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He just finished unloading and went about his business. Not really wanting to talk anymore. This universe or whatever was hell and it was time to just move on and wait for further orders from somebody.
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The Bezi officers were quick to scoff at the idea that any navy other than their own could trap their ships. The Bezi would control that etherlane. All it would need is constant patrol. Which was perfect, with the Bezi ships not needing to refuel, constant patrol really was something they were capable of. Sabotage nearby refilling stations, beat back the Omni navy, and that was that. Start streaming soldiers into Freeforest. Conduct bombing runs over any artillery positions or fire rockets at the sources and bam. Subdued sector. Troop landings would not be in Zanos itself, but in the areas surrounding the continent. The Bezi practically laughed when they heard reports of scuba teams. They would not be sending in actual water based ships! But their own navy. Bezi naval ships could act in atmosphere. And that’s what they’d be doing. Cannonade of the ports. Hell, they might even start dropping sea mines if these scuba teams were so dangerous. However, the better option for the scuba teams would be to blast the water with sonar waves. Seeing as how the mounts were dolphins, it was assumed they used echolocation. And since military grade sonar is 1000x louder than anything an animal can produce, it would essentially melt the brain of any animals using sonar, and kill them. The Fatimazda officers even joked about air dropping some Creach demons. The Creach officers did not find this funny however. Regardless, destroyers coming in for bombardment was considered a good option. Plus, the Bez had access to stealth bombers and carrier groups. The rebels would not have air superiority. The Bez would be controlling the etherlanes of the northern corridor by destroying fueling stations, and constant patrol. These ships were designed as long range attackers, and the Bezi navy specialized in taking harassment. They mainly fight pirates. This is what they’re used to. They would prefer to engage the Omni navy directly, but since Omni are rebels and cowards they’d settle for waiting for a harassment then blowing the ambushers out of the ether with missiles, torpedos, and heavy shelling. Or, deploying fighter groups to scour the ether near the lanes and engage omni rebels with carrier groups. In this instance, the Bez now considered harassing the Omni navy with the Bez’s superior carrier groups. Bezi High Command were confident in their usage of carriers with escorts to beat back any omni naval harassers. The army would land on Freeforest and begin deploying around the border, and containing the rebel sphere of influence. However, problems started cropping up... the Bez began discussing the idea of using defoliants to weaken rebel resolve and draw them into traps. The Bez had the idea that if they started spraying defoliants into sectioned areas, the rebels would become so outraged they’d launch suicide attacks right into entrenched Bezi soldiers. Drawing the bulk of their fighting forces away from the fortresses.
Chelmsby handled any further business with the Drake. But it was mostly assumed that was all, so she bid him farewell and returned to the castle to begin preparations of Operation Thunderclap. Chelmsby put down any ideas of the usage of defoliants. But kept artillery and cannonade on the table. War cannot be waged without artillery, but we must not intentionally and willingly damage Freeforest anymore than we have to.
President Katona on board the Vulstrian armada quickly contacted Coalition command. "Coalition Command this is President Katona, I am currently with the Vulstrian armada, they are not hostile repeat not hostile." she said into a contact device she brought with her. She waited a few seconds and then got a response. "Roger." She sighed in relief. "Coalition Command reports of the damage so far?" she asked. The individual on the other side chuckled. "Well maddam President the invasion has ended with minimal damage when it comes to civilian life and infrastructure, the invasion never went outside of Nova." he said and Katona started crying in relief. "Alright we're heading towards Nova Terra as we speak." she said.
“Kind of... I met him briefly during our time in the bunker. But that was about it. Not super sure who he really is aside from that.”
One of the units would seem to move a little bit too messily, he would bump into a bookshelf and a single book suddenly drops onto the floor, whispering to himself an explicitive everyone would seemingly stop still and see if the blood mages would suddenly notice them. Yosgel wonders if this was a bad idea on storming some random blood cultist' headquarters or base and they might be the next sacrifice to whatever deity they please.
"As long as needed, i've worked non-stop for as long as i can remember in the military. Told them if the crapper hits the blades they can just simply call me via an emergency line." He says in a relieved tone, essentially this is his first vacation and spending vacation with someone you fancy is the best vacation in all honesty. He would get up and would exit the room into a balcony, the blazing suns descend from the sky in a beautiful sunset. He calls her over to watch it with him as two patrolling figher jets would suddenly swoop by together like a couple and disappear into the horizons.
"SHUT UP!!" The wrathful Dragon roared as it neck snapped a full 180 over his wings to throw a blast back at the dodging Witch-King. The Witch-King's plan was a solid one, all he needed to do was keep this up and before long there won't be a seperate mind, the two of them would be too focussed on him to worry that their personalities were melding. Though neither would be the same, both would become one new entity than the originals that made up the new personality.
The Wrathful form of the dragon turns around halfway as his neck sets back in place, totally unaware of the changes already ravaging his body as his pal blue scales turned a deeper purple bordering on black, th scales becoming less streamlines and more jagged and rough as the two personalities mesh into one. Like staring into a pool and going in to become one with your reflection. Neither side was aware of it yet, as they mesh into one new being.
Both Harlock and Filia looked to Jazmin as she started to shout all of this out, deep down they wanted to just believe that it wasn't true and this guy was just some nerd with alot of magic and time to kill. Because believing he was so all powerful Eldritch abomination wasn't going to help them have hope. "Y-Yeah right... Like there is something more powerful than my old boss. If there was some elder beast the guy who altered me would have already met him by now..." Filia says as she tries to keep her cool, just walking back up as they make their way for the royal docks.
Harlock was fairing terribly with this information, because now the fear of losing Jazmin was really eating away at him. "N-Nah that can't be right... There are tons of gods in the galaxy, and you're telling me this guy is even stronger than them? P-Pffft..."
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Sephus started to rub the back of his neck as he followed her back into the street, staying close as they go. "Yeah... I hope I didn't say anything upsetting. Did I?"
Seeing that smug look on his face as he makes that wager, Jelica actually manages to smile now as her body starts to morph, her skin turning a deeper red colour as horns grow on her head, her statue and physique changing as her body becomes more toned, muscly yet athletic. The smile on her face persisting as she grabs the now small mug in her large hands as she smirks down at Yohann as she downs it in one go. "You better get ready to run a lot of errands for me then, little man~"
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He gulps on seeing her transform, his heart is beating extremely fast unsure if he can win against her he would brace himself upon this competition that he might soon regret. He would look at Cao, his eyes tell "oh god what have i done please get me out of here aaaaaaaaa" his gaze returns straight ahead Jelica's eyes with complete determination on winning this. He would face away from him again, its starting to get a little suspicious what the hell he is doing. "Alright, bring in the heavy hitters, ill make you regret facing me." He's obviously bluffing.
"They won't harm you, Traduitarian, But we should make haste, this suit only has an hour of oxygen left"
The Dilbertuese Geologist would begin to follow the men, rubbing the region where he had removed his insignia, the symbol that identified him as a member of the DSD. As he followed the men to their ship thing, he thought about that insignia, how it was kinda special to him..and why he didn't activate it in the first place..God..he's an idiot. When they reached their ship, he stopped for a moment to look upon his ship's wreck, now burned out, he stared at the circular graves of his comrades, and sighed angrily.
"I'm still kinda mad that you blew up my ship, Get me outta here before I hit someone"
He gets into their ship quickly, trying not to look back at the mass grave as he enters the ship, and sits down on the nearest chair. He checks his readings. Right on cue, his suit's oxygen tank empties completely..He's fine though, this ship has plenty of breathable air for him.
As the book hit the floor, most of the blood mages heard it. They all turned to look over. One of them spoke out, “Frawd, ai dyna chi?” The other mages started moving out to search the cave.
She sighed. “Maybe I’m wrong then... I don’t know... but I don’t know magic! This is like the first time I’ve encountered it... I wouldn’t know how powerful he really is!” Jazmin didn’t want to say anything else as she began walking towards the docks. Rain began to pour down as the wind stopped blowing.
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She shook her head. “No, but let’s go somewhere nicer... just to get away from here.” She headed for a small train station, paying the man there with five small silver coins, then heading to a platform. The train station was all elevated above ground. Past the ticket booth, they had to climb two sets of stairs to get up large gothic metal buttresses to reach the covered elevated platform. After a few minutes, a trolly esque train with a large steam chimney on the back rolled up and the doors slid open. Liline handed two thin slivers of paper to a portly man in a blue suit. Over his suit he wore a small harness, and in the center of his chest was a small crank machine over a small leather pouch. He put the papers in the machine, turned a crank, and shredded the papers. The shreds falling into the pouch. Liline took a window seat inside the train and let out a sigh.
Vok magic discipline largely was under the control of the Witch-King and the Fleetmaster, though when both were absent, the High Mage took it upon themselves to do such. Named Faeryrl, heiress to the Houses of Starlight, she explained to Bazaar Security that Vok often drew from the various wells and gods in their systems, the most prominent of which was the Watching One, Nashtana. Should Bazaar Security become curious, they were allowed to walk within the Temples of Nashtana and other gods, though the Guardians of Nashtana spoke not a word, and gave no reaction. Faeryl explained this was because each Guardian was aware of when they would die, and they were forbidden to ever speak, for such knowledge could change fate. While the applications of such could be left to speculation, the Vok could show how to draw out potent blood magic and so forth.
Some Anubites might find them interesting in the fact that Vok weaponry was often ancestrally bled, meaning souls of some ancestors had been bound into the weapons until they finally faded to nothing. The Witch-King's was the only set that had never been ancestrally bound, for he has ruled eternally, as Faeryl put it. Yao Da, the Blade of the Vok also introduced Bazaar Security and any Union allies to Vok tactics and close combat techniques. Voks focused on brutal deception, often applying a blindingly fast unit to run distraction while shock troops overran the enemy, and if all else failed, they sent the Death Teams.
Regardless of such things, Vy'shak shrugged. "The Vok will find little issue in whether or not the official is alive or not, nor shall I. They have been complicit in an act of war and they shall suffer the consequences. We do not seek out conflict, but we prepare for it. Now then, do any of you have an idea of where to find either an Omnipo or Cyboar official? I will deal with the Consortium."
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Iammelon
"A good source to find Cyboar would be Arcid, a neglected world under their administration. It's a lawless world so any Vok won't have trouble getting to the surface and unlikely to meet resistance from the population." The Blue Cardinal toss the idea onto the table. There were a few other worlds she knew of but Arcid would be the best bet as the infrastructure is likely not fortified well.
Bazaar Security was indeed curious about these forms of magic and the temples. Blood magic wasn't something they were too interested in using, as the organization wasn't too keen of the public relations view of police mages using blood magic, and so respectfully declined. What was interesting was using the wells to draw on, which was something they could make more use of. Gods less so, but wells showed opportunity, due to Iammelon having multiple anomalies that resembled such and could be used for much the same purpose, like the Psionic Vortexes along the rim of the country, or even the Ghost Worlds. Meanwhile, the Anubites were not sure how they felt about putting ancestors into weapons. It was better than nothing, but it was still disconcerting to them. They didn't like other races delving into these spiritual matters, fearing that they would upset the balance and cause major problems, but given that there was a war going on they kept those complaints to themselves. The Close Combat training was quite useful to the Bazaar Security forces, given that they too liked to employ extreme shock tactics to brutally overwhelm their foe, be it criminal or military, and so adapting Vok techniques to their own would be useful.
Lord Macky considered what he knew, and then spoke up, "I'm afraid it does matter if they are alive, if you want to talk to them, at least in the case of Cyboar units. Omnipo, could potentially use an Anubite Mystic to contact the dead of, but that's quite the risk. Regardless, Omnipo officials can likely be found most anywhere in the new Iammelonian Confederacy's territory, given that Omnipo is its primary member. There are obvious locations like Avalantus, but that planet is far too well defended for anything of the sort. A better target would be a minor world, like Craski Prime in the North. As for Cyboar, that is more tricky. Arcid is a good spot, though that lawless nature does mean they will likely meet resistance. The planet has broken into its own contained mini-war, as criminal gangs, organized criminal syndicates, and Confederate militia fight across the surface for dominance."
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Constant patrol was what was wanted, because the scoffing officers had rather foolishly underestimated the OMNI Naval Forces. The refueling stations were not as essential as one might have thought them to be. The OMNI vessels could last months without needing them, as Omnipo was quite prepared for long range excursions, but it wasn't like they wanted the Bez to know that. Instead, they made use of the arrogance to bait them. The stations were often isolated, given their role, and so attempts to attack them would often simply just draw away forces and let the Omni attack the supply lines with little cost to themselves. It was all designed to let the Bez think they had it down, until they finally went too far, and OMNI Attack Groups descended on them with heavy force and wiped them up. The same goal was used for the carrier groups, though somewhat differently. Omnipo relished the fact the enemy was using carriers, as they were long since prepared for such. The harassing groups contained in them Ultron Corvettes, screening ships specifically designed to be the doom of any fighter group that got into range of one. While these corvettes weren't much use against larger ships, they were never alone, supported by frigates or cruisers, or even carrier allies of their own, to throw off the larger enemy vessels. These corvettes were prolific in the harassment groups and Bezi pilots would quickly learn to dread their sight. Carriers would do little against Omnipo, who was quite prepared for them. And when they decided to leave, Omnipo left behind groups of automated fightercraft to delay the Bez while leaving, and their ships were not at all slow, and quite capable of simply getting away. There would be a few rare direct battles, and when they happened it was almost always when Omnipo was able to lure one of the Bez's carrier groups too far astray and descend on them with a battlegroup of their own. The OMNI Navy was experienced and skilled, they were aware of their enemy's preferences and simply worked to exploit the instincts they had built fighting pirates by first acting the part of pirate before unleashing their professional strength on arrogant leadership.
On the ground, bombing runs wouldn't go go well due to concealed Anti-Air positions prepared across the planet, hidden under the growth of trees or concealed clelvery in mountain sides. Stealth Bombers could be used, but they would quickly find that the Zanos rebels weren't just regular rebels. Omnipo and the Confederacy had planned their war for a long time, and so the Zanos rebels had sensor equipment they used to locate and knock the bombers out of the air. They couldn't do anything to claim aerial superiority, given that what they had was already long since destroyed by the loyalist government of Freeforest. But it wasn't as easy as just bombing them into submission, as this had already been tried and failed by the Union priorly. By now, the rebel artillery positions were already prepared to be quickly evacuated or withdrawn into underground bunkers to sustain the bombardment, and then return to their original spot to continue their work. Meanwhile, the Scuba Teams were equally prepared. Their mounts looked like dolphins, but were actually more like domesticated sharks, and did not use echolocation. Mines wouldn't do much to these nimble teams, who could avoid them, and without sea-based ships to deal with they were content to harass the Bezi attempts to cross to the continent from the others. They were not really that dangerous however, more annoying than anything, and could overall be ignored unless the Bez wanted to be absolutely certain.
As She would begin to walk off and start Exploring the Station she was within, it would turn out to be Larger than Expected and Despite it's role acting as a Custom's Checkpoint it had everything from an Indoor Sports room, to that of an Exercise and Relaxation room.
And as she would begin to explore around, not only would she come across Various rooms with Specific Purposes, but also A wide Arrange of aliens, ranging between the two species she saw, coming in various shapes and sizes, most of them seeming to be talking to one another, in a language she was unable to understand.
Upon hearing this she would seem to be surprised at not only his determination, but also the fact that he had never taken a day off, for her this was signs of concern, and upon being called to his side she would do so with a Passion, either being more willing to allow him to feel and to experience what a day off was like, but to also comfort him.
And as she would make her way towards him, being upon the Balcony overlooking the Dual suns as they were to descend from the sky along with noticing the two patrolling jets making their runs around the area, without much Hesitation or thought put into it she would begin to Wrap both of her arms around him, in a Caring and Gentle manner, before starting to speak; "Normally.... I wouldn't do this, but Considering this is Practically your first day off, in your entire career why not make it meaningful, Regardless though you are coming with me back to Traduia, so just get ready for that, alright?'
Atin Ca'ta once more spun on their heels, firing the gun off with the assumed signature CRACK-BANG that most slugthrower weapons possessed, aiming to take out the disk.
The Witch-King simply leveled his blade at the blast, a small blade of green wind appearing on the tip. As the blast approached, the tip expanded outwards rapidly, creating a massive burst of air in order to simply disperse the blast around the Witch-King and into the room. Even if the blast powered through and hit, it seemed to have little effect, green witchfire still burning in the King's eyes. "You only know two attacks? No strategy in your head, King of Blades? Show me the power of a King who can control his demons and his Wrath."
The Anubites, if they so wished, were allowed to investigate as long as a Vok magus was present. The Anubite mastery of their own magic was intriguing to the Vok, some politicians wondering how might be used, though Faeryl was much more cautious of their visitors. She wanted to know how it worked, how it ticked, for if the Anubites ever became an enemy, they'd have information. Such was the equally pervasive nature of Vok pessimism and politics. Every move was a dagger inching towards one back, even if the dagger was never there.
"I will redirect the Fleetmaster to there then. Grand Admiral Elziavra, Captain Helka, Private Mateva. Report to Angelarium's surface for commencement of Frame testing." He said, before continuing. "Grand Admiral Nalzi, maintain defensive poisition around Angelarium. Annihilate any Iammelonian Confederate ships that even come remotely near the planet. Skywall system is almost done above the Cairn province, and the Pantheon Grid is ready to fire. Lord High Admiral Gal'harek, you will be with me back at Delmah. Director Stefania, aid Lord Macky and his allies in any way possible. If that is all, this meeting is concluded for now."
Equusalem
The Ebony Republic
Hearing from the Vy'shak that she was undergo frame training as soon as they can get back to Angelariums surface was just what she wanted to hear getting a more active role n the war was good. Now she could learn more about the nations around her so she can repay the debt she has to the Firstborn princess for her crimes. She saluted before looking to her admiral to see if they were leaving.
Cao just sat back and shook his head subtly as his eyes begged him to get him out of this, the old general wouldn't budge. Because he wanted this to happen for being a git to him earlier. For now he just sat back and enjoyed the show. Now Jelica was eyeballing him as she downed the next flagon of ale "Tough talk for someone fallin behind on their drink. Better keep up little man~"
Harlock created a bubble around the three of them with his Psionic energy to keep the rain off of them "Now he's making it rain... If this is magic it nothing like I've ever seen..." He says mostly to himself as they reach his ship and start to get aboard. Harlock pretends everything is normal as he tells his crew that they were heading to the planet that Jazmin told him about.
Filia walked with Jazmin to their room while Harlock was on the bridge "Why do you think that creepy guy wants us to go to this planet you can't really remember going to?"
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Seph followed Liline through the streets to the train station and boarded it with her, looking around as they went before he sat beside her at the window seat. Everything in this nation was so bizarre, like he was looking into the past at almost every turn. "So whats Saranshire like anyways?"
As the blast was diverted with his blade, the Wrathful dragons eyes glaze over as it lets out the same wing based beam attack as it rains down on the Witch-King. The dragon king had fallen completely silent while it seemed like his energy was starting to rise and fall slowly, getting more and more wild as something in his neck started to bulge like something was growing in there. Something was off... And may need to be taken care of quickly.
As they would make their way out and begin to move towards the Surface, Most of the Traduitarians would seem hesitant to bring along the Captive that willingly Given up himself for the Plague's Survival, even as they made their way out of the Catacombs and, past the Wreck of Twisted metal that saw it being swarmed by Various Scientists, seeming to be taking scans and Samples of it, And as they would reach the surface once more they would see the Large Ship above them, and In front of them was a Much more Smaller Transport seeming to be the Ship that brought them all onto the surface.
And as they would all Enter, Including the Scientists, most of the Soldiers would simply stare in Markway's Direction with two of them still holding onto their weapons ready to fire should the need come to it.
The Interior of the Ship was much More Cleaner, and Brighter than in comparison of that within the Catacombs, the air Clean and Filtered with that Distinct smell of New metal in the air, and the ship they were within would seem to be in a Flurry of Activity, most of that being from the Scientific Devices and the Scientists, in which one of them would begin to Approach Markway, it's Face being revealed to him, as his eyes were that of a Bright Red and his Skin color and Overall Appearance was that of Oceanic Blue, Looking at him for a moment before finally speaking;
"So.. you were the one that Triggered the Automatic Response System? Don't you realize this Moon is Put under Quarantine and for good reason, those Monsters you've meet down there would've killed you, It's a Wonder why they didn't do it before we got there Otherwise we've would've had to Clean out their Entire nest Luckily for you.."
"And them we didn't have to Kill them, or Retrieve a Corpse of an Fool who decided to Pock his nose where it didn't belong.. In my Opinion we should've Killed them all while we had the chance, but their Lucky this isn't a True Naval Warship.. Just another Glorified Exploration Vessel by the Contingency or whatever their called.."
"But anyways, who the Hell are you and what in god's name were you doing down there?"
The Anubites were certainly cautious about people like Faeryl trying to extract information from them, since they didn't want to give things away that could be used against them. So, they would take the presence of a magus, but they were careful not to reveal some of their most pressing secrets, as they did not want other people to run off and start perverting their spirit channeling. But they had to do their investigation, and some questions could be answered. But overall, it was slow in order not to give much away.
Lord Macky simply nodded his head, "I believe that is all, for now. I simply advise caution, and to be secretive. The OMNI Naval Forces are rather powerful, so it is best to be cautious. Otherwise, I'll leave you to your preparations for the operations. Feel free to seek out the assistance of the Iammelonian Union. And of course, we request you keep us in the loop. This is our civil war, so we are quite invested in being involved."
The marines stayed unimpressed, so the marine-captain launched the last clay pigeon. The captain smiled as the machine was loaded up with the last two. “Right, well, every man on that team can shoot all three. But can you hit the last two?” He said with a smile. “Pull!” The machine launched two at a time. Both in opposite directions.
Jazmin seemed confused. “Does it bot rain on this world or something... I somehow don’t think he’s doing this... but I can’t remember if it was overcast out or not today...” Jazmin looked to Filia as they boarded the ship. “I really wouldn’t know... I don’t know why we would go to some weird backwater world...”
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As the train rounded some bends, Liline knocked on the window. “That there is Saranshire.”
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The beautifully decorated boulevards stretching for miles. Huge eight lane cobblestone roads with carriages and runabouts all scattered across. There were carriage buses running to and fro, many a fine gentlemen and ladies wearing black frock coats with cream or grey vests and top hats and boots. Women in brightly coloured dresses with frills and small hats pinned to their hair. The whole district being full of tall ornate buildings, all of them being beautiful colours like green, pink, marble, or just regular old red brick. Atop a hill in the distance, Sephus could see a huge castle overlooking the entire city. But the castle, it seemed, was only a wall. Sephus peered beyond the stone walls and turrets to see a huge green house, the glass glistening in the afternoon sun, the thick foliage inside barely being visible. Golden domes protruded from inside the castle walls attached to a bright red building. Some sort of palace was inside the castle walls. There was one last thing that Sephus could make out very, very clearly. A Huge domed building shooting up from the skyline ahead.
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This place truly was beautiful. Nothing could begin to describe the lavishness of this area.
They all still kept quiet unknown what do, one of them would slowly have an anxiety attack but would be comforted by one of the other soldiers. They're professionals they cant just barge in >>technically they did<< and start beating the hell out of random people. Yet one of the units still had that bit of ego left from his pre-officer times and decides to literally come out of the shadows, when he did that he caught their attention before blending into the shadow again, then reappearing behind them. Unsure what the hell he is trying to do the other units had to trust his decision.
He would grunt, he has to see this through the end. It will be a shame if he dint make it all the way through everything, he might put up a good fight infront of Cao against her but he finally realized, despite his unique ability he has no chance on fighting against her in this drinking contest an idea that he much so might regret later on. His face would change into a frowning smug and would begin to drink directly from the barrel and finish it in 3 minutes, emptying it. "I said s-stronger alcohol." Looks like his starting to get a little bit tipsy, he's starting to reach his first limit and at this point he might as well surrender.
He would finish his entire canteen, the stench of strong alcohol overpowers the nostrils of anyone who smells it. Its obviously he's trying to act tough and all, he has to be bluffing after all right..? right??
Thankfully, this was all in theory. And the Bez has not actually been deployed into any of these situations. It would have been a terrible loss to the Bez and a headache for Lady Chelmsby. In fact, most of the Bezi navy was still en route to Heord. There was no clashes between any Bezi forces and rebels as of yet. So, Chelmsby drew up a new plan to effectively and effectively crush the Omni navy in the sector. To prevent any losses for the Bezi navy, Chelmsby’s plan was a gamble. The Bezi cruisers and a few battleships would attack the refuelling stations and patrol along the corridor. Moving to Free Forest masquerading as the overly cocky and arrogant invasion and blockade force. While they moved in to blockade the planet, Chelmsby would disguise the rest of the fleet. Lady O’Donoghue and Lady Chelmsby called in an old friend. Rear Admiral Ohren, the measctha captain of the HIMS Captor. Chelmsby and O’Donoghue would utilise four Ipsfield-Harvey Class Cruisers and the Captor’s abilities to create a fake, but convincing ether storm. The Bezi Fleet would assemble inside the storm and fly as if they were debris caught in the storm. This would take precision piloting by the quartermaster and master. The ships would all have to fly in non-regulation angles, and fly in random orbiting paths around the “eye” of the storm. The exterior of the ships would be covered with plastic decals resembling rocky formations. So if radar pings bounced off the ships inside the storm, it would read as an asteroid. The plan was to make the storm move towards the middle of confederate territory, but then have it unpredictably swing towards Free Forest. Once the blockading Bezi fleet had engaged Omni Navy forces moving in to encircle the Bez, the ships inside the storm would open fire on the rebels from their rear. Chelmsby, unlike her underlings, appreciated Iammelonian Input. So she ran the plan past them first, treating the advisors like serious colleagues. This was Codenamed Operation “Smoke and Mirrors.” From the initial strike on Free Forest, the carrier groups would be assigned to patrol the etherlane to and from the northern corridor. They would be under strict orders to only patrol and keep Omni ships at bay. Chelmsby knew these were not pirates, and they cannot be treated as pirates. These “rebels” are only such in name, but are in fact, seriously organised and entirely ready for war. The Bez needed to start treating them like such. This shook many commanders from their previous notions that they were simply fighting rebels. The carrier groups and the patrolling battleships were to destroy the stations as previously planned, but would not pursue Omni naval ships. They were to nail themselves to the etherlane. No screw ups, no underestimations. The Bez and Omni navy were to be considered equals from now on. Long ranged missiles were to be used from now on, battle groups and carrier groups were to remain together at all costs. The carriers cannot be destroyed under any circumstances. Acceptable loses were pegged at the frigates and destroyers, but no battleships, cruisers, or carriers could be destroyed. O’Donoghue would be taking personal command of the navy to prevent anyone from deviating from these orders. With the navy handled, and awaiting Iammelonian opinions Chelmsby got to work on the planetary invasion. The landing points were ok to her, and so were the bombing runs. There was a danger of anti-air fire for sure, but low flying strike bombers aiming for the immediate land around the border would be allowed. These bombers would only be working to destroy any rebel positions nearby the Bezi camps. This was the working plan so far, but Chelmsby was confident that this revised battle plan would be the solution to the Northern Corridor.
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