@Tyki
"I believe you should understand that I do not make idle threats." Matt states gravely, as he moves his fingers over the command pad. A series of commands, as a small message was sent to Epsilon-001. Although it would be impossible for the Sergal to decode, Epsilon understood quite well that it had been authorized to use Blink Missiles, but nothing of a higher calibre. "When I stated that any ship entering my territory would be annihilated, it was not an idle threat. When I stated that I would cull the ranks of your fleet until I found them personally acceptable, it was not an idle threat. I do not bluff. I have no need to."
The first frigate moved across the line, entering Allied Space.
[Area breach confirmed. Target locked. Blink Missiles authorized. Launch.]
A great Mass Driver, equipped to one of 3 space stations orbiting Hexagon-001. A structure the size of a small skyscraper, dedicated to the acceleration of mass using the princples of false gravity and quantum entanglement. The spontaneous gain of velocity beyond measure, functioning much like an immense and versatile railgun. Within, a portal generator linked it to one of the many Arms Production Facilities spread throughout Matt's vast empire, the Allied Galaxies. A missile of the specified type had already been placed, upon having received the authorization for it's use.
Fired at Mach 10, straight into a portal above the Mass Driver. The previously mentioned "Recon" Sattelite opened the second portal, from which the missile burst, too fast and too sudden to counter. Even as the frigate's computers locked onto it, it was already too late. The missile seemed to blink out of existence, a short-distance jump module to be activated at a pre-programmed time, as it jumped past the frigate's shields, appearing just outside of the armoured hull. There was no counter, there was no reaction.
[Blink Missile, specialized weaponry.
Designed for surgical annihilation of shielded ships, this missile is capable of bypassing any shield that doesn't distort short-range quantum tunnelling. The 'Blink' must be pre-programmed by an external AI, as it has no AI nor sensory systems of it's own. It further lacks a propulsion system, necessitating a Mass Driver.
Power output of 50 kilotons]
Within an instant, the frigate was replaced with a blinding ball of light, an orb of blinding heat beyond that of any energy projection weapon, as the fusion reaction generated a nuclear explosion. No radioactive fallout, just an immense burst of heat and light, and a powerful wave of kinetic energy to crush all remaining resistance. In a flash, the frigate had been destroyed beyond the capability for repair, it's systems wiped out, it's wreckage nothing but a series of armoured plates, rapidly accelerating off into the depths of space by themselves, propelled by the force of the explosion.
"Long ago, my people discovered the tremendous energy generated through the process of fission. I then perfected it through the use of fusion, a more humane method of harnessing the power of mass-energy conversion. That missile bore approximately 3x the power of the Little Boy bomb that formed my people's first contact with Nuclear Warfare." Matt spread his hands, as the feed of the ship's destruction was feed through to the Sergal. The Sergal were not new to Nuclear Physics, but had discarded it as being too dangerous to the wielder, never managing to perfect it. Having favoured the use of energy projection and mana-based technology, they had never truly realised the power of atomic fusion. "Allow me to show you the face of God, if there ever was one. Allow me to show you His hand, my hand, through which I destroy all that offends me in this reality."
A second feed was patched through to the Sergal ships, as well as the Planetary Sergeant. It was from a variety of locations, gathered from the many Arms Production Facilities Matt's empire sported. Rows upon rows of missiles, hundreds of thousands, massive stores, entire planets dedicated to the storage of nuclear weaponry. Massive missiles, smaller missiles, hundreds of Specialized Weaponry missiles for taking down even the most bizarre of targets. Fusion powered weapons, occasionally interspersed with the inhumane Fission weapons, meant for attacks on civilian areas, in order to spread terror and anarchy. Missiles that split up into smaller copies of themselves, missiles with magic dampeners attached, missiles filled with 200+ deadly plagues for biological warfare.
"Pull back your ships. Or I'll be forced to remove a couple of zeroes from your census. I will allow 5 ships to enter my system, the same number I sent into your territory. You will perform your scans, and you will discover the weapons I have placed both on the surface, and in orbit around this planet. And you will leave."
"I believe you should understand that I do not make idle threats." Matt states gravely, as he moves his fingers over the command pad. A series of commands, as a small message was sent to Epsilon-001. Although it would be impossible for the Sergal to decode, Epsilon understood quite well that it had been authorized to use Blink Missiles, but nothing of a higher calibre. "When I stated that any ship entering my territory would be annihilated, it was not an idle threat. When I stated that I would cull the ranks of your fleet until I found them personally acceptable, it was not an idle threat. I do not bluff. I have no need to."
The first frigate moved across the line, entering Allied Space.
[Area breach confirmed. Target locked. Blink Missiles authorized. Launch.]
A great Mass Driver, equipped to one of 3 space stations orbiting Hexagon-001. A structure the size of a small skyscraper, dedicated to the acceleration of mass using the princples of false gravity and quantum entanglement. The spontaneous gain of velocity beyond measure, functioning much like an immense and versatile railgun. Within, a portal generator linked it to one of the many Arms Production Facilities spread throughout Matt's vast empire, the Allied Galaxies. A missile of the specified type had already been placed, upon having received the authorization for it's use.
Fired at Mach 10, straight into a portal above the Mass Driver. The previously mentioned "Recon" Sattelite opened the second portal, from which the missile burst, too fast and too sudden to counter. Even as the frigate's computers locked onto it, it was already too late. The missile seemed to blink out of existence, a short-distance jump module to be activated at a pre-programmed time, as it jumped past the frigate's shields, appearing just outside of the armoured hull. There was no counter, there was no reaction.
[Blink Missile, specialized weaponry.
Designed for surgical annihilation of shielded ships, this missile is capable of bypassing any shield that doesn't distort short-range quantum tunnelling. The 'Blink' must be pre-programmed by an external AI, as it has no AI nor sensory systems of it's own. It further lacks a propulsion system, necessitating a Mass Driver.
Power output of 50 kilotons]
Within an instant, the frigate was replaced with a blinding ball of light, an orb of blinding heat beyond that of any energy projection weapon, as the fusion reaction generated a nuclear explosion. No radioactive fallout, just an immense burst of heat and light, and a powerful wave of kinetic energy to crush all remaining resistance. In a flash, the frigate had been destroyed beyond the capability for repair, it's systems wiped out, it's wreckage nothing but a series of armoured plates, rapidly accelerating off into the depths of space by themselves, propelled by the force of the explosion.
"Long ago, my people discovered the tremendous energy generated through the process of fission. I then perfected it through the use of fusion, a more humane method of harnessing the power of mass-energy conversion. That missile bore approximately 3x the power of the Little Boy bomb that formed my people's first contact with Nuclear Warfare." Matt spread his hands, as the feed of the ship's destruction was feed through to the Sergal. The Sergal were not new to Nuclear Physics, but had discarded it as being too dangerous to the wielder, never managing to perfect it. Having favoured the use of energy projection and mana-based technology, they had never truly realised the power of atomic fusion. "Allow me to show you the face of God, if there ever was one. Allow me to show you His hand, my hand, through which I destroy all that offends me in this reality."
A second feed was patched through to the Sergal ships, as well as the Planetary Sergeant. It was from a variety of locations, gathered from the many Arms Production Facilities Matt's empire sported. Rows upon rows of missiles, hundreds of thousands, massive stores, entire planets dedicated to the storage of nuclear weaponry. Massive missiles, smaller missiles, hundreds of Specialized Weaponry missiles for taking down even the most bizarre of targets. Fusion powered weapons, occasionally interspersed with the inhumane Fission weapons, meant for attacks on civilian areas, in order to spread terror and anarchy. Missiles that split up into smaller copies of themselves, missiles with magic dampeners attached, missiles filled with 200+ deadly plagues for biological warfare.
"Pull back your ships. Or I'll be forced to remove a couple of zeroes from your census. I will allow 5 ships to enter my system, the same number I sent into your territory. You will perform your scans, and you will discover the weapons I have placed both on the surface, and in orbit around this planet. And you will leave."
