"Commander, word coming in from Picket Ship Black Eagle Twelve. Yevethan presence confirmed at Wakiza, and a powerful one at that. Black Eagle Eleven has been disabled and tractored by a enemy corvette. Fleet strength estimates will be coming in shortly......." stated the communications officer.
"Send orders to all Black Eagle pickets to converge in that area. Have three recon the enemy fleet, and the rest are to attempt to either rescue or destroy Black Eagle Eleven." ordered the Commodore.
In System, Wakiza
Captian Snider of the Intrepid class Gunship Drake led his ship into the Wakize system, with seven other Intrepids following him in. Also on standby were two Constrainer class Pickets, and a Prowler, captured from the New Republic sometime earlier. And then their was their objective, either destroy or free the Constrainer Picket in the grasp of the enemy corvette now proceeding to rejoin the enemy fleet, which was pretty large by standard planetery defense parameters. Three ships, now identified as Armadia class Thrustships, had dedocked from the main defense station, and were now in route to intercept the corvette before it was overtaken by the eight gunships.
"Load all of our torpedo tubes, and charge our turbolaser cannons. Let's try to knock em out before we resort to blowing up our own comrades." ordered the Captian. There was a hum and clicking noise as automatic winches and lifts shoved the torpedoes into the two octect launchers, and closed the hatches on them, as well as there being a thrumming noise as the turbolasers were charged up.
"Communicate with the other gunships. Let's launch a coordinated torpedo strike at the lead Thrustship. After torpedoes are away, have the turbolasers fire on the corvette. Let's try to cripple her engines." ordered Captian Snider.
After exactly five minutes had gone by, the missiles aboard board the eight gunships let loose. Timing near perfectly, the quad turbolaser cannons also opened fire, on the corvette. One hundred twenty eight proton torpedoes arced in towards the first Yevethan Thrustship. Then turbolaser fire from a combined total of twenty four quad turbolaser emplacements began to rain upon the corvette. But amazingly enough, it's shields held.......
Aboard the Black Knight
Telementry was being transmitted to them from the Prowler that was on the edge of the system. It showed his eight gunships convering upon and firing missiles at the lead thrustship, and hurling turbolaser fire at the corvette. The commodore shifted uneasily as he watched the battle unfold, with his aide taking up station behind him.
"From the looks of it, the battle should be over quickly." stated the aide.
"For them, or for us?" asked the Commodore.
"For them, of course. We have their ships outnumbered. At look at how many torpedoes we are able to bring against these enemies. Three torpedo salvos will be all that's needed to take out the three Thrustships. And in the meantime, our turbolaser fire will whittle down the corvette, allowing our picket ship to flee. It will be over in five minutes, and all we are likely to get for our troubles is a slap on the rist." stated the aide.
"Well see." said the Commodore. Somehow he doubted it was going to turn out that way at all.
Back aboard the Drake
"Captian, our missiles will impact in ten........nine..........eight..........seven" counted down the sensors officer. Then, a few moments later, explosions lit up the sky, as barrage after barrage of torpedoes impacted against the shields of the Thrustship. When the explosions ceased, Captian Snider asked for a report.
"Enemy shields are down. Hull, is estimated to be, at Eighty Percent!" stated the sensors officer with clear suprise, fully expecting the enemy ship to be destroyed.
"Sir, incoming missile tracks!" screamed the sensors officer, "Fighter launches are also being detected on the enemy ships. And they are accelerating!"
"Dammit! Order Black Eagles Five and Six to fire all their turbolasers and torpedoes on our captured Constrainer Picket. All other ships, retreat, repeat, retreat. Head to our rendezvous coordinates." ordered the Captian.
A host of turbolaser fire and torpedos descended upon the Constrainer Picket, destroying it utterly. Then the Imperial warships began to flee the system, followed in hot pursuit by the enemy warships.........