PLOT LINE!
00:55
CRS DESPOT:
ENROUTE FROM THE PLT DAEDALUS TO AURORA:
Lieutenant General Crandall stared out the panoramic viewport of the CRS Despot's bridge. It was 00:56 and he only had about five minutes left in his shift. Oh what the hell, he thought. "Captain Tres, you have the bri....."
"SIR," Private Mullaan, the Communications officer, interrupted, "We have a distress call from the freighter group Byss 3! They've been attacked en route to Byss! They are Imperials, Sir."
"Are we the closest Imperial ship?" Asked LG Crandall.
"Yes,Sir. Our ETA would be 7 hours!"
Crandall thought for a moment. "Notify the Grand Admiral of the situation and tell him we're departing. And tell Admiral Renegade that we need him down here. Oh, and deploy a message probe containing the freighters coordinates, I don't want to announce them to Ronin over subspace. Then you can make the jump to Hyperspace.
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"Yes, Sir, Byss" Crandall said to Admiral Renegade. "It's was known as a resort planet, deep in the Core Worlds. That was before the Emperor made it his private retreat. Other than that, Sir, there's no information."
"And you say the convoy was traveling to Byss from the Bestine system?"
"Yes, Sir, but we still don't know their cargo."
" Very well, General, you're dismissed. But try to come up with a flight plan, we need to protect them if they haven't been destroyed. Did they say what their cargo was. It must be important if they are going to Byss."
"No sir, they didn't say. I will get on the flight plan right now."
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Admiral Renegade watched the blur of hyperspace slowly turn into starlines as the Despot made it back into realspace. Eight freighters were stopped directly in front of the viewport. And in the distance, Three Rebel Corvettes were waiting.
"Freighter Byss 3, this is Admiral Renegade of the Infiltrator Wing, what is your situation.?"
"Admiral, this Commander Scern. Our Tie Interceptor escorts managed to take out their Y-wings, but not before they disabled us. We have all our systems back on -line now, but the hangars on the corvettes have been replaced with Interdiction Field Generators. We're both stuck here!
"What cargo are you carrying Commander?'" Renegade questioned.
"Cloning equipment, Sir. I'm afraid I can't give you any more information than that. This operation is Top Secret!"
"Commander, please read your operations order, in it you will find that I am cleared for the Very Highest top-secret clearence in the Empire as well as my Wing Commander, you are ordered to tell me what your cargo is. We are on a very secure channel."
"Ah, ah Sir, I did not realize that you were THAT AD Renegade. Please forgive me sir, but we are hauling cloning cylinders to be used in case the Emperor is ever brought back, these cylinders will help bring that about.
"Crandall!" The admiral yelled. "Scramble your fighters! I want those Corvettes turned into space junk, right now."
"Yes. Admiral I will take care of it immediately! "
Vulture Squadron", the young WC said, "As you can see on the briefing map your goal is to take out these 3 corvettes and any incoming fighters. The rebels used Y-wings last time so we expect more soon. Dismissed!"
Soon the Corvettes were taken down by the IW's Bwings, but as expected reinforcements arrived.
"Admiral Renegade come in!!! Byss 3 calling."
"Yes, Commander?"
"Sir, our sensors are showing Rebel Bwings and Xwings coming out of Hyperspace. We need you to get your fighters over to cover us.
" We're deploying them now! Crandall, I want Eagle Sqd to Intercept the Bwings and Raven to escort the Despot."
As expected, the Rebel Bwings went after the freighters, while the Xwings tried to engage the Despot. Both attempts were thwarted by the IW pilots and the Freighters begin heading to their jump points.
"Commander Scern, do you copy? This is LG Crandall."
"Yes, General, We're hear you, and we're ready to make the jump."
"Excellent, I'm sending over some of my Xwings to cover you while you jump."
"Thank you, Sir. Believe me, the IW's efforts will be rewarded in good time! You will not be forgotten."
The Freighters were able to make the jump, but not before a Rebel CRS came out of Hyperspace and launched fighters. Eagle Squadron was able to compensate and the Despot made it back to Aurora safely.
"WC Crandall, do you copy? This is the Grand Admiral."
"Yes. Sir I'm here."
"Excellent work out there, I mean really superb! I'll need your full report, though, on my desk tomorrow."
"Will do, Sir."
Written by LG Crandall
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This is a plot-line for a Battle proposed by LG Crandall.
SAVE CLONING CYLINDERS
Mission-1
Destroy the CRV's and escort fighters.
Mission-2
Protect the Freighters and the Despot, 1/2 of the freighters must hyper-out and the Despot must survive.
Mission -3
Destroy the Rebel CRS that jumps in and its assorted fighters.
Missions will be made by AD Renegade