The Wait

[Kaze]

Omega-49 | Unknown Sector
20/12/825 AS, 2:26 PM

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Kaze entered the bridge in her combat suit, the men quickly saluting and returning back to their duties. Not an uncommon sight seeing the Admiral in combat attire, since she did left on many occasions to not only combat operations as well overseeing situations. Finally sitting on the captain's chair, Alby saluted and stood at her side. Silently looking at the normal operations of the day to day, Kaze breathed in, awaiting for the outcome of her words.

"Captain Alby."

He leaned onto, expecting a quick word or command. Kaze delivered a small paper card, with several letters and numbers. A validation code.

"Snowfall is a go. Get me all the XO's of the operation on screen."

Alby stood still for a second and gulped. It was on. It was then and there. He slowly retrieved the card and issued the orders to the comm operator, and delivered the validation code. Less than a minute later, several faces filled the main holo screen of the bridge. Kaze pulled up the operational data and looked at it again, not only to confirm that it was prepared but also as an insurance to herself. Finally looking back at the dozen of faces looking at her, she breathed in and finally spoke.

"Gentlemen. By now, you all have received the authorization code. Snowfall."

She allowed the news to sink in to the commanders and looked at each face for their reaction. After some very long couple of seconds she resumed her speech.

"Commander Francis. The 43rd and 58th of the Merchant Navy, alongside the 4th Calvary as fire support is to begin the drop of the 2nd IAF. Colonel Ralston, I want the 2nd IAF is to land and secure Los Dragos, Las Palmas, the spaceport and to reinforce the security of Port Jackson. Keep the 6th Anglian back as drop-shock if you need the shock and awe. Any kind of resistance, if armed, is to be put away cleanly and an expedient manner. Any non-com is to be apprehended and their credentials checked out. Agent Sinclair, SIS can execute Moonlight and take over the necessary infrastructures. 2nd Anglian of the 2nd IAF is under your command for the meantime. Commander Williams, the 27th, 34th and 56th are now under your command and are to be ready to drop-shock the 3rd IAF on the seventeen secured drop-sites. Colonel Nelson, the 3rd IAF is to split and use the intelligence garnered by Recon, and force drop-shock on all the dropsites. CS target types are to be pacified promptly. The Government will issue its statement shortly, and the population are to follow them to the letter. If not, apprehend. If not possible, eliminate. Captain Sanders, I want the 1st Dragoons out of their cover and providing fire support to the 3rd IAF. Bombing, scouting, you got your work cut out. You will receive the command of the 15th Calv to support those actions. Captain Hawthorne, unleash Hell and bring the Stirling to bear. I want the whole AO secure, space and planet-side. All traffic is suspended until further order."

Her voice grew silent as to let the orders sink in into the minds of her commanders.

"Every specific order is now being received by each and every one of you. Pass it down the chain and execute as soon as possible. I will drop with the 45th 7-3 to oversee the situation at CS-01."

Alby turned, his face slightly shocked and not really knowing what to say, alongside half of the XO's in the screen. Kaze expected as much and almost displayed a grin. It was however not the moment for it.

"Gentlemen. ROE follows. Zoners have three choices. Kneel to Bretonia or leave the planet in twenty four hours or dead and turned to ash. Corsairs have two. Apprehended and remanded or dead and turned to ash. Anything else that is not Bretonian have two. Leave the planet in twenty four hours or apprehended and remanded. If they shoot us, we will destroy the very floor where they stand and burn the very air they breathe. Understood?"

A chorus of ayes was the only answer with their eyes focused on Kaze.

"We are at the edge. and here we stand. For far too long the Omegas as looked at Bretonia as a complacent being, that could be nibbled at will. No more. We are showing the Gauls what we are capable of. And by Carina, the Corsairs, the Zoners and anyone else with the will to hurt us will learn the penalty of killing and cheating our brethren for profit and greed of power. We will show them the reality of pissing off a whole House and our people. Today, 1.8 million Bretonians armed to wage war and destruction will land in Gran Canaria. And in that moment, it will become Sidney. Our Sidney. Carina, Regina, Imperatrix. Dagon out."

The screen grew cold and empty as the bridge was silent, all eyes on Kaze. She turned around and looked at each and everyone of them.

"Carina, Regina, Imperatrix."

Her voice spoke the words and were replied in unison by the bridge crew that quickly resumed their work. Her eyes finally trailed Alby and spoke.

"Alby, get me a shuttle to the 45th 7-3. I got a planet to drop into."

The wait was over.

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