<< Report 3 - final report >>
CAPT! Veris II Sonnar contact! multiple contacts!…." the ensigns voice wavered slightly and drifted off
"Damn!" Capt Perra silently muttered. This is a good crew and a fine ship I couldn't have asked for a better crew. Even though they were fresh recruits……
This was the third wave…… The first wave ambushed them right as the approached the communications probe. Simple Kralians, must have wandered away from the homeland, easy enough. Nevermind the Rear Admirals orders to not engage, a simple fleet or two of cruisers was no match for the 8 ship recon fleet. They were easily dispatched enough to get the crew excited a simple "Whitewash" maneuver and EMP their shields then let the gunners have target practice. But, never forget, the Kralians might not be smart, but the are not dumb either. They had brought friends…..
The second wave slammed into the fleet almost with no warning. Skarans, with cloaking and jumping. They took out the Light Cruisers "Moth" and "Llambda" before we knew what hit us. Our 2 scouts jumped into the fray and held their ground while we regrouped behind the asteroid field. Both are now derelict. God rest those souls. We pushed them back but we were bleeding. Sent out distress call over an hour ago… still no response… maybe signal is jammed.
"We HOLD them HERE!!" bellowed Parra. Getting a few glances from the cadets, they knew this was a final stand, and they stood their stations. Makes a Captain proud.
The Skarans were back, and they brought more friends to the party. Looks like they were coming in on a pincer maneuver, trying to squeeze us between them and 3 heavy carrier fleets of Arvonians and if that wasn't bad enough those damn Kralian cruisers…. easy enough to kill, but when they come at you 20-30 at a time it's rough
We had our ship, the Battleship, now bloodied by battle, repair teams trying to get the sensors back online. 2 of our cruisers were ok, minor damage, the other 2 cruisers were hanging on by a bulkhead. We could use the reserve fleet, but they don't know we are in trouble. If we don't stop them here….
"CAPT ! More sonnar contacts! coming in fast! Oh My!" this time the commas officers voice squeaked…
"Visual!" barked Parra
over 15 ships came into view on an intercept course. There were no markings, no id call signs, and their shields were up and their weapons were hot….
"Looks like you guys need some help?" a bold voice came over the comms station.
"who the HELL are YOU?" yelled Parra over the comms channel
"Pirate Lord Wethington, at your service, along with some rag-tag merchant ships retrofitted….So you need some help or not?"
Parra smiled "why, yes, I would be obliged to let you assist, and you can have any plunder from those ship you find….. and the rum will be on me"
"You heard him boys! Rack 'em and stack 'em" the Pirate Lord hollered as the reinforcements moved into a support position
Just how they got 2 dreadnoughts, 2 Missle cruisers and a Battleship in to this sector without Terran Investigative Services knowing, I'll never know and they are not telling….
<< end report 3>>