User blog:1hs444/The Heist of Unicorn Hydra VII: Part 5

Part 5

Finally, getting into the good part.

==Part 5==

The Goldeneye stealthily exited slipspace, a good million kilo's from Unicorn Hydra VII.

Waits: "So, your 'backup cruiser' should be here any minute, right?"

Fox: "It should exit slipspace in the asteroid belt, right where we came from."

Five minutes pass.

Waits: "What exactly do you think we should do, oh so wise Commander, if your backup doesn't arrive?"

Fox: "Well then Waits, as you said yourself, the galaxy will fall apart because no one can cooperate."

Waits: "The sarcasm is a little strong with this one. Ouch."

As the conversation goes on, the Resistance Class I Heavy Cruiser NCC-1701X dropped out of slipspace, and begins to approach the Goldeneye.

Officer: "Sir, your ship is here."

Waits: "Alright. So Commander, what's your move."

Fox: "My move? You're the Captain."

Waits: "You're the leading member of this mission, and that cruiser is at your expense."

Fox: "Alright. Initiate short range comms with 1701X."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">A short range encrypted signal is established between the Goldeneye and 1701X.

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Captain Antilles: "This is 1701X. We're here to assist in Operation Three Horn, and I have been briefed on the situation. I was told to receive further orders from the Goldeneye, so what exactly am I here for?"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "Well Captain, you're our distraction. We want you to lure the orbiting fleet away for a mere couple of seconds, just enough for a strike team to infiltrate via stealth pelican. Once we hit the dirt, we will find an opening to the interior of the planet, and will escape as soon as the nuke timer is activated near the Apex."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Antilles: "From my long range probes, I can see quite a swarm over Hydra VII... what happens if they EMP my ship, or use a gravity well that makes an escape impossible?"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "That won't happen as long as you stay out of range."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Antilles: "Then it is settled."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "Indeed."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox, and the fireteam moved into the hanger bay for the Goldeneye.

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "Sammie, RTA and Ricardo, you're in Squad Alpha. Bishop, Ramirez and I? We're in, you guessed it, Squad Bravo."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Nova "Bomb" Ramirez: "So, are we all ridin' the same boat to the surface?"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "Correct. Two gunships is dangerously tricky, and would be ineffective for this mission."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Ricardo: "Sir, what exactly is in the interior of this... dual sided planet?"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "Most of it is classified to people like Waits, and even some of it is classified to us, even though we're going in. Even the NR admins don't know fully what is going on there. Either way, we're here to destroy whatever it is, before it gets out of control. Alright?"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">RTA: "So, insertion seems pretty fair, but how do we get out?"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "We are going to be depending on our Stealth Pelican Gunship to get us out alive on this one. If it fails us, we most likely will find a way out before the blast turns the entirety of the planet to a hypernova."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Sammie: "Yeah, most likely."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "No matter what happens, this will aid the war effort, and will bring all of us, you and I both closer to our goals."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Waits enters the bay.

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Waits: "That reminds me. This is the nuke you're going to be using at the Apex Site."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">''Waits pulls out a briefcase, notably small for a mega-nuclear device. He popped it open, and a small handheld device was the only thing inhabiting the briefcase.''

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "That's it?"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Waits: "It's a slipspace shard improvised bomb. Specially reserved by admins. No radioactive trace, and extremely effective against say, an artificial star."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox put his hand on the bomb, and Waits slammed the suitcase shut.

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Waits: "Do something like that, and you might as well just nuke the whole asteroid belt surrounding Unicorn Hydra!"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "Heh... yeah."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Waits: "Well, it appears that you are all set. Might as well get loaded, because that 1701X ship has been bickering non stop to me about safety concerns."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "Yeah, like an Imperial would violate safety concerns."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Waits: "Haven't you read my file? I'm the safest Captain in the whole fleet!"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "Right, right."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">The Fireteam loaded up, and carried a stationary turret into the blood tray for the pelican.

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Nova: "Bishop and Sammie, they're our pilots. Don't worry, they're also good all around soldiers, just like the rest of my troops. Your Ricardo guy even seems to be quite seasoned."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "Whatever, he's not 'my guy'."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox looked across the blood tray, to the briefcase.

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Soon.

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Bishop: "This is Pelican nine sixer, preparing to exit Goldeneye's primary bay. Flight control, do we have clearance?"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Bay Officer: "You are clear for launch nine sixer, you are clear for launch."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Sammie: "Lets crank it."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">''The Pelican lifts off of the bays floor, and engages its primary thrusters. A mere couple seconds after exiting the cloaked goldeneye, the pelican itself cloaks, and silently drifts towards Unicorn Hydra VII.''

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">''Meanwhile, Heavy Cruiser 1701X and her fighter escort reach sublight interplanetary speeds, and approach Unicorn Hydra VII. The ship fires three primary weapon torpedos at three different orbital defense platforms, and two of which are shot down. Instead of reacting, the Orbital Defense Grid simply stays idle, while merely a frigate engages the heavy cruiser.''

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Antilles: "Put all power to engines!"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">''The Cruiser turned to face the frigate, and fired 3 heavy torpedos directly at its control deck. Meanwhile, the Pelican silently reaches the orbital defense grid.''

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Antilles: "Status!"

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Crewmember: "The ship is disabled, but not inoperable."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "This is Pelican Nine Sixer to 1701X. The ODP's appear to be active, but are not retaliating to your appearance. Something is fishy here."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Antilles: "Copy that. We're going to finish off this frigate and haul on outta here."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">The Cruiser fires a salvo of turbolaser rounds at the frigate, and following that the frigates engines die, and her main hull lights go out.

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Antilles: "Captain Waits, prepare for a rendevous in the asteroid belt. We are pulling out."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Waits: "Copy that. We're on station."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">''The 1701X turns away from Unicorn Hydra VII, and starts to flee from an advancing battlegroup of several cruisers easily outgunning it. As it starts flying at best speed away, a battlegroup of several cloaked frigates appear, and launch an impressive salvo against the Cruiser. Damaged, the ship attempts to make a slipspace jump, but the advancing primary fleet launches an all out salvo, and the ships core overloads, and explodes.''

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Bishop: "This is Nine Sixer. We're going dark."

<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Waits: "Copy. Sorry about the ship Commander."

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<p align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom:0in">Fox: "It's okay... just don't get caught out there."

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