General Alec Kendrix looks out the viewport of the Renegade Fighter, a MC90 Star Cruiser and his flagship. The day was still very young. Three huge fleets had converged in this one area in space... all for an unknown prize at the end. A prize so valuable that these three forces have rallied here to fight to the death for it. Imperial, New Republic and a Warlord. Alec, determined to win this battle nodded to his second in command. It was time...
ALEC: "Move into formation... the Mon Cals will concentrate on the Star Destroyers while the other ships have their targets. Tell our attack fighters to take out the smaller ships and fighters while we take down the big guns. Go!"
A voice came from the sensor station. A young officer said, "General the opposing forces are in battle formation and are advancing!"
ALEC: "Red Alert!"
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(Okay folks... it has started... now we see who wins!)
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*a message comes over the comm units of the Kendrix' Rebel fleet and Zanghi's rogue independent fleet*
Rebel scum, this is the Grand Admiral Damir De'Chulat of the Imperial Eclipse-III Star Destroyer Palpatine's Vengeance. Surrender immediately or face the wrath of the Empire!
*the Imperial fleet comes out of hyperspace in front of their two fleets, heading towards them at full speed*
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At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi.
At last we will have revenge.
ALEC: "Admiral De'Chulat, this is General Alec Kendrix of the New Republic fleet. The New Republic does not take kindly to threats. I suggest you take your Empire and go back home to Bastion. Kendrix out."
Alec looked out the window at the Imperial fleet.
ALEC: Comm, jam their comm signals. Fighter Control, launch all the attack fighters but keep the bombers inside until I give the order. Sensors, watch Warlord Zanghi's fleet closely... they've been pretty quite so far. Now lets get moving!"
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LYNK FORMER: This is Commander Former of Phoenix Squadron, okay team we know the mission plan, keep any Imperial and rogue fighters off the main cruisers and try to drive them towards the Lancer Frigates...
*to first officer* Activate comm-jam overrides.
*over the comm units* The Emporer has returned, and this planet, once captured, will be the first stepping stone towards the conquest of this galaxy. None of you worthless rebels will leave this system alive. This is your last chance to surrender.
*aside to 1st officer* Order the support ships and their fighters to set up a fighter screen between the enemy starships and the planet. Prepare ground troops for landing.
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At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi.
At last we will have revenge.
OFFICER: Sir, the Imperials are launching a strike force that is heading to the planet!
ALEC: What are they doing? They'll never get past the nebula!... oh well it's their loss.
SECOND OFFICER: How shall we proceed?
ALEC: They don't seem to know that the nebula is highly volatile... send Phoenix, Tago, Nebulon, and Zero Squadron to make a hit and run wave at their fighter screen. Just to make 'em think we're desperately trying to stop them...
SECOND OFFICER: ...Then when their landing ships move into the nebula it'll send off a chain reaction and...
ALEC: ...Boom! There goes their landing party.
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LYNK: Change of plan Phoenix squad. I've got new orders coming in. We're to perform a hit and run operation on that fighter screen just outside the nebula.
Lynk and Phoenix squadron turn their E-Wings and head for the screen...
LYNK: Here we go...
First officer: Sir, the rebels are launching fighters. Four squadrons, sir.
Damir: We have more than enough fighters to deal with them. Is our fighter screen in place?
FO: Yes sir.
Damir: Good. Tell them to intercept the rebels. Have the troop carriers and drop ships launch and head through that nebula towards the planet surface.
FO: But sir, sensor readings indicate that the nebula is too volatile for our ships to safely pass through. The ion emissios from their engines would cause an explosive chain reaction in the nebula's gases.
Damir: Very well. Order no less than four squadrons to escort our drop ships and landing craft around the nebula.
FO: What about Zanghi's fleet? They're blocking passage!
Damir: They have not moved in over an hour. Order the landing ships to keep a safe distance, but go around them.
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At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi.
At last we will have revenge.
Captain: Sir, shall i order an attack
Zanghi: No, let them come to us, then well finish them off.
Captain: Yes Sir, but what about the ships coming inot our sector.
Zanghi: How many are there?
Captain: I count four squadrons as escort for multiple landing barges.
Zanghi: Prepare the troops and launch the suttles, we'll get to the planet first. And put out our fighter screen, i want those barges destroyed.
Captain: Yes sir.
Zanghi watched as General Alec and De'Chulat began fighting in the distance.
Zanghi: Prepare for battle, we shall soon clean up this mess.
OFFICER: General Kendrix, the Imperials are still proceeding sir.
ALEC: And?...
OFFICER: It looks like Warlord Zanghi's ships are holding their position. If this keeps up the Imps and Zanghi's forces will clash.
ALEC: Hmmm... we could use this to our advantage. *turning to another officer* Order our fighters to hold back and out of the range of the Imperials firing range. Tell them to head in after the the Imperials and the Warlords forces are weakened. Oh and if any of the Imperial forces makes it past the Warlords lines... tell them to go after them. By that time our fleet will be in position to back them up.
SECOND OFFICER: As ordered, sir.
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LYNK: Hang on Phoenix squad... I've got some new orders coming in. There's been another change of plans. We'll camp out here until the enemy forces are weakened then go in to clean up the rest.
*on the bridge of the Palpatine's Vengeance*
FO: Sir, Zanghi's starships are moving to engage us.
Damir: These warlords' armies are all alike, cut off their head and the body will die as well...
[to weapons control:] Is Zanghi's Super Star Destroyer in range of our superlaser?
WC: In twenty seconds, if we turn the ship slightly toward his bridge.
Damir: Good. Target the bridge of his flagship. Behead the serpent.
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At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi.
At last we will have revenge.
ALEC: Looks like the imps and the warlords are about to engage... this should be interesting
Zanghi: Break off your attack, Captain. And prepare the ship for hyperspace.
Captain: But Sir, the enemy is in our sights.
Zanghi: No, we're leaving, we can fight another day. Now, how long before the jump?
Captain: 2 minutes sir.
*Zanghi's fleet clears the gravitational field of the planet and enters hyperspace.*
I can't come here that often anymore guys. If someone wants to assume command of my fleet, it will be waiting as New Brigia.
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"We will crush the Rebellion in one swift stroke."
OFFICER: General, the Warlords fleet has jumped into hyperspace!
ALEC: WHAT? Why are they retreating now???
OFFICER: Unknown, sir. They just packed up and left.