Remnants and Fallout

[arvg]

"Si, si, I see him!" Alvarez remarked, as he sprayed a burst of shots into the unsuspecting man operating the gunnery controls. "You sound like my father, always nag-this... nag-that!"

Pasha flashed an unimpressed grimace at the young Captain, "your father is a hero of the revolution..."

"Si, si, but right now my father hasn't been born yet... kinda... and well... I ... time... and stuff!" he hurried to pull the corpse off of the console, grimacing as he looked at the name badge and insignia... No Corsair who knew his history could fail to recognize it.

"Capitano Alvarez..." Captain Alvarez stated in shock.

"What?" Pasha asked gruffly. "Have you lost what little remains of your brains?"

"No, hermano, no..." Alvarez said, hauling the dead man up so that he faced Pasha... "I just KILLED CAPITANO ALVAREZ!!!!"

"Who?" Pasha inquired, nervously checking the corridor after Enrico's rather panicked scream.

"He's... the progenitor of the Corsairs... and ... oh my god... I just killed the Corsair nation... oh my god!" Alvarez collapsed to the deck in shock.

"Get a hold of yourself!" Pasha demanded. "We need to turn off the cannon..."

"You don't understand... I just killed my Great... great... great... great.... great... great... a lot of Greats... grandfather!" Alvarez's eyes were wide in shock. "I just wiped out the whole Benitez clan... and probably most of Omicron Alpha!!!!"

"So, that's a good thing, Da?" Pasha remarked. "Too many of those damn Benitez around if you asked me... you spared the gene pool a thousand years of devolution!"

"My family was descended from this man!" Alvarez said, still in shock. "I just killed my whole family... like... my great aunt Flora... Uncle Alejhandro... Uncle Montoya... Grand mama!"

"Quit your whining," Pasha snapped, finally shutting down the weapon. "So you no longer exist... could be worse... you could have hemeroids!"

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[mtjsmith]

"Ling-Ling, we have the command center"

Ling sighed and exhaled in relief.

"Glory be to Katz, you finally frecking done it. Now would you be so kind as to close the secondary blast doors! We're in main engineering now taking heavy fire. It seems the Alliance are particularly concerned with regaining Engine control."

Ling and the six men with him walked into the main hub in Engineering and saw the main reactor. The secondary blast doors sealed behind them.

"Excellent Rhade. We'll try and bring main propulsion under our control. Now, that is a sight."

Ling heard the explosions and machine gun fire behind him as his men were trying to hold back the last of the Alliance soldiers. He looked at one of the men, the recruit still had some explosives.

"You, place charges at those two shafts into the reactor."

Ling's men gazed at him in horror.

"We risk failure if we do not have a backup plan. There is now no relief force able to meet us, if we can't have the Hispania - Then no-one will and we rid the Galaxy of the disgusting Outcast's and Corsairs. The Coalition will live on! Holmes - you speak Spanish, get me all the ships propulsion systems under our control now. Prepare the uplink to the Resurgency."

With his orders issued, Ling turned to plug the hole that the men had left in their perimeter defense and he opened fire once more.

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[Shagohad]

All progress had gone rather smoothly considering the circumstances. Boarding teams were away, Pasha and Alvarez were dealing with the troublesome pulse weapon, and the war on the bridge was going well. Ever since she had been unfrozen, a rather unpleasant experience, she had a warm feeling about this operation.

As men and women busied themselves over the communications, engineering, and piloting terminals, she sat atop her throne, looking down on them with amusement and pride.

One of them turned to her, a look of puzzlement on his face, "Comrade Broch, I am....picking up something...rather odd..."

Her eyes flicked over to him, narrowing as she spoke, "Odd?"

"Da. There are four contacts, two that have the same radar signature as a gunboat, and two that are cruiser sized."

"But the Alliance never sent any escorts out with the sleeper ships. They had no time."

The man turned back to his console, thumbing a few of the controls. "We have a visual! Putting it on the main screen!"

All eyes turned to the screen as a fuzzy quartet of blobs came into view. Slowly, the four blobs began to increase in quality, their shapes and features becoming sharper.

"Bohzemoi," She whispered, her eyes wide as the gasps of the crew filled the bridge.

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"THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED AND THE SCIENCE IS LEAKING OUT!"

[arvg]

The Coalition computer extrapolated the ships profiles from the grainy image, running it through a database, cross checking... a few moments later, a video-archive began to play on a small screen on the bridge.

There was no doubt what was closing in on the Hispania...

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[ChillerMiller]

Sayoko received new orders over her TAC-COM, which were pretty simple: Kill every remaining enemy soldier you can find. There was a light smile on her face when the transmission was sent over the TAC-COM, Sayoko prefers that types of missions and it took only a few minutes before she could start her work. A random enemy ran on the hallways next to her and she made up an evil plan to let him suffer. She quickly took on of her knifes, started to aim at the back of the soldier. He fell quickly on the ground when the knife directly hit his back, he was unable to move after the hit. Pain was overwhelming him and he started to cry for his life. Sayoko walked to him and laughed while she was going there.
She looked into his face, which was filled with tears.

'€œYou are so sweet and you can call yourself lucky! You have about 3 minutes left in your little useless life'€

She took one of the explosives she had with her, which are not longer needed and activated a timer.

'€œ3 minutes, enjoy your pain'€
She walked away after these words were said...
A large explosion could be heard after the 3 minutes, another dead enemy were the thoughts of Sayoko.

[DarthBindo]

Holmes worked furiously to familiarize himself with the Hispania's sub-systems, scrolling through screen after screen on the central console, looking for anything that might help.
Bloody spaceships should come with bloody manuals. Aah, there.
He tapped the proper sequence in, glad that the Alliance hadn't thought to include a security system.
The console filled with indicators and gauges, the numerous dials and switches on the console lighting up.
Ian keyed his TAC-COM.
"Captain Ling, i have acessed the engine sub-routines. Unfortunately, it will be next to impossible to interface the Hispania to the Resurgency, as Alliance programs are hard-coded to reject Coalition hardware. It would be possible to write a third-party program and load that onto the mainframe, but that would require several hours, so unless a techie somewhere did his homework and came prepared, all control will have to be done manually for the time being."
He switched channels on his TAC-COM.
"Commandante Rhade, Admiral Broch, we have control of the Hispania's engines. I am attempting to turn over direct control to the Command Center, but that might take a few minutes. Is there anything that needs to be done right the hell now, sahs?."
Ian continued to change screens on a secondary console, looking for the nav uplink that controlled the engine's connection to the Control Center and Rhade.

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|

[arvg]

"Great Scott!" Doctor XiaoBei exclaimed looking that the pursuit fleet that were bearing down upon the Hispania.

"Doctor?" Broch's tone was one of warning.

XiaoBei nodded, "Ma'am, I am reading two battlecruiser vessels, they seem to be active... I'd say their crews were woken up once they detected the Hispania was disabled. Now, the Hispania's engines are recharging, but that force will be upon us before it can escape." He cleared his throat. "As convincing as we look... we're not going to fool a real Sol Coalition task force that we're one of them. We don't know access codes, our IFF will not match... hell even our uniforms are going to be slightly wrong."

He folded his arms, "My assessment, ma'am, based on all we know of the Sol Coalition, they're going to destroy the Hispania the first chance they get, then they are going to turn on us... And we're badly outnumbered, ma'am."

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[mtjsmith]

Ling finished off the last guard. He turned behind him to note that he had a man down, he was shot in the neck and bleeding out. Ling moved in closer, the soldier was alive - but he wouldn't be for long without urgent medical attention.


"How... uh... how does... it look?"
"Not good comrade, but you will survive. Close your eyes. Tell me of your family, take your mind off the wound."

Ling knew the situation was hopeless, they had no medical gear with them. This was supposed to be a quick strike and the defenders were supposed to be split in two. Instead a huge force had concentrated on Ling's position. The soldier spoke fondly about his home in the safe zone of JiangXi, about his little house with a farm behind, on how he would help the farmer..

There was the sound of a blade cutting through air and then the man's throat. Ling was sure he spared the soldier a painful death, and bowed his head in honour.

"Remember them all."

Suddenly there was a loud explosion.

"What.. oh no.. you have got to be..."

Plasma shot's filled the air as the Alliance troopers breached the blast doors and marched forwards. Ling grabbed his rifle and fell back, firing wildly into corridor.

"HOLMES! WE HAVE A PROBLEM!"

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[arvg]

The surge of Marines, under Rhade's leadership had secured the Hispania, but the looming threat of the onrushing Coalition strike force was something none of them could ignore...

XiaoBei had crossed to the Hispania, and was pouring over the navigation logs, a cigarette clenched between his lips, and a stale cup of tea in his hand.

"It's a damn mess," he exclaimed, looking pensive. Rhade and others had gathered in the control room to listen to the Doctor as he analysed the data.

"Before we interfered the Hispania was on course for Gran Canaria, almost smack on course..." he puffed the cigarette, "you know that would have put the Hispanians on a rich, furtile world... and considering the proximity of Omega-52... with the furtile world of JiangXi... well simply put, the Hispanians would have become one of the most dominant forces in Sirius... arguably planetwise, a match for Liberty, given Omega-7, and Dublin... definately richer than Bretonia and Rhienland." He shook his head, "amazing really, the potential that was robbed from them..."

Rhade leaned back in the Hispania's command chair. "Well what do we do, can we get the engines restarted and get it on course for Omega-52 as planned?"

"It would take too long to figure out an override to the navigation system," XiaoBei responded. By then the Sol Coalitioners will be on top of us... I could try sabotaging the navigation systems, and sort of... well... try a ballistic shot at Omega-52, but we're talking the equivalent of trying to shoot out the eyes of a Raquel Welch poster at 10 kilometers... and not all of us are Dimitriov with a rifle."

"And so we have a choice," Rhade mused. "Either we allow the Hispania to restart, and hit Gran Canaria... and become the Uber Corsair nation... or we take the long shot and pray?"

"If we wait, the Sol Coalition will undoubtedly destroy the Hispania, and us along with it." XiaoBei looked grim. "I'd recommend, if we try the sabotage, that we take the Hispania's DNA-ARK with us on the Resurgency... damaging the Hispania's systems will require a lot of power, and well... the DNA-ARK is considered expendable when compared to the Cryo-pods... we might be able to save the DNA-database if we put it on the Resurgency..."

"We'll get on it," Rhade reassured.

"Then we don't have much time," XiaoBei concluded. "Let's secure everything we can, copy databases, the DNA-ARK... everything that's not nailed down, and get it across to our ship. At least we should be able to preserve some of the things that could be lost, should the Hispania wind up in a star somewhere..."

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[mtjsmith]

Ling held the door to the main engineering deck with Holmes to his left. Together they were the only ones left of Assault 2. Even so, they were doing extremely well under the circumstances. Ling had ran out of ammo, however was using one of the Alliance's troopers Plasma guns.

"Argh... come on... come on...."

Ling reloaded while Holmes covered, then there was the distinct sound of blade slashing against armour and flesh. He looked up. Kato was moving in a fluid motion from one trooper to the next - slashing, ducking and occasionally shooting with her pistol. Ling looked on in amazement, this woman could handle a blade much like he. If this all ended well - he would love to see how well she could handle it.

"Excellent work Sayoko!"

The guards had all fallen. Ling tapped his TAC-COM and connected directly into the Resurgency's bridge.

"Admiral Broch your instructions?"

Down came orders of some DNA-ARK and how it was imperative it was shipped to the Resurgency in one piece. It was two decks above, and the team would have to give up their position in Engineering.

"It will be done. What of the Engines? We do have them under our control but I have set charges on them just incase."

More orders. The charges were to remain in place and set to detonate when the deceleration drive kicked in.

"Lijie, we press on. Holmes, Kato - We move two decks up to capture some ARK that Doctor Xiobei needs. Quickly!"

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