Tip of the spear, Cornucopia

Fleet commander Pryde winced as he slumped back into the captain’s chair after being thrown off by the impact of the Tangaroa’s ramming attack. The ship sustained moderate damage from the ramming attack with the shields absorbing much of the impact. Pryde looked over at the bridge crew who were also returning to their posts and asked, “status of the shields?”
“They’re holding steady at 20% sir and cycling back to full power in 1 minute.” Responded one of the officers.

“I see... it seems that we dodged quite the bullet.” Muttered Pryde as he looked toward the view screen and observed the burning wreckage of the Tangaroa with a grin. He was impressed with the sacrifice of the enemy vessel, but mixed in with the admiration was a sense of bitterness. He was aware that some commanders will sacrifice their subordinates to save their own skins in battle. This was true for the federation as Reklez had a penchant for sending his subordinates to their deaths to cover for his hyper aggressive assaults, but it was also true of the Terrans as the crew of the enemy ship died for their flagship.

This fact greatly vexed Pryde as he never thought that the enemy would choose to sacrifice their subordinates but would instead face him and the crew of the tip of the spear. The fact that the enemy commander chose to save themselves over their subordinates was something he was unwilling to forgive. Turning back to the wreckage of the Tangaroa, Pryde whispered, “Your sacrifice saved your Fleet commander, but you’ve only delayed the inevitable. This ship will be repaired in a week and I will hunt down your fleet commander to the ends of this sector. This I swear on Venterra.” He then looked down at the crew who awaited his orders and spoke, “Deploy shuttles to the wreckage and recover the survivors, I want to know who the enemy fleet commander is as well as pick up any information left over. Afterwards we will return to Federation space to repair and refuel the Tip of the Spear. You’ll have a week of r&r before we hunt down the enemy fleet commander.” The crew silently saluted Pryde to acknowledge his orders and began to relay the necessary orders to boarding shuttles.


Fleet of Pragmatic Union

Commander Yamraiha sighed softly to herself as the second wave began the orbital bombardment of the planetary shields in addition to cementing their grasp on the system. The fleet did its job plugging in the holes that the first wave created, but the enemy managed to withdraw 2800 warships of various classes leaving behind a substantial debris field of Stoinian ships. Looking over at the debris field Yamraiha spoke to her ai companion, Al, “It’s hard to believe that there isn’t a single Venterran wreckage from the battle.” “Madam, Commander Pryde initiated void protocols preventing the enemy from being able to analyze our ships when they are effectively “destroyed” and unable to withdraw back to friendly lines.” Responded Al. “I know... it’s just ironic that we leave no trace of our existence when we lose the battle when we are engaging in a war that determines whether these Terrans can continue to exist or if they are meant to be erased from the galaxy.” Replied Yamraiha dryly. “Technically the enemy could still analyze our deceased soldiers from boarding parties that were lost or repelled.” said Al. “That would only give them a rudimentary understanding of our technology, but they could devise weapons that could pierce our unshielded troops. And our personal shields have safeguards that prevent the enemy from analyzing its properties, by self destructing discreetly and leaving only the armor.” Al asked, “And our jet packs?” “Now you’re just pulling equipment that the enemy already has.” Said Yamraiha. “Yes, but this does prove that we Venterrans don’t truly disappear without a trace as we leave some materials behind.” Said Al.

Yamraiha just shook her head and sighed, “perhaps you’re right, but for now, let’s start cleaning this debris field in preparation for Kensei’s invasion force.” Al responds, “Understood madam, issuing orders now for available ships to start clearing the debris field in addition to patrolling the system.”


With that the invasion would soon commence...