Capture

[Xing]

"Open fire." admiral Alban ordered. He was torn between pursuing the fleeing battleship, or staying to take care of the station.
He opted for the second choice. The hyperdrive could make them catch any ship. A battleship' trail was hardly easy to miss anyway, so he was going to do the job very cleanly.
He knew he couldn't allow any more mistake if he helf any importance to his life...

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Outside, fighter crafts from the eagle prime scrambled, bombarding the station, but mostly, causing minimal damage. The goal was to collapse its shielding generator, not destroying the station. The corsair crafts, attempting to defend the position, were cut down with great ease despite their skills and ship superiority: another special modification of the LNS Eagle Prime, one of the primary gun was replaced with an immense gatling high-tracking AI controlled turret, deadly at its AA role.

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Isabelle was already with her men in the ready room, ready to enter the airlock once the Eagle would have made connection with the corsair outpost. The men held their guns tightly, ready for the imminent action.
She herself rechecked her equipment; she was again in the heavy set of armor plating, her dual canon blaster rifle was charged, grenades were safetied in her belt... everything was fine.
They awaited for the green fire, as they saw the station looming closer, its gun firing without much impact on the shielding of the dreadnaught.

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The fleeing battleship was suddenly faced with the little surprise Kaitlynn set up earlier in the day: a Bounty hunting guild fleet, nothing less. The small attack force were composed of veterans, mostly from Bretonia, using a range of diverse bounty hunter guild issued warships, going from light interceptor crafts to the compact battleship. The number of burns and blaster scratchs on them were proofs of all the combat these ships lived in the omega systems: some were already in their 3rd decade at hunting crime.

The little fleet was a succesful one, but lacked experience when it came to taking over large ship. It mostly preyed on fighter squadrons, or stationary targets such as space station.
But for once, they were probably going to get matched very closely against the much larger osiris class battleship they faced.

Their commander though, aboard the bhg battleship, rubbed his hands, smiling confidently.
"Today, we will make the biggest catch of the year... men, try to get me this ship as intact as possible. Fighter wing 1, 2, cover your respective bomber wings. Guns, use our ion battery on this thing. We'll collapse its shield. Helm, be careful, we rely on you to be alive at the end of the day. Good hunting kids."

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A few minutes passed, as the "clang" of the airlock forcing a connection on the station was heard. As soon as it openned up, the 106th soldiers and the LSF agents stormed in, weapons blazing furiously.
These men wanted revenge for being shamefully tricked a first time: now they wanted their enemies to pay dearly. Yet, they kept their anger controlled, and acted with cold profesionalism, picking off their enemies with high accuracy.
Isabelle tapped over her helm, activating her comm unit
"Alright, Alpha comes with me to the control center, our objective is to neutralise the station from there. Kappa, Lambda, you take over the two hangars of that place, and allow nothing to go out! Good luck men."
The team immediately regrouped with their respective leaders, Isabelle being herself the lead of Alpha.
"One last thing. Set your weps to stun. Our objective here isn't a massacre, remember. Any order uniformed are top priorities, though, so aim well. Now, go!"
They scrambled to their destination, armor clattering in the background of the station's desperate alarm.

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