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Well thank you Arkay, I feel like I should thank you for fighting my battle. Given the fact that I was not going to argue.
Thank you for saying what I was thinking Arkay, I was about to give up and be like " Alright duck, whatever man"
You wouldnt be able to track that, unless you had gear for it.
This is from your post " Luckily however it was just a scout ship, such ships were equipped for probing planets and mapping space, not for detecting stealth ships"
This is from your post " Luckily however it was just a scout ship, such ships were equipped for probing planets and mapping space, not for detecting stealth ships"
* sigh* Duck...... how would you know I sent that to you specifically? Unless you have been specifically tracking my ships commo, you wouldnt know it was to me. I understand you being suspicious, thats normal, but there is no way you would know I was talking just to you.
STC Syren ( BH-109)
In the space around Nouvelle
Cmdr. Vellais
The remaining members of the Special Forces platoon were ordered to the staging bay to receive tasking orders, given the new declaration of war everyone knew they were here to do some actual fighting. No one knew the mission however, they were all roused from their bunks to suddenly attend a briefing “ What are we up here for sir?” one of the operators said, still in the process of waking up. “ I don’t know, we were ordered up here by the commander. I expect we will find out when she gets here.” a junior special forces officer said, shooting a ‘shut up’ look back towards the operator. A round of quiet conversations could be heard as the remainder of the platoon began to ease in to what could be a long wait before the groups commander walked in, followed by Commander Vellais. “ Attention!” the special forces captain yelled as the entire room snapped to attention, making the room uncomfortably silent.
Commander Vellais looked at her watch before pressing a collection of buttons on the wall, making a series of holographic screens appear. “ Good morning special forces group one, on the screens you can see our target. Around six hours ago we received word from Naval High Command outlining the declaration of war against this new enemy. We don’t have a name for them yet, so until it otherwise stated they will be designated as unknown”. The holographic images around the room ranged from grainy to mildly detailed images of the EU scout ship from different angles. It was clear to the operators in the room that this would be a strike mission, the how and when was still to be decided. “ My crew has already shaped the H.E warheads and made both the Nuclear and H.E warheads portable.” she said before one of the operators raised their hand “ Yes?", she said quizzically expecting a dumb question. “ Ma’am, from what Im reading from this combat report, these vessels are virtually impregnable. Shield strength is off the charts and they have decent space based weapons. So instead of trying to beat them in a fair match……why don’t we play a little dirtier”? Commander Velais raised an eyebrow towards the operator and nodded “ Alright, shoot” she said, clasping her hands behind her back. “ Well Ma’am, this race has an obsession with creating peace between nations, I think we could trick them, and somehow get a couple nuclear charges into their ship”. Commander Vellais smirked, chuckling slightly, she didn’t know how creative these Special Forces operators could be “ So, who wants to sacrifice themselves” she said looking around the room.
Silence washed over the room, no one wanted to sacrifice themselves to take out one ship. “ Draw straws”? an operator said quietly only to be met by multiple no’s. “ How about a shuttle”? a junior special forces officer said “ Remotely controlled of course and packed with explosives”? Vellais cocked her head to the side slightly as she contemplated this “ A shuttle in deep space? That isn’t too believable, I feel like we have to betray our position anyway. Someone will have to be sacrificed in order for this to work, regrettably”. The commander tapped on a series of buttons, tapping into the bridge intercom “ Open a channel with the enemy contact and tell them we are in need of assistance, encrypt a mayday signal in there too. Make sure to keep our position hidden, send it in a burst message and then lets use the compressed air thrusters to move us away from the source”. ‘Yes ma’am’ was the response from the bridge before the channel closed.
*Burst traffic, mayday to EU scout ship* ( only the EU scout ship)
To any potentially friendly vessels in the area, this is a Septonian vessel, we are having engine and life support trouble. We need immediate support. Our lives are in danger.
In the space around Nouvelle
Cmdr. Vellais
The remaining members of the Special Forces platoon were ordered to the staging bay to receive tasking orders, given the new declaration of war everyone knew they were here to do some actual fighting. No one knew the mission however, they were all roused from their bunks to suddenly attend a briefing “ What are we up here for sir?” one of the operators said, still in the process of waking up. “ I don’t know, we were ordered up here by the commander. I expect we will find out when she gets here.” a junior special forces officer said, shooting a ‘shut up’ look back towards the operator. A round of quiet conversations could be heard as the remainder of the platoon began to ease in to what could be a long wait before the groups commander walked in, followed by Commander Vellais. “ Attention!” the special forces captain yelled as the entire room snapped to attention, making the room uncomfortably silent.
Commander Vellais looked at her watch before pressing a collection of buttons on the wall, making a series of holographic screens appear. “ Good morning special forces group one, on the screens you can see our target. Around six hours ago we received word from Naval High Command outlining the declaration of war against this new enemy. We don’t have a name for them yet, so until it otherwise stated they will be designated as unknown”. The holographic images around the room ranged from grainy to mildly detailed images of the EU scout ship from different angles. It was clear to the operators in the room that this would be a strike mission, the how and when was still to be decided. “ My crew has already shaped the H.E warheads and made both the Nuclear and H.E warheads portable.” she said before one of the operators raised their hand “ Yes?", she said quizzically expecting a dumb question. “ Ma’am, from what Im reading from this combat report, these vessels are virtually impregnable. Shield strength is off the charts and they have decent space based weapons. So instead of trying to beat them in a fair match……why don’t we play a little dirtier”? Commander Velais raised an eyebrow towards the operator and nodded “ Alright, shoot” she said, clasping her hands behind her back. “ Well Ma’am, this race has an obsession with creating peace between nations, I think we could trick them, and somehow get a couple nuclear charges into their ship”. Commander Vellais smirked, chuckling slightly, she didn’t know how creative these Special Forces operators could be “ So, who wants to sacrifice themselves” she said looking around the room.
Silence washed over the room, no one wanted to sacrifice themselves to take out one ship. “ Draw straws”? an operator said quietly only to be met by multiple no’s. “ How about a shuttle”? a junior special forces officer said “ Remotely controlled of course and packed with explosives”? Vellais cocked her head to the side slightly as she contemplated this “ A shuttle in deep space? That isn’t too believable, I feel like we have to betray our position anyway. Someone will have to be sacrificed in order for this to work, regrettably”. The commander tapped on a series of buttons, tapping into the bridge intercom “ Open a channel with the enemy contact and tell them we are in need of assistance, encrypt a mayday signal in there too. Make sure to keep our position hidden, send it in a burst message and then lets use the compressed air thrusters to move us away from the source”. ‘Yes ma’am’ was the response from the bridge before the channel closed.
*Burst traffic, mayday to EU scout ship* ( only the EU scout ship)
To any potentially friendly vessels in the area, this is a Septonian vessel, we are having engine and life support trouble. We need immediate support. Our lives are in danger.
^ interesting question, I am looking forward to the answer
................Oh alright
EMP? would fry shields or render the electronics that govern them useless by burning them out. For a scout ship that is a crazy amount of sheilding? So what are your line ships shielding like?
So if I place some shape charges accompanied by nuclear charges directly against the shield, would that overwhelm the shields? I mean for a scout ship we arent talking like crazy powerful shields.
So how would the shields work if there was an explosion directly against the hull? For example im going to tell you my next move, I plan to place charges along your hull using my SF troops.
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