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Retaliation: Chapter Four
Posted By: Blue Jaguar<Madsh33p@netscape.net>
Date: 3 April 2004, 7:05 PM


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Nova Laikais Dry docks, Kyralis Alpha/September 22, 2705 (1904)

Commander Letrent, BHHP Defense Forces, glanced down at his sensors screen. He could have sworn that several targets had just appeared on the screen. He was nearing the end of his watch, and was quite tired, but none the less he was sure he'd seen something. He stared intensely at the screen for a few minutes, and then took action.

He flipped open the com channel for fighter command. "Nova Laikais Dry docks to Echo One." He said into the microphone.

"This is Echo One, go ahead." A voice replied.

"Contacts identified in Sector Three-dash One Two, lost contact two minutes ago, please investigate."

"Roger, Echo Flight is heading there now."

Letrent looked back at the sensor screen. Echo flight had changed course and was now rapidly heading on an outbound course towards the last known position of the contacts. Within three minutes they had arrived in the sector and the five craft began patrolling the 2nd moon of Kyralis Alpha, looking for anything suspicious.

"Echo One to Nova Laikais, no targets spotted yet, we are entering the moon's atmosphere, will be out of contact shortly." The voice said again through the channel.

"Affirmative Echo One, Nova Laikais out." Letrent responded.

Echo Flight faded off the sensor screen as it entered the atmosphere of the moon. A few seconds later two targets clearly identified as "hostile" appeared just aft of the Flights last known position on the sensor screen.

"Echo One, Echo One contact at 6 O'clock!" Letrent yelled into the microphone. Alas, it was too late and Echo Flight was already burning through the moon's atmosphere.

"Nova Laikais Dry docks, we have an emergency, enemy craft have entered the system and engaged Brotherhood fighters in sector Three-Dash One-Five." Letrent sent through the emergency communications channel. Immediately chatter began filling the channel. Letrent looked back down at his sensor screen. A pair of frigates and two squadrons of fighters were already departing the dockyards and heading for the moon.
In Orbit around Kyralis Alpha Alpha/September 22, 2705 (1923)

"It looks like our diversion is working; we are preparing to set down." The pilot yelled back into the cargo bay of the Hegemony dropship. "Sit tight, it's gonna be rough!"

The ship shook violently as it burned into the atmosphere of Kyralis' Alpha 1st moon at incredible speeds. As the ship continued dropped into the lower atmosphere, the vibrations ceased and the crew began to settle back down.

"ETA two minutes, lock and load marines!" Reina yelled to the other soldiers in the compartment. Their dropship would be one of the first to touch down on the surface, and if their secret was out, they might be the last.

"One minute!" Reina reminded the troops. By now everyone had all of their gear ready, and the side hatches were opened, as well as the rear.

The dropship slammed hard into the ground, creating a cloud of dust around the craft. This gave the troops on board enough time to disembark entirely without being seen. The dropship shot off a few seconds later, and the troops moved out and began setting up a perimeter in the nearby woodlands.

"Alpha Company, North perimeter is up" Reina said into the comm. Channel.

"Bravo and Charlie Company, West perimeter is up" A voice, which Reina
recognized as Major Leskin, said back through the channel.

"All right Major, get a hold of Major Samson, tell him the LZ is secure and he can bring his Archer's down now."

"Will do Ma'am." Leskin replied.

Nova Laikais Dry docks, Kyralis Alpha/September 22, 2705 (1943)

"Stupid Hegemonial bastards..." Letrent muttered. These hit and run tactics were driving him mad, and they had been going on for nearly a week now. By the time a significant force could be rallied to force them out, they had fled the system. But he wasn't the only one getting fed up with these attacks. The high council was supposedly preparing a major operation against the Hegemony, and the Spartans that would spearhead that operation, all seven hundred, were coming here.


Kataramee, Small Magellanic Cloud, September 22, (2105)

"Our intelligence ships report a heavy amount of human military activity in the past few days. It is completely, well dumbfounding. We would assume that the two groups would be merging together, but instead they are mobilizing their forces for a major strike against one another. No communications between the two have been made since we sent the message, so we know that the Brotherhood is not telling the Hegemony about us. We can only assume that the Brotherhood is trying to wipe out the Hegemony before we arrive." Yara'a said to Commander Ramee

"They must be completely stupid, what could they possibly be trying to do?" Ramee replied, somewhat excited.

"That is what is so confusing, it might be a trick."

"A very good trick indeed, that is why I am very doubtful it is a trick.'

"I am doubtful too Commander, that is why I am sending your unit on an incursion mission to investigate." Yara'a handed Ramee a memory chip. "Enclosed is all the intel we have and the mission specifications.

"Where will we be going?" Ramee asked.

"Kyralis Alpha, it is a Brotherhood planet, we think some of their Spartan soldiers are based there, so be on the look out. We are sending you because your unit is the best."

Ramee looked at the chip for a second. "We wont fail you." Ramee paused for a second. "I don't mean to be rude sir, but what about our new armor?"

"Ahhh...I thought you might ask. They just came in a while ago. Your troops will be issued them once they are onboard the cruiser Justice. You will be the only unit on board the ship, so you will have all the training facilities to yourself. But you depart in one hour, so you'd better suit up."

"Yes sir, thank you sir."

Ramee bowed and then exited the room.





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