Troy
Task force 1-153
Raptor 2203
+5 days
"I can't believe out of all the options we got unlucky enough to do recon on three anchorages" Lieutenant Jack Connors told his ECO a freshly promoted Ensign Samantha Wright. She simply replied "Yes sir." Jack sighed Damn it Blackjack he thought of all the ESOs we have why was he chosen to become one of over a thousand fleet instructors. "Coming up on first station now ID logs say it's the Helios Alpha a deep space Munitions and fuel depo according to the last info we had on its stores for ships it will have over two million 90mm, 100mm, 180mm, and 200mm railgun slugs and two thousand ship to ship missiles for Viper and Raptor consumables a full million 30mm slugs and one thousand missiles and enough fuel to fill an empty Mercury-class Battlestar battlegroup and her air wing." He whistled after reading it with just what was listed here they could tank up the entire fleet of over fifty warships and rearm them a half dozen times. If all three had the same amount they were set assuming they could secure it before the cylons tried to destroy or seize it.
Almost a dozen jumps and a tense silent hour later they were finishing their last jump. They blinked into existence and the massive station filled the cockpit windows. Connors listened as she called out "Dradis is clear except for the station sir." They both breathed a sigh of relief "when we dock all we need to do is download the logs to make sure that the ammo and fuel are still there then we move on" as they used their RCS thrusters releasing jets of air.
A smooth thump later they were attached to the docking collar within a moment the computer handshakes were completed "Oh no…" Samantha said from the back looking over his shoulder he asked "what's wrong? Do you have Dradis contact?" she didn't answer as she furiously tapped on the keyboard. Worried he unbuckles and floats back to look over her shoulder as he starts to read he stops as the screen refreshes he reads the manifest in shock
Cerberus Anchorage
Current stores
0 90mm
0 100mm
40,000 180mm
0 200mm slugs
0 ship-to-ship Titan missiles
Viper and Raptor consumables
50,000 30mm
0 Piranha missiles
0 Sparrow missiles
0 swallow decoy drones
0 comm drones
Tylium fuel
Tank 1- 0%
Tank 2 -0%
Tank 3 -14%
"What the FRAKK happened? the depo has almost been cleared out" as he looked again at the remaining stores he ordered Samantha to check the logs to see who all was here?" It took a about five minutes but the answer came up as a cluster of names numbers and a clusters of information Samantha typed a few more times and a screen popped up -as the Raptor computer matched names to classes and separated them
Carriers Cruisers Destroyers
Valiant Daring Gallant
Dependable Relentless Fearless
Dragon Superb Splendful
Frigate
Warsprite
Supreme
The list continued with the various details on the war material removed. Jack skipped it as he scrolled back up to the beginning as he read the names of the ships he was struck with the realization "hey those are the escorts for BSG-41 they were stationed at the armistice station the day of the attacks " as he reread the names he noticed that the actual Battlestars of forty-one Columbia, Triton and Solaria were missing as were several other escorts after jacks mention of forty one Samantha pulled up the roster of ships deployed three Battlestars five carriers seven cruisers six destroyers and ten frigates "What the Frakk happened to lose that much and us not hear about it earlier " Jack shook his head " I don't know make sure you have a copy of this and let's get the hells out of here." They disappeared a minute later for their next Anchorage depo with hopes that the next two was better than this one
The second Anchorage was a graveyard over three dozen civilian ships and a pair of Battlestars had died there. Their wrecked hulls giving off a light green from the nukes used on them leaving quickly the last Anchorage was only two jumps as they appeared their speakers came to life "Raptor identifying itself as 2203 do not attempt to maneuver, this is the Caprica Police Cutter Justice"
A hour later they had the story a dozen police cutters from Picon, Leonis and Gemenon police departments the criminals heavily modified Defender frigate they salvaged from over a dozen first war battlegrounds and scrapyards running weapons and drugs onto those planets as well as others. The days after the attack the cutters and frigate supported by two dozen police vipers and half that in raptors were protecting a half dozen civilian ships after regrouping at the anchorage after emptying their base on an abandoned asteroid mine picking up civilian ships as they left.
Over the last three days its been quiet. They had only one encounter of three cylon raiders jumping in unluckily for the toasters they appeared less than seven hundred feet off the patrol route of the cutters Justice, Order and Peace. The three had been destroyed almost immediately the officers had recovered the fighter's wrecks discovering their biomechanical nature. After giving each police ship one of the salvaged Cylon nukes they had some teeth
They left heading for the Anchorage as soon as they finished stripping the base of every round of ammunition, weapon, and scrap of food where they hadn't seen another ship until our arrival. Before they left the raptor docked and downloaded the station's manifest it too was stripped with less than ten percent of what it was supposed to have. Sighing in defeat Lieutenant Connors distributed the jump cords to their newfound survivors and they jumped back. As the dradis updated Connors noted the unchanged defense force surrounding Troy "guess we're back first" Samantha noted with a smile Jack agreed "I guess we win first place" they both laughed as the new arrivals headed towards Troy