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Where's my tank?
We have now arrived at a new stage in the war! And I will be allowing the events that proceed to reach a new peak; the quarians are on their way!
And also screw the last thing I said, I'll let the Ghosts of Onyx back, due to some already made events, it really gets annoying trying to alter the timeline.
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Short time jump
22nd/1/2554
UNSC support arrives at location S09-S0012 Viscos territory has been reclaimed.
23rd/1/2554
Contact along the eastern seaboard re-established main forces begin frontal assault to Hazed Path.
The end of operation: Marathon.
Aspire, returns to main dry docks above the Crystal Lake base, North guard attempt to move in.
27th/1/2554
Destruction of turian forces by orbital bombardment in Hazed Path, 90% success and minimal casualties recorded, remaining turian forces surrender.
28th/1/2554
Contact is established between the quarian migrant fleet and UCA command and colonial government, the UEG and UNSC are also present for the meeting between them and the representatives.
Agreement is soon reached and access to the Tan system is secured, though a desperate plan must be drawn to complete operation.
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31st/1/2554
OPERATION: RED CROSS
Aspire: High Orbital Dock 7
There was much sense of beauty from above, the world below seemed to be endless as it glowed, anyone in the orbital station could see the sight below, it invigorated and strengthened the belief of one's mind as to why they fought.
This was what Duran could see, the wonder of Anomia and its people, there was little to say though, and the war had taken a serious toll even though it was not present amongst the troops, but it was evident upon the world below.
The landscape was torched and dark, and areas completely void of all life, this was what the covenant had reduced their people to. Desperate soldiers of a lost war, yet they were no longer fighting the covenant, they were fighting a new war.
The arrival of the turians had lessened the people's morale and a new war was the last thing the UNSC and the UCA wanted, but the turians had not broken from the warpath. And another fleet had struck at the sigma relay to stop them from ever reaching the other side.
The new operation depended on the relay and if the turians had severed it from the rest of them, they'd never manage to get the quarians here. The plan though had not been perfect; it was a rush of statistics and manoeuvres, a less likely chance they'd ever get through the blockade, but had a new means.
To the left port window of the orbital station the image of the fleet gathering remained, Duran had a distinct feeling as though there was still much to debate. He was correct, but due to this unique opportunity to aid the quarians, they had to gather a large enough force to break the covenant blockade.
"Captain, the field repairs are complete, and the resupply, we are allowed to re-join the fleet at your own time." Tanya reported.
"Right, thank you Tanya, how are our guests doing?"
"They are inquisitive, and rather excited, we will begin our operation as soon as possible."
"What about Grey team?"
"They are being resupplied with their newer crusader class armour; they'll be ready for combat soon."
"And the EVA booster frames and the EVA suits?"
"All are ready for deployment, though Karl would like to advise a new frontline pilot."
"Get the best we have, we aren't going to have it easy on this mission."
With that the AI vanished and went about her duties, Duran could not be interrupted, he had many things that needed to be addressed at the given moment and he couldn't be disturbed. It was only a matter of time until the turians launch their counter attack back into UCAF space and push them far enough.
If they were to have any success, they needed allies; the quarians knew a fair bit about the galaxy and could give them the necessary details for planets and places, the main homeworlds and such. This was one of the many things, and also they had been in need of intelligence on the status of the council, if they could open communications within the next six months, it would really help with stopping the conflict.
Duran sighed, here was another war he was living to see, one where the same sacrifices were being made, children, the young and innocent. Chosen to fight for humanities sake of continued existence, if this war was to go on, it would require the same casualties as it always will.
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The fleet began its reformation at sector 11-2401-343 and began its operation, they had only so much time before the turians would respond to their actions and they needed to move fast. At the head of the main fleet, Admiral Vance looked out his window, he could see the outlines of his fleet, the same one that held the covenant back, and the same that had defeated the turian landing forces.
"Begin spinning up FTL, operation Red Cross is to begin."
"Sir Yes sir, relaying message, green light is a go." The communications said.
The fleet began their trans-light engines, the light in front of them started to ripple and a swirling gateway of light appeared, the fleet entered smoothly and began the traverse to the other side.
Vance could only watch knowing that this was the day; humanity took the war to their enemies. This was war at its most decisive form, there was no turning back.
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Sigma Relay
1st/2/2554
Morning Glory…
The sigma relay had now been fully reinforced; the turian hierarchy hadn't been able to recruit enough troops for the conflict due to the ongoing crisis on the citadel with the sides trying to resolve the matter.
The hierarchy was permitted to launch another fleet or two to the relay to protect and secure it; this was to end a majority of the fighting until a suitable outcome presented itself. Even so, the turians had bent the truth to suit their needs; they were gathering their forces for another push into the Nova Stratus sector.
The fleet that now secured the relay was a 125 ship blockade; at the other end of the relay was the remaining 95 with support. They had also brought out a mass of space stations as defensive formations to slow any opposition and prepare their staging ground.
But to spectre Nihlus, this was useless, a mere waste of time and resources, he could only watch as his fellow turians that had arrived from Palaven and other worlds gathered. Their attempt at defending the relay would be useless, if the humans were to ever breakthrough it would be nearly a simple wave of missiles and they'd be in wrecks.
Nihlus was still coming to terms with the loss of the Hazed Assault and repel at Caldera, there had been recorded losses of nearly 12,479 lives, just from the Hazed Path. If the turian hierarchy was annoyed, that was an understatement, they were now out for a full mobilisation of their forces.
But that wasn't as easy, the council was against the notion for a full mobilisation of troops into such a small region of space, even though they had no idea how large Nova Stratus even went. If they over exerted their troops, they might face an enemy far greater than the rachini.
But even when the council rejected the idea, the hierarchy was still in the war, they had sent small scouting forces deeper into the Nova Stratus territory, but so far none have reported back, they had assumed that they were dead or lost.
Nihlus was unsure what to make of the situation, he could only see the incompetence of the politics in a war that requires skill and knowledge as well as experience in war. Things here were not doing well, and if they continued the fighting they would lead themselves into a blood bath.
Nihlus waited and watched as the ships did their routine patrol patterns, the fleet here had been reinforced thankfully, the hierarchy had sent and deployed 5 dreadnoughts, and there were rumours of another 10 that were being debated for construction.
He knew that it would take more than just a fleet, the Spartans were coming…
"CONTACT ALERT!" The alarms blared.
Nihlus froze in place, the alarms began blaring across the network, the fleet was moving to intercept, as they attempted to form into a defensive position to where the human fleet began to enter. He saw as they grouped about, and then…
"IMPACT ALERT" The VI chimed.
Instead of the fleet that they had assumed would be arriving at, a detonation of a massive explosive occurred; he watched as he back behind a console, the detonation was out of subspace and into real space. The humans had subspace bombs.
"Impact imminent." The VI alerted.
The first shockwave of the bomb struck at the fleet and washed over the station, Nihlus was terrified as the station suddenly cut out of power; the consoles blacked out or detonated. He knew that this was a softening tactic that the hierarchy or even the council could have ever known about.
And then the fight truly began.
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Sigma Relay
Vance confirmed the detonation of the sub-universal complex emitter, the rift in space had sent subspace eddies to knock the fleet into a state of confusion and allow them the time they needed to strike.
"All ships reporting sir." An ensign said.
"Good let's show them that, there's a price to pay for attacking us." He said sitting down.
"All MACs are loaded and charged, beginning our advance." Tactical called.
The fleet of 150 ships poured out of slip-space, it was truly a sight to see, and one that the turians would never forget.
As they poured from slip-space Vance could see the impact that the subspace mine had caused, he knew that this tactic might work; the turians would allow themselves to get a clear shot a full target than just a subspace gap.
But in anticipating this, he knew what needed to be corrected, the same subspace mines they had used in the human covenant war. It was the oldest trick in the book, send out an object that looked like a ship through subspace and pack the largest bomb inside of it.
The fleet now had the advantage.
"All weapons free. Fire all MACs." He ordered.
The fleet of 150 ships did so, the charged weapons of super kinetic rounds launched, they were sent into the distance between them and the turians. The 750kg slug from the Few and None fired off in a rapid trio of bursts, the speeds of nearly 45% speeds of light packed inside struck with deadly efficiency.
The first lines of the turians vessels became burning husks in moments, the remaining shells impacted against the others in the further most ranks as the shells tore through the hulls like paper. Vance knew that the element of surprise had been lost, and the initiative, from here on out they had to slug their way across the turians to reach the quarians.
"Begin the main assault, bring the Few and None to the main body and get the Aspire to break through their lines. And tell Halsey that her Spartans can deploy." He said focused on the battle.
"Sir yes sir." The ensign replied.
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On board the Aspire, the green light came as the assault on Sigma Relay began, Halsey watched from the launch bay screen as the Spartan boosters were prepped. The massive flying weapon frames could easily outgun most frigates alone.
She watched as Blue team loaded up and in, alongside them was the Spartan V and IV who had taken to their fighters. The signal lights lit up and the fighters began their launch from the linear catapults.
"This is blue squadron, we're deploying." Fred said over the com channel.
The nimble and highly mobile fighters took off from their respective launch rigs and accelerated as fast as possible into the open space.
"This is Delta Squadron, we're heading out." Grey said.
The striker fighters began rapid ascent into combat, their engines flaring behind them as they launched.
From the view port, Halsey watched as they went into another war, she knew that there was some silver lining in there somewhere.
"Give them hell." She said to herself.
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The booster frames quickly dispatched into the fight linked up with the other squadrons of Spartan fighters. Fred was surprised to see how many Spartans were in formation alongside him, at least forty to sixty from his command link, and they were all strikers and a mix of assault frames.
"Blue squadron will take point, clear a path to the relay and scout out ahead; the Aspire and the second fleet will link with you as soon as a path is clear." Grey said.
"Affirmative." Fred responded.
Blue squadron headed into the largest formation of ships that was guarding the relay and accelerated to attack speed.
"Linda, take Ash and Olivia to the right flank, clear a path for the Aspire. Kelly and I will move the rest of Katana and blue to assault the main body to allow access to the fleet." Fred ordered.
"Roger that." A flare of green bleeps and they were good to go.
The squadrons accelerated into the lines of cruisers and frigates, Fred along with Kelly activated their targeting reticules to lock in on the nearest cruiser. Then as they made their attack run the cruiser began firing its countermeasures, laser turrets fired off beams to bisect them, while missiles fired off left and right.
It wasn't hard for Fred and Kelly to quickly avert the dangers and continue their attack, Fred locked on while avoiding another laser he zeroed the location of the bridge and fired the main Mass Driver cannon.
The lethal projectile struck with the kinetic force of 40% speed of light combined with the 50kg weight of tungsten. The shells breached the bridge and exited along the aft of the ship splitting across the mass effect core.
"Pull up." Fred ordered.
A moment later the turian cruiser detonated from the core breach and quickly becoming a red and yellow haze, they could watch as the remains impacted against the other surrounding ships.
"One down, fifty one to go…" Kelly said.
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Aboard the Aspire, Halsey watched from the bridge as the battle continued, she was amazed at how fast the UCAF had managed to advance quicker than the UNSC, they had poured everything into development of new ships and technology granted to them by the forerunners.
But they had also provided a new generation of Spartan, one that had more number that both her own and ONIs. But it still disturbed her that her work had been used in such scale and with so many lives.
But there was little to do until this war was won, she knew that there were questions, but ones that she could answer later, now was the time to observe the workings of the UCAF.
"Sir, another cruiser down, there are multiple gaps along the entire left flank, and Admiral Vance is already pushing to the right, he says to punch middle and allow the remaining fighters to deal with clean up so that we could make it to the other side." Tanya reported.
"Looks like our path is clear, move the Aspire to the main formation and call Grey team to provide cover as we assault." He ordered.
The Aspire fired her main guns once more, the lasers and missiles combined with the MAC struck the already failing forces of the turians, only bringing a fast death to the helpless. The Aspire then continued to push alongside the other parts of the fleet; Grey squadron and Blue were on either side devastating all in their way.
Another six more cruisers fell and at least a dozen frigates and destroyers.
"Fire HEAT missiles along the right flank then put us on course at bearings, 244-45 and then to 178-142."
Tanya did so, the Aspire did as it was ordered, firing the hundreds of anti-armour high explosive missiles and turning about and above the remaining cruisers and vessels to reach its destination.
The resulting explosion opened a path way for the stealth frigate as it made its way to the breach in the lines, Duran knew that on the other side, he was expecting a warm welcome.
"Tanya is it ready?" He asked as they made their final run.
"It's ready." She replied with a smile.
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The migrant fleet had held itself in the system for the past few days, the news of the UNSC/UCAF arrival was imminent, and as they knew from the ONI ship that had approached them a few days ago, the path was nearly set.
The turians had not been welcoming to the quarians for being present within the system, but then again there had been hundreds of other ships pouring in because of the war. And they had enough problems, so they told them to hold from approaching the relay and wait at the second planet on the other side of the system.
Many of the quarians had been expecting the humans to betray them at one point or the other, but to their word, they returned with the good news to allow sanctuary for the migrant fleet within human space.
They had received all the data on the worlds set and placed, a handful was still in terraforming, but the few that were completed had and could be adjusted to help them with the sterile environments. It was a dream come true for the quarians and one that was welcomed by the conclave and the admiralty.
Even though this meant giving up on their original home world, this gave them access to a future for their children, where they would take back the world lost to them.
Admiral Zorah watched from the Neema, from what he heard his younger brother Rael was preparing for the imminent arrival of the UNSC Aspire, he like many wished for the torment of being stranded as nomads to end.
"How long until the Aspire begins its arrival?" Han'Gerrel asked.
"Any moment now, we just need to wait for the signal and we should jump in as the fleet is disabled, remember we only have a six hour window." He said gravely.
"Then let us pray that we are fast enough." Shala Raan said.
As they waited, they noticed something happening at the relay, it soon became clear as a mass of light consumed the sight.
"Admiral, there was a massive energy spike; it's over ninety million points of dispersion, the turian fleet… its gone." The ensign said.
The admirals gapped in horror and awe, the entire region where the turians had set their fleet had been wiped out? How powerful were these humans?
"A single signal has appeared, it appears to be the Aspire, and connection is coming through."
A moment later and the familiar sovereign face of the human captain appeared.
"Admirals, you may begin the movement of the fleet, we have little time and the turians most likely sent an emergency beacon to the world of Amphora, we need to move now." Duran said with urgency and calm.
"Understood captain, but might we ask what had happened at the relay?" Admiral Korris asked.
"We needed to clear the area so we detonated a micro nova, technically a mini sun, though it nearly cooked the relay, it destroyed a third of the turian fleet stationed here and disabled the rest. It'll be a matter of time when they send for reinforcements. We must move now."
With that they closed the channel.
"Tell the fleet to begin the exodus; we shall head to the relay without any delay."
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Duran watched from his view screen, the hundreds and thousands of ships pouring in, he could not be as amazed at the sight though, there was a problem.
"How long is this going to take to evacuate the entire fleet into Nova Stratus?" He asked.
"Another five hours and thirty five minutes until full evacuation of quarian fleet is complete."
"And we can only evacuate half of that before the turians begin their counter offensive." Grey finished as he patrolled the space between the migrant fleet and the ship.
"Can we get any support from the other side?"
"Not until all turian vessels can be squared away, though the admiral is willing to send the Few and None along with fifty other ships." Tanya said.
"Tell him we'll need them ASAP, the situation is going to get ugly if we don't start acting."
"Affirmative, relaying message by beacon transmission, he'll be along in three hours." She replied.
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This is what happened to Liara…
Alarm blaring overhead, Liara awoke, her senses dulled by the late night, she wasn't in the most exuberant of moods, the work on the Forerunners had uncovered much, and she was still trying to grasp how old these Forerunners were.
The door opened to her room. "Liara?" A voice asked.
She looked to see a human boy young and worn, his armour dented in places where his uniform now attached to his body and the cybernetic arms was. His features were still same as ever, as a robot wa built for.
"Yes." She replied tiredly.
"Doctor Valerie would like to see you in lab three fourteen." The android said.
"What time would it be now?" She asked.
"Nine fifteen." He replied.
"Ah… I'm late…"
"I'M LATE!" She suddenly shot up.
"Yes, by one hour and fi- no sixteen minutes and thirty two seconds."
Liara hurried to her closet and suited her lab clothes on, her old clothes were damaged some time before during her extraction and she had no idea what they would give her. But the clothes she had were quite casual and slightly comfortable as lab clothes got.
Hurrying through her food as she rushed into her apartment kitchen she got some toast and jam and something called a mocha and hurried out of her home to locate the good doctor.
Hurrying into the courtyard of the Hyperion complex she walked to the lower level where the scanners were.
"Welcome Doctor Liara T'soni, level three access cleared, and have a nice day." The AI chimed.
Liara was still trying to get over the many things the UNSC had, the AIs were a definite surprise to her and the many advanced technologies. Which some weren't as advanced as she'd imagined.
She had been brought here by the marines that assaulted the base camp a week ago, and was intrigued by everything she saw, even though some of these things were intimidating in every shape and form.
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The sounds of jets were washed out by the sudden halt of transports; she couldn't see anything at all. She tried to squirm about as her captives held her down.
"Stop moving, you're only making things worse." A voice said quietly yet sternly.
"Why should I listen to you?" She asked afraid.
"Because there is a sensor drone above our heads that have orders to kill on sight, the turians have been getting desperate and we can't afford screw ups." He said quickly.
She listened to him and silenced herself, she listened hard and heard the drone above, it moved quietly yet still emitted a humming sound, and it passed over and moved away.
"Thank god for jammers, let's keep moving before another comes this way." The young male voice said.
They walked for another thirty minutes until they stopped once more.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Not a drone, we need to wait for our dust off. And here it comes."
A sudden roar of engines and jet wash was enough to tell her to keep her head down.
"Let's move, the turians will be right on our asses. Jack we have arrived at zero-one, and dust off confirmed by ONI." Luke said over his com.
"Roger that, we're falling back by the HRVs, we'll meet you back at north Hypress."
After that she had spent the night aboard a transport until arriving at their destination she remembered the exchange of words between some humans and then being taken by another vehicle to a secure location.
Then she had been interrogated by the humans ONI, the office of naval intelligence, she was interrogated by a human female named Gina and then taken into her cell, before being taken back out to be inquired by another human named Valerie.
After some convincing she agreed to help the good doctor with the understanding of the Forerunners, a thing that she had not initially wanted, but she accepted.
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Things went well afterwards, the guards in truth were nice and surprisingly young, but then again she did remember professor Mordin's examination of the humans. Things now were picking up once more as they heard of the new arrivals soon to be here.
Though she had some sense that xenophobia was among the few soldiers, they were at least keeping their emotions in check and in place, they rather not wanted to get into a meaningless argument.
Upon arriving at the labs she was greeted by the same brown haired woman she had met the week before.
"So finally late this time?" She asked.
"Yes, there were a few notes I forgot to work on last night and I went to sleep far from my routine."
"No matter, most things are on hold for a little while before the quarians start to pour in; we won't be working for a little while longer. And also because we need to start to look at some gene strands that were given to us about their physiology, we need to aid in their immune systems."
"Why are we going to do that? I thought our department was only in xeno-archaeological finds."
"Well because we received a new member, who had along with his team been found hiding inside of an apartment block in the Caldera ruins, I believe you are familiar with him?"
The door opened to a red and white skinned salarian with one of his past injuries on his head.
"Professor?" She asked.
The salarian smiled meekly at his appearance to the asari.
"Ah Doctor T'soni, good to see you again, feeling well? From looks, not restrained, and most arguably the toast in your hands suggest, that you are here voluntarily." The salarian scientist gibbered.
"Yes professor, I came here voluntarily, why are you still on Anomia?"
"Umm, ship might have been wrecked and team was stranded, we hid to the south area called Caldera, an interesting place considering it is an actual caldera in the middle of the ground."
Valerie decided to interject. "I think that is enough doctor, I would like you to help bring doctor T'soni up to speed on the advancements of the quarian gene therapy."
"Ah yes, back to work no time to stop. Come along doctor we must discuss much!"
Liara was about half way from dropping her toasted jam sandwich.
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Three hours had passed since the message had been sent and as promised by the best of the admirals that Duran had ever known he came through with the promise.
There was now fifty one ships holding position outside of the relay protecting the remaining 20,000 ships that were en route to the other side, but there was just one small problem.
"Sir, enemy count suggests at least 115 ships, most are turian and others are refitted civilian ships, looks like they got desperate and thought we were going to invade. I don't think we're about to do well with that many against us." Tanya said.
"Yes, Tanya we're not going to do well at all with that many against just a few of us. Is the admiral going to hail them?"
"He's already beginning contact." She replied.
Aboard the Few and None, Vance was staring down the proverbial barrel of a loaded gun.
"Hail them." He ordered.
"Com channel is open and hail sent… reply is coming through."
"This is rear Admiral Kirra Cerrick, of the turian hierarchy forces stationed here, we would ask you to stand down and halt in your aggression in our space, those ships are not to leave this area." The female turian admiral said.
Vance had to admire the woman's courage, but he wasn't going to simply stand down for helping a species migrate to safer soil.
"This is Admiral James Vance of the UCAF Few and None, we would like to, though I doubt that is even possible admiral, we will not. The quarians are our responsibility as a race that has suffered greatly from the actions of your council. And we will not turn our backs on a plea of help, these sentient beings deserve better, and as that promise, we will honour it. Even till death."
There was a pause, the rear admiral contemplated what the human had said, if she attacked, she might end up with the quarians in a cross fire. And as much as quarian and turian relations went, she didn't want to risk hitting the migrant fleet. There were enough problems to deal with, especially with the quarians.
She though was not however a telepath as others in her fleet wanted to quarians to suffer, and some were even greatly unhappy with them being able to pack up and go to a new home world.
"When did this agreement occur between the migrant fleet and humanity?" She asked.
"Approximately two weeks ago, one of our ships encountered them while scouting and alerted us after communication between them occurred. Since then we have strived to ensure that their arrival within Nova Stratus was safe and secure, we will not back down on that given promise, your worlds are not of our concern and we have little to regret about the actions we took against your forces in our space. They lie and tell us that they wouldn't attack, and yet they had a staging ground waiting for use against our worlds."
This news was definitely one that she knew might happen, the commanders hadn't been entirely truthful with the council again, and were hiding vital and critical data, if the salarians find out about this, there would be ramifications that the hierarchy would suffer from.
"That is something that my superiors say never happened admiral, I'd like to avoid worse-."
"Admiral the cruiser the Druka, is charging weapons, they aren't responding to hails!" The tactical officer said.
She could only watch in horror as the cruiser opened fire at the human fleet. The mass accelerator round was not intended to hit the humans and over shot into the vessels behind, the migrants that were fleeing.
The shell hit the Idenna with full force, then another two more volleys that quickly followed.
"Captain what do you think you are doing?" She hailed over the emergency channel.
"Doing what the hierarchy should do to traitors." The Druka captain yelled.
At that point all the UNSC vessels and UCAF fired at the cruiser; the hyper velocity rounds tore the cruiser to shreds. And then the turian fleet started to retaliate, Admiral Kirra Cerrick watched in horror as the situation deteriorated into all-out war.
The humans finally believed that reasoning could not be possible and fired all their weapons against the turian fleet. The rounds punched through the layers of armour with ease, but the turians began a desperate answer.
Aboard the Few and None, Vance knew that the admiral wanted to avoid conflict, however her peers did not.
"What is the status on the migrant fleet?"
"They're almost through, the last few more waves and they're done, but the Idenna is damaged across the board and is signalling for emergency help."
"Dammit, get a team with grapples and load the Idenna to the side of the Aspire, and then get us the hell out of here." He ordered.
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The Aspire watched in horror as the turians open fired at the quarians, all sense of resolving the situation had gone out of hand and now became a shooting galley for all. Duran watched as the fleet tried to regroup and fall back.
"Tanya, how long until till we get to the Idenna?" He asked.
"Not long, the ship is dead in space, we will only need to adjust the hooks to attach to the hull via EVA suits and then tow the ship with us."
"Do it and fast."
The ship quickly stopped next to the stricken vessel and deployed mag locks to the side of the ship; they towed it in and began to retreat to the relay.
"All ships fall back, our mission here is complete, and we will now rendezvous with the main fleet at Anomia." Vance said as they quickly fled.
Admiral Kirra Cerrick watched as the only chance she had at diplomacy ended, the humans would not be as trusting of the turians from here on in.
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LOCATION: Anomia
OPERATION: RED CROSS: COMPLETE
The 50,000 ships of the quarian people hung in mid space above the UCA capital world, though it wasn't as a wonderful sight of the besieged planet. It was welcoming for the quarians a reprieve from the travel.
Anomia was resupplying the ships with the UCAF/UNSC tech required for planetary terraforming, each of many large vessels would be tasked with locating a suitable planet within the Tan system and begin to habit the planet.
Though New Vannoch was the decided name for the Tan capital once called Vin'Cir, the UCAF population within the region was tasked with integrating these new arrivals into the system.
After a lengthy break from the exodus, the UCAF scientists were beginning a full immune system enhancement, the Hyperion Corp had been at full work with both the war and the quarians, and thankfully they had the newer AI working to do both as quickly as possible.
Though there was the issue with AI amongst the quarian population, many found it apprehensive around the sentient machines, and have given pause. While others seemed to be happy and overjoyed of not worrying to an extent of extermination.
It would be another seven days before the fleet departed.
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HERE WE GO!