne, seems like the NR forces have made their presence. The Skulls are on the fighters they deployed. Varlon and Khendon have engaged the capitol ships."

"Alright Ren, thanks for the heads up. We only have some stray Z95's tagging along. BBN and Skroth are my wingmen right now, so they will help clear the enemy presence. I think we will escort the shuttles to the planets atmosphere. If need be, ill break off and come help you out there."

Renegade: "I dont believe it will be needed, our other squadrons have been deployed to take on their fighters. Also, once we clear their fighters im sending my bomber squadrons to assist in the bombing of Dilonexa's strongholds."

"Yeah thank you Ren, when we land shuttles at the appropriate destinations then we shall begin the purge. If we make the majority of them fall, the others should give up. If they dont, then they shall pay hell."

Renegade: "Alright Dyne, stay frosty and keep in touch for the operation. These fighters shall fall quick, and ill be with you in the purge soon, their ships should be easy to handle."

"Alright, see you soon Ren. Omega leader out."

Dyne went to the comm over to the shuttles and also BBN and Skroth.

"Alright men, you heard Renegade. We keep with the shuttles and they should be with us soon. If they need fighter help ill take me personal ship the Lionheart to assist them. I want BBN and Skroth to cover the shuttles if that situation arises. I want the shuttles to keep their shields up and Omega 2 and 3 as well."

BBN: "Alright Dyne, I got it covered on that end."

Skrothe: "Roger Omega 1, we will proceed with the shuttles as planned."

"Ok Omega leader out."

Dyne kept a close eye on the targeting computer to make sure of any enemy presence. Keeping his shields up and his throttle to the maximum. He looked to his left out the cockpit, every so often seeing explosions light up the space.

"Seems like Ren, Var, and Khendon are having fun up there."

He laughed to himself as he said that then thought about Fritz and Anubis. Dyne got onto a frequency with Ren.

"Ren are you there, this is Dyne speaking."

Renegade: "Yeah Dyne, go ahead."

"Are Fritz and Anubis having fun blasting ships?"

Renegade: "They are fine, having as much as fun as me. Dont worry about it, im covering their backs....you know me."

"Yeah yeah I know, just making sure thats all. They are my comrades after all. Alright, Omega 1 out."

He nodded to himself and continued on at the planned course. Monitoring the targeting systems every so often.

[Khendon Sevon]

Khendon smiled as he saw the shuttles. “Left take them out with everything you have. Right, stay back; you’ll be fire support. Center will move and engage enemy forces. Launch Scimitars and have them destroy the Imperial Escort Carrier, without a place to refuel their fighters we’ll have them in my back pocket. Send the Tie Defenders against the heavy Cruiser and have us train all batteries on them as well. Launch all six StarViper squads and have them take care of any enemy fighters that come in range.”

As these words left Khendon’s lips the formation broke, like an organized line of water, and reformed, heading towards their designated targets.

[Big Bad Naga]

Naga watched as two more Z95's appraoched at attack speed. He keyed his comm on and opened the channel to Omega 1 and 3.

Naga: "Dyne, Skroth and I will take these two on, you stay close to the transports."

Both clicked their comm channel twice to confirm they heard. Dyne stayed in the straight path, while Naga and Skroth broke off and went after the fighters.

One Z-95 Headhunter managed to maneuver it's way behind Naga. BBN let the Force control the rest of his actions. He quickly stomped on the brakes and watched the Z-95 speed by.

Naga sped up again and aimed at it's engines. He released the firepower. They hit and damaged the shields.

He looked to his left for a split second and saw that Skroth had finished off the other Z-95.

"Not bad Skroth, not bad at all."

Naga quickly increased speed and caught up with the fighter. He released another barrage of firepower. The Z-95 exploded, and Naga broke off. He returned to Dyne and Skroth who had just returned.

"Path all clear guys."

[Adm Jon Northe]

* Adm. Northe sits on the bridge tapping his fingers, waiting ::

Lt. how much longer?

" 20 mins sir "

* Jon Send a comm to Adm. Makarov *

Sir, I have recieved your message and we are 20 mins from your location, I'm here to assist you.

I have brought:
1:ISD
2:Strike Cruisers
4:Neb-G's
4:Lancers.


Northe out