Captain Hinderson had docked with the shipyard at Yaga Minor for repairs and to complete their construction, and with thus the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START-->
Eclipse<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->-Class Star Destroyer was complete. He had brilliantly radioed out that they were en route to Despayre, and sent out false signals. After making a quick nano jump in the Despayre direction, they promptly turned around and jumped back to Yaga Minor. The Star Destroyer was complete.
"All forces move out and prepare to engage the New Alliance forces," Hinderson ordered over the com link of his new craft as it began picking up fighters to continue the pursuit.
When all craft were aboard, the now completed, save a few laser turrets, Eclipse Star Destroyer was off to begin the attack on the Alliance. There was no way they could withstand the incredible power of the Eclipse Star Destroyer, and Hinderson was ready to crush the enemy fleets himself.
"Are we fully loaded?" he asked one of the enlisted soldiers on the deck, according to his name tag and rate he was Petty Officer 4th Class Culaou.
"Yes sir, and we are off," Culaou responded, yet not drifting his gaze from his data pad, as was his duty. Hinderson simply nodded and left him to his duties.
The captain of the now complete Star Destroyer walked himself to the bridge, which was easily the most majestic thing he'd ever seen, it rivaled that of even the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START-->
Imperial<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->-Class Star Destroyer <!--EZCODE ITALIC START-->
Disruptor<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, and that was a sight to see indeed.
There were so many personnell here, so many whom knew what their jobs were and were unwaveringly completing them. It was perfect unison, perfect team work.
But the captain had to cut his glorifying short as he had to brace himself, the Star Destroyer was moving out. Engines roaring, shields moving on line, and computers bleeping, the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START-->
Death's Hand<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> was beginning to race through the empty space outside Yaga Minor and finally...jumped into hyperspace.
Coming out of hyperspace at Mon Calamari, Hinderson saw the already scattered Calamari forces. They were suffering heavy losses to the well formated Rogue Imperial forces. There was an MC100a cruiser already entering terminal state, and already escape pods were launching left and right.
"Charge the laser," Hinderson yelled, bracing himself against the terminals. Turbo laserse rayed out from the enormous frame and began smashing into the Mon Cal Cruiser until it finally crested and caved in on itself.
"Sir the laser is charging, will be done soon," one of the helmsman yelled back, and Hinderson merely grinned. The entire foundation of the MC100a suddenly bursted into flame around them, and there was one less enemy to deal with. With that, the Rogue Imperial bombers turned and began focusing on the shipyards now.
"TIE Bomber group Beta," Hinderson began saying into the intercom. "disengage enemy forces and move for the shipyards." But obviously the Bombers were thinking the same thing and had already begun a ferocious torpedo attack, all the blue missiles crashing into the enemy shipyard. Mixed with the turbo laser attacks the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START-->
Victory<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->-Class Star Destroyers provided, the first ship yard as well exploded, following the first MC100a. Two more proton torpedos finished off the already exploding hull...and the shipyard was nothing but an old frame.
"Ok men, now ready the troop transports," Hinderson then uttered to his commander, who in turn relayed the message outward. Already the assault transports were ready, and the storm troopers would be landing to seize the planet. "Open a channel with the Mon Cal...I want to begin negotiations."
"Yes sir...channel open."
"Thank you," Hinderson responded, and took the comm link. "Attention Mon Cal forces, you are surrounded, out numbered, and over powered...if you do not surrender your planet at once we shall destroy your other shipyards and siege the planet. Surrender at once."
