Preemptive Silencing

[Burkhart Kelborn]

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While the attack on the repair and refit is ongoing there will be a strike of similar importance on the communications relay. This will severely hamper battle coordination of the Imperial forces in the system. Calls outside of the station and later on in the conquest of the planet this will matter greatly.​

"Uh, sir. You probably shouldn't be smoking." A young voice came over to Burkhart's pointed canine ears. Turning slowly he looked at the point of origin and saw a youthful marauder who looked to both be aware of who he was speaking to and still chose to speak up.

Burkhart was no small Morling but he also had respect for when people were correct. "Royt, my apologies vod." He said and stamped out the thick cigara on thee wrist plate of his beviinir armor. The man nodded, appreciating the respect shown to his confrontation. "Make sure our scannahs are oop. Don't want noon ov those pesky impies snekin oop on us." He added, getting back to business.

The ship had recently exited hyperspace and was at the edge of what would probably be classified as high orbit over Kuat. The other fleet had moved into position and were sharing intelligence. This could be a timed assault that worked into a decisive planetary invasion if everything worked out well.

The Sol'yc Mer'sheb made its way forward at a steady speed of fifty MGLT. The Field Marshal did not want to tax the ship by heading at full speed towards their target. Along side it was a slightly smaller nynir class corvette. Each with their compliment of MM10 starfighters and MM11 starbombers the two capital ships had an additional dozen mm5 starfighters as escorts.

The dropship that was normally inside the retrofitted audacious class corvette had been replaced by Burkhart's personal ship, the Effervescent. The ship had extensive capabilities and if need be he would utilize its capabilities. The vessel was not necessarily better than the corvette he stood within, but it certainly had its own strengths and weaknesses.

Along with the escorting starfighters he expected a notable supercommando in her own unique vessel to be joining the attack. Reyna Solus was her name though her call sign read 'spicy bader'. Solus clan members with their names, perhaps he should do something with Clan Kelborn. There was more of them coming out of the word work by the week it seemed and was hard to keep track.

Keying the commlink to her ship's communication he spoke over the secure channel. "When we geht cloose make sure our bombers aren't gettin too harassed. Expect them to scramble fighters once we get within a kilometer at least." The starfighters and bombers that were part of the corvettes' compliment lacked hyperdrives in exchange for added firepower and defensive measures. They had to get to the target and back to the corvettes if possible. This would be an interesting day if for nothing other than the fireworks ahead.

 

[Reyna Solus]

Inside the cockpit of her ship, Reyna sat with a cigarette in hand. She'd been drinking a little bit but nothing too extreme, at least not in the sense that it would affect her ability to fly. It was more or less to just take the edge off, the coming encounter with Sith forces pushing her a little bit towards nervousness. Under normal circumstances she'd have been the furthest away from nervous that you could get, but the normal circumstances would mean she'd have boots on the ground and be plunging her beskad into the skull of any Sith she could find.

Instead, she was engaging with her ship, flyin compliment with her friend Burkhart. The last time she and Burk had been on the same ship they'd managed to space some stupid Sith _and_ escape local authorities, but the doggo had been piloting that time and she'd just been gunning. Now Reyna would be doing both, and though she was a competent flyer she'd never actually been in a real dogfight before. Oh well, first time for everything.

"Roger that," she said idly to Burk's command. Flipping a few switches and toggling a few knobs, Reyna got her ship as ready as it could be for the upcoming fight. For now she maintained visual on the Sol'yc Mer'sheb, though the Moose would be ready to go in balls deep should Imperial forces suddenly make an appearance.

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[Burkhart Kelborn]

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Just as Burkhart had predicted the immediate communication relay area of the man made ring scrambled starfighters. He wondered if the pilots were either stupid, insane or were just loyal to some equally idiotic commander. Whatever their state of mind it was clear they did not stand a chance. The two corvettes moved towards the communication relay and the small craft moved to complete their attack runs.

streams of laser cannon fire from various ships lit up the void stretching between them. Starfighters embroiled in dogfights took one another out. But the small number of the ill equiped defense force were swiftly decimated. The payloads from the bombers and the assisted firepower of two corvettes made short work of the target.

"Take oos clooser ta tha garrison base. I'll be asssitin in lowerin those shields around it." With that being said to his deck officers he knew that some of the troops would be looking forward to assaulting the base. The fire power that had not even been used on the comms relay would be turned towards the base if they were able to lower the shields of the garrison base. Burkhart would head to the hangar once that was done and move onto the next theater of war.

victory by default for mandalorians
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