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((Closed to Taung characters. This battle will involve my character, Kalin Skirata, as well as Kavrin Skirat and Kot Prudii. If you are a Hutt or Republic character and wished to be involved PM me. OOC thread here.))
Hyperspace was multitude of color that was soothing to watch, even for someone as such as Kalin. He always enjoyed observing it through the windows during his travels. The first time he saw it was years ago, though he was more relaxed then. Nearly no troubles in the galaxy. It was a different time then, not necessarily better, but different. Kalin had grown tremendously since and this was one of the moments that proved it.
“We will be arriving shortly sir”, a Neimoidian officer informed him, bringing his attention back to the present.
Kalin turned and looked around the bridge. He was standing aboard a Dread-class warship designed by the Hutts. It was on loan, so to speak, from the Hutts for the mission. It began when Mand’alor was contacted by the Emperor’s men and tasked with raiding an important planet. Mand’alor, being a busy man, gave the responsibility to Kalin. He was to raid the planet Balmorra, an industrial planet important to the Republic. As the focus of his mission was the raid they didn’t plan on staying. As soon as the targets were destroyed they would retreat. It seemed simple enough but rarely was anything in battle that simple.
“Exiting hyperspace in 3……2……1”, the vessel seemed to grunt and moan as the vortex was replaced by a single planet surrounded by stars.
“Open a channel with the other ships as well as my men. Start the jamming signal immediately, they won’t be calling for help anytime soon.”, Kalin brought five other ships with him, another Dread-class warship and four Malice-class Gunships. He figured this was enough firepower to insure the missions success. The order to contact his men referred to the Taung he had brought with him during this mission. Though he was forced to use Hutt tech and equipment there was no way he was leaving the vital objectives to these buffoons.
“Jamming active, channel open.”, Kalin began speaking immediately, “Launch all squadrons, give them no opportunity to defend themselves. All Mando’ad squad leaders proceed to your objectives. All others your objectives are to defend the main squadrons." , with this thirty-two squadrons of Pondhopper-class Starfighters rushed from the ships.
The plan was simple. His Taung squad leaders commanded two squadrons each. They would be tasked with destroying any defenses around their intended targets. The remaining squadrons would be tasked with destroying opposing starfighters that intervened. The targets were some of the largest factories at Balmorra’s capital. There were other prime targets situated around the world but destroying them would take to long and speed was imperative. Once enough of the capitals defenses were destroyed or preoccupied Kalin would launch a barrage of concussion missiles at prime targets in and around the city. There would be civilian causalities but they would be acceptable.
Hyperspace was multitude of color that was soothing to watch, even for someone as such as Kalin. He always enjoyed observing it through the windows during his travels. The first time he saw it was years ago, though he was more relaxed then. Nearly no troubles in the galaxy. It was a different time then, not necessarily better, but different. Kalin had grown tremendously since and this was one of the moments that proved it.
“We will be arriving shortly sir”, a Neimoidian officer informed him, bringing his attention back to the present.
Kalin turned and looked around the bridge. He was standing aboard a Dread-class warship designed by the Hutts. It was on loan, so to speak, from the Hutts for the mission. It began when Mand’alor was contacted by the Emperor’s men and tasked with raiding an important planet. Mand’alor, being a busy man, gave the responsibility to Kalin. He was to raid the planet Balmorra, an industrial planet important to the Republic. As the focus of his mission was the raid they didn’t plan on staying. As soon as the targets were destroyed they would retreat. It seemed simple enough but rarely was anything in battle that simple.
“Exiting hyperspace in 3……2……1”, the vessel seemed to grunt and moan as the vortex was replaced by a single planet surrounded by stars.
“Open a channel with the other ships as well as my men. Start the jamming signal immediately, they won’t be calling for help anytime soon.”, Kalin brought five other ships with him, another Dread-class warship and four Malice-class Gunships. He figured this was enough firepower to insure the missions success. The order to contact his men referred to the Taung he had brought with him during this mission. Though he was forced to use Hutt tech and equipment there was no way he was leaving the vital objectives to these buffoons.
“Jamming active, channel open.”, Kalin began speaking immediately, “Launch all squadrons, give them no opportunity to defend themselves. All Mando’ad squad leaders proceed to your objectives. All others your objectives are to defend the main squadrons." , with this thirty-two squadrons of Pondhopper-class Starfighters rushed from the ships.
The plan was simple. His Taung squad leaders commanded two squadrons each. They would be tasked with destroying any defenses around their intended targets. The remaining squadrons would be tasked with destroying opposing starfighters that intervened. The targets were some of the largest factories at Balmorra’s capital. There were other prime targets situated around the world but destroying them would take to long and speed was imperative. Once enough of the capitals defenses were destroyed or preoccupied Kalin would launch a barrage of concussion missiles at prime targets in and around the city. There would be civilian causalities but they would be acceptable.
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