Battle of Cornucopia, VNS Tip of the Spear

The Tip of the Spear shuddered from a barrage of an enemy dreadnaught. Her Batteries returning fire in a torrent of plasma and kinetic fire. Commander Pryde grimaced as he watched an enemy arrow head formation of the enemy reinforce the enemy Dreadnaught they were engaging. "What is the status on the Regal Knight?"

"Sir She's successfully broken away from the enemy and her captain thanks us for the assistance." responded a Comms officer.

"Good... Maintain Fire on the enemy formation and prepare boarding parties against the enemy formation. If the Enemy wishes to ram us, Then we'll hit them head on and make them regret taking on the Tip of the Spear!"


Battle Cornucopia, King's Hand Hell Divers

The Hell Divers tore through the enemy with renewed vigor as they heard the Terran orders to fall back. The Hell Divers roared at the Terrans hoping that they would stand and fight and not end the "good times". The Enemy rearguard fought desperately and courageously, but in the end they were cut down by the relentless blood lust of the Hell Divers. Nonetheless, their actions allowed the Terrans to retreat into what appeared to be a cargo room and seal it off before the Hell Divers could continue their bloody charge in. 

Taking this brief pause in the fighting to rest, Captain Hasega looked at his men and grinned, "Today is a good day to die, isn't it!?" His men responded with a hearty "Aye Sir!" as they looked at the blast doors that stood between them and their prey. "Well, then we should meet it with a grin, Trooper, set charges to the blast door, we're breaching in ten minutes, in the meantime, we will resupply our munitions from our fallen comrades and charge in soon after." The Hell Divers salute and move to accomplish their tasks....

10 Minutes Later Cornucopia Southern Space Port

"Breaching in 3... 2... 1... Go! Go! Go!" shouted a Hell Diver as the blast doors of Cargo Room B-234 were destroyed. The Blast of the charges sent shrapnel and debris into the room with the Hell Divers charging in almost simultaneously opening fire on the enemy taking cover near the entrance of the cargo room. The Hell Divers charged into the fray with renewed vigor and determination, but the enemy held firm against their onslaught. The enemy terrans continued to repel their assaults, but the Hell Divers were gaining slowly gaining ground. inch by inch the Hell divers moved closer to overwhelming their foes, but the Stoinians refused to break into a panic, their resistance growing more fiercer for every inch the Hell divers took.

However, as the battle went on Hasega barely noticed several Terrans exiting the room. Hasega thought, 'Another rearguard action? A-' before he could finish his thought he felt his body lurch upwards, as though he was about to lifted off the ground. 'No.... those cheeky Terrans' thought Captain Hasega as he understood what was about to happen. Hasega engaged his own mag boots before he shouted through the comms,"Hell Divers! Engage Mag Boots NOW!" 

The Hell Divers complied activating their boots to reorient themselves as the gravity of the room shifted unpredictably. Unfortunately two Hell Divers were unable to activate their boots due to the damage sustained from the fight and were lifted up. The Men flailed helplessly above in a vain attempt reorient themselves after their jump jets sputtered from the damage incurred from the previous fire fight. They attempted to fire on the enemy but were unfortunately cut down as the personal shields soon became overwhelmed from sustained enemy fire from multiple directions. 

The Captain grimaced, as he observed the deaths of his men and howled, "CHARGE!" his rage fueled howl was echoed by his men who soon engaged their own jump jets to meet the enemy who zipped above them...