--Date Unknown. Day XX of Operation Eclipse. Unknown Deep Space Relay-
Hyphens of red and blue energy larger than a starfighter streaked across the space in between the small fleet of Galactic Alliance starships and the waiting Batarian ships. Shields crumpled and failed as waves of ion bolts impacted the Batarian ships, battering down their defenses and short circuiting their systems. The frigates easily fell under the combined onslaught of the bolts and the cruisers only lasted one or two bursts longer before they found their shields stripped away from them.
The canopy of the X-wing darkened as one of the huge bolts sailed by on its way to evaporate another portion of a batarian cruiser. This bolt was aimed for the back right wing and easily sheared it off from the cruiser's main body. This time the Galactic Alliance wasn't out numbered or had to deal with protecting any assets. And they weren't holding anything in reserve either.
Bolt after crimson bolt flew from the destroyers and cruisers and ate away at the ships of the opposing fleet. Instead of using their superior speed and maneuverability though the Galactic Alliance ships were staying motionary so that its flights of X-wings and B-wing bombers could use the barrages as cover from opposing fighters.
The Batarian fleet let out another wave of fighters from somewhere in what was left of their center formation and threw them against the incoming barrage hoping that the fighters VI would be able to let the ships make it through the barrage and attack the closely packed Alliance fighters. Guided by the Jedi battle meditation the pilots were able to fly nearly wingtip to wingtip just under the outgoing waves of blaster bolts that were protecting them from incoming fire. Still some of the pilots found it unnerving to be flying close enough to the blasts that their canopy kept darkening every second or two.
One X-wing, a newer model with blue stripes down its nose and over its wings, led the charge into the oncoming swarm of fighters. The blue X-wing and their squadron played a game of chicken with the incoming fighters, letting their shields absorb the incoming fire from the fighters small guns and targeting the Batarian starfighters with their missiles.
"Fox 3, Fox 3, Fire." Azure 1 said as twenty four proton torpedos sprang from their tubes in the X-wings snout and shot towards the incoming squadron of fighters and turning them into spinning hunks of shrapnel that were more dangerous to the x-wings than the guns had been. "Azure group break off into wing pairs and go hunting. Let's see how they like these blasters." Laranth pulled up hard on the stick and flipped her X-wing around to give chase to some of the surviving Batarian fighters. She could feel Sheppard's touch in the back of her mind lessen as she split off from the attack. Now that they were just hunting down targets of opportunity they didn't require the direct guidance of the meditation anymore. Still the little bit they were receiving was enough to give them an enhanced sense of victory and spatial awareness of everyone on the battlefield.
Laranth pulled her fighter though a number of tight maneuvers swinging from one fighter to the next and quickly taking it out. The heat buildup from the blasters caused the fighters subsystems to drop its shield and allow her to quickly chew through to the cockpit or fuel tanks. Occasionally she would get one of the missile pods and be rewarded with a nice explosion.
"Unrealistic. Batarians never use this many fighters. No council race does." Her Salarian co-pilot said as he swung around to pick a fighter off of her tail with a burst from all four lasers at the same time. He had been enjoying the variable fire rate of the X-wings canons and had yet to show the same way twice in a row.
"Lighten up Azure-2. This way is more fun" Laranth said flipping herself up onto her right wing and banking starboard. Looking up from the canopy she gave herself a moment to take in the view. Two Batarian dreadnoughts with twelve cruisers and thirteen frigates verses one Republic class Star Destroyer, its two MC40a cruiser escorts, and a double handful of Majestic cruisers, Mark I Assault frigates, and some Raider-class corvettes.
The Raider class corvettes were meant to be anti-starfighter patrol craft but were currently racing back and forth between the Batarian ships and riddling their shields and exposed sections with their fire causing the Batarians to have to group up closer with each other. Which was fine by the captains of the Majestics and Assault Frigates who were each individually choosing a target and taking them on one at a time and winning despite the difference in numbers and what should have been a difference in weight class going by the designations the Alliance craft had been given.
Closer to her she could see another Batarian ship go up as three B-wings corkscrewed away from it, their pilots apparently having fun rotating the t shaped wings around the central canopy. "Azure 1 this is Juno actual. Patrol 7 has been hit in its starboard engines and is trying to break away from the engagement. I need your squadron to provide covering fire from the Batarian fighters" Laranth clicked her comlink twice in reply and started to turn towards the Raider class corvette that had been designated as Patrol 7 at the start of the engagement.
"R2-7D what's the status of the other fighters?" Laranth asked the droid. As long as she thought of it as just a really personable VI she was able to stand having it sitting right behind her and controlling part of the ship. The R2 unit quickly queried the other R units in the squadron as they formed up behind Laranth and chirped happily as data scrolled down her display telling her that the worst damage was to Azure-3 and Azure-6, both of whom only had slight damage to their rear engines and their noses. Possibly from flying too close to an explosion. Or more likely though one.
Getting close to Raider-7 the com board suddenly lit up as Juno started broadcasting new instructions fleet wide. "Raider 2, Raider 5 break off your run now. We are detecting massive objects coming into range from the relay. Rapier and Flaichon groups converge with the Aurora and Nino to provide covering fire as they retrieve their fighters for refueling."
As soon as the instructions were over the space behind the fleet seemed to twist slightly and four more destroyers popped into existence. Her tacbord was a constant series of beeps as her R2 unit cataloged new ships and their threat level. After a moment the board was holding steady and Laranth let out a swear. "Ohh come on now that's not even fair." She moaned as her squadron formed up behind Raider-7's engines "That's twice as many as in the last two waves combined."
"Maybe now it will be an actual fight" Said a Turian who's name she hadn't been able to remember during the squadron assignments. "That destroyer of theirs could have taken on both the Batarian dreadnaughts by itself. Those cruisers were just icing on the chuuka cake."
This time the MC-40a's did engage the enemy dreadnaughts. Each one quickly targeted and took apart a Batarian dreadnought as it reverted to realspace. It was slightly cheating since they hadn't had time to bring their shields up in the microseconds after jumping in but the captains of the cruisers didn't see it that way. The Nebula class star destroyer took longer as it had to split fire between two dreadnaughts but it was still able to slag the main guns of the Batarian ships before they could bring their shields up. Leaving the final destruction of the dreadnaughts to the MC-40's it started picking off smaller Batarian cruisers as they jumped in.
Laranth could feel the skin on her head crests start to dry and itch and wished she could take the helmet off and give it a good scratch. At this point she had been in the fighter for nearly half an hour and needed a good bath and something to eat. Luckily for her the world outside of her canopy suddenly turned pitch black. Usually that would be the result of something very bad and most likely life ending for the pilot but in this case it was just followed up by a chorus of relieved sighs and cheers from her comms and her canopy popping open with a soft hiss.
"Group two now exiting simulator D. Group two please shower and meet in conference room eight twenty-four for debrief. Group seventeen you may now enter simulator A and wait for instructions" Laranth accepted the proffered hand of the human technician and extracted herself from the canopy a lot less gracefully than an Asari would usually do anything. Though most Asari hadn't spent the last half-hour in flight sim being thrown up against harder and harder odds.
"These simulators are most interesting. Can replicate nearly every aspect of a real space battle. Even network with other sims for training at the wing and fleet level" Azure-2 said pulling himself tiredly out of the canopy. Salarians were not known for their endurance and the pale skin and sunken eyes told her that Azure-2 would probably be taking a long soak in one of the pools back on his ship.
"Apparently even the ground pounders can get in on it." Azure-9 said as he walked over with the other two Turians from their squadron. "They have rooms that use holograms and moveable sections to test different squads. Something called the citadel challenge is even giving some of the turian commanders problems." Azure-9 sounded more proud of that than annoyed and Laranth wondered for a second if it was more of Sheppard still boosting their sense of comradery and excitement until she realized that she couldn't feel the jedi knight inside her head any longer.
"Having a droid copilot is slightly better than having a VI. Is a better conversationalist" Azure-6 cut in as the small squadron departed for the showers. They had been in drydock above Shanxi for four days while the Alliance techs worked on installing hyperdrives onto the small Citadel fleet. Hyperdrives were a dime a dozen in Alliance space so they felt safer installing them into the Citadel ships instead of opening up the relay system back to Sol. Laranth also knew that the hyperdrives were meant to get the Citadel Alliance navies interested in and familiar with hyperdrive technology. Just like these sims that the fleet had been taking part in were meant to do.
Even the after action reports were good ways for the Galactic Alliance leaders to see which races would most easily take to certain roles or ships in the fleet and how they could best fight together. She knew that Skirata had been running the Matriarch's commandos along with some STG members and Turian Cabal members though anti-pirate and kill house simulations. Hannah and some of the younger knights had even been sparing with them in hand to hand combat.
The four days on the Starbase felt more like a mix between a wargaming conference and a vacation. The starbase was large enough to accommodate at least one shift from every ship in the small fleet at one time and the civilian starport had even been opened up for those who wanted to walk around on solid ground. The crews of all the Galactic Alliance ships had been gently ordered to mingle with those of the other navies so it had become not uncommon to see a mixed group of Humans, Turians, Asari, and Salarians doing something together be it drinking or talking shop or taking part in some of the activities the station had to offer. A few of the diplomats had even been allowed to go down to the planet's capital and have dinner with its governor. Though from what Skirata had said that last part could be considered a war crime in some places.
-June 2157. Day 21 of Operation Eclipse. Lagrange 2 Sol System. STG stealth frigate-
Upan Mepik looked out the window in disbelief at what he was seeing. If the humans were to be believed then just a scant hundred hundred years ago the rock below him had been a baren dusty ball. The planets only natural satellite was said to have been uninhabitable when the humans first stepped on it. But now his sensors were reading millions of lifesigns on the planet as well as robust bio-diversity.
The other planets had been the same. Giant floating refineries filled entirely with machines in the larger gas giants. Domed factory cities under clouds of gas on the second planet from the sun. Giant satellites collecting solar energy around the systems only star. Even more amazing was the fourth world and the third planets single moon. Both were said to have been dead worlds in the past but now looked blue and green from space.
The diplomats had been given brief background packets on Earth and the Galactic Alliance. Earth was somewhere between a hellworld and a garden world. Not as nice as Surkeesh but nicer than Palavan. The dossier had said that the Sol system had originally had only one inhabitable stellar body. Seeing the moons and planets terraformed into living breathing worlds he could just about buy the idea that a race who had only been in space for a little over two centuries had spread so far and so quickly. Thankfully so far they had not shown the aggressiveness of the Krogans.
Outside the ship one of the three lozenge shaped stations floated as the fleet prepared to travel on sublight engines for the rest of the trip. The stations had been in the packet as well. Golan III's. Each one as powerful as a destroyer. Shanxi had only had one Golan II when the Batarians attacked. Each of the planets they had passed in the system had been crowned with at least three Golan III's and their dossier said that Earth had seven.
That many weapons in their own system spoke of systematic paranoia. Yet their recent history didn't seem to indicate any sort of civil unrest. No colonial uprisings like the Turians faced. So Upan wondered what they were so afraid of. He had heard the broadcast the humans had made on the citadel. Everyone on the station had been given no choice but to listen. Upan himself was skeptical of the idea. But he was starting to think that humans at least believed it.
"Sargent I think we have finally broken through into one of the larger data nodes." A reedy voiced officer said from his station. Their frigate was officially there as just another support vessel for the Matriarchs personal ship. However they had been tasked with gaining as much information as they could about the Galactic Alliance before they were unleashed into civilized society.
"Good, start trawling the" He stopped for a second to try and remember what the Humans called their extranet "web for our list of key words and look for any companies that seem like they may do business with the government or military. Those will be our best backdoors to the actual systems"
A few moments later lights all over the ship blinked off leaving the crew bathed in the green glow of their monitors before those too shut off. One by one the monitors started to turn back on, each one showing a picture of a small cat on the screen waving at them. Behind the terminals the holographic display snapped to life and a giant blinking eyeball stared at them for a moment before turning to look at the rest of the ship. The eyeball blinked a few more times before it and the cats disappeared.
"What was that?" Upan asked the senior tech before the screens blinked off again. This time the lights stayed on. However the gravity did not. and the sudden acceleration of the ship down and away from the fleet caused everyone to fly towards the back. A series of loud bangs and grunts filled the small cabin and the ship stopped and moved back into position. By the time the crew untangled themselves the gravity had returned. However this time the computer blared at them that the O2 scrubbers had been shut off and that they had dropped shields.
Bangs could be heard inside the ship as it was impacted by small debris that had drifted away from the starports near the moon. A crack even formed on a window from a small bolt that had hit it from the side. Before the crew could get back to their seats and reassert control of the ship the computer informed them that both shields and the O2 systems were back online.
Breathing a sigh of relief the crew spun around in tired wonder as the hologram sprang back up to life. This time instead of a giant eyeball it was what appeared to be a human woman in a black uniform.
"Please do not try a stunt like that again while you are in our system." She said in the tone of a teacher tired of having to correct small children. "I am still not sure who in your society thought it was a good idea to make sure every piece of your tech was accessible from the same wireless network but they were idiots. If a hacker had gotten into your system and damaged your ship we could have had a diplomatic incident on our hands. If you wish to know something about us you will just have to do like everyone else and look it up on a wiki"
As the woman's hologram blinked out of existence the reedy voiced tech changed the search parameters on the computer to find out what a wiki was.
-June 2157. Day 21 of Operation Eclipse. Ossus Academy. Atlantic Ocean-
Hannah was happy to be back on solid ground. Space was ok but the six days in dock while the hyperdrives and their generators were installed had been very busy between the wargames and her diplomatic duties, on top of that the fleet had taken a very long and circuitous path to earth. Earth's location and how to get to it was no secret. They had just needed to travel along paths that weren't blocked by mass shadows or clogged with traffic. And now four days after setting off from Shanxi she was standing on the artificial island in the Atlantic created to house the main Jedi Academy.
Stepping out of her transport Hannah shielded her eyes from the sun and scanned over the other E-9 Transports and X-83 Twintail starfighters sitting in the temple's main landing field around a large open space that had been made for the Matriarch's shuttle.
"Matriarch I'm glad you could join us. I'm sorry that my Grandfather got called away by the president." Hannah greeted the Matriarch as she came down from the ramp flanked by the two commandos who had accompanied her on the Avalon. An assortment of diplomats and officers spilled out after her, their eyes instantly going to the huge stepped ziggurat that spread out for hundreds of acres around them only to be topped by a large transparisteel cube which seemed to have a smaller upside down ziggurat balancing on top of it.
"It is fine, I'm sure we will be talking again soon enough." The matriarch said taking a moment to soak in the sight of the temple. Its sides and plateaus seemed to be covered in creeping vines and large leafy trees giving it more the appearance of a small hill than a building of stone and steel. " Honestly I'm glad they decided to allow us to start our tour here instead of jumping straight into the parades and handshakes."
"Where is here anyways?" Asked a young Turian diplomat who she suspected had been voted as that group's official question asker. Hannah smiled at him and started what was going to be the first of many renditions of the Jedi's history as the different groups of diplomats were shuttled down to the island.
"This is the Ossus Academy. The ground you are standing on was artificially created so that the Jedi Order would have its own parcel of land for training and meditation away from the congestion of the cities or local bureaucracies. The only people who live here are the Academy staff, the students, the temple workers, and some of the families of students who decided to move closer to their child's school. This island gives us a pretty large area to be able to train in without getting into anyone's hair..erm scalp" Hannah was still surprised that Humans seemed to be the only species with hair but the group seemed to understand what she was saying.
"So is this your only temple?" The turian asked as they started to move towards the towering structure.
"No, Other temples have been created on the planet and we even have some outposts on the more distant colonies. Either closer to major population hubs so younger students wouldn't have to travel so far from their families or more specialized temples focused on one aspect of the force or the sciences." Hannah said and slightly picked up the pace as she saw a figure coming out the door. She could already sense his presence in the force glowing like a dim light compared to the novas of the other Knights. "A small temple was even built across from the Galactic Alliance headquarters in Quebec for when the Masters Council needed to hold meetings with the government or military. But Ossus is special. It's named after a planet that housed two Jedi temples in the old galaxy. One from the birth of the original order and one from a reborn order that came long after."
Reaching the edge of the landing pad Hannah leapt forward and wrapped her arms around her husband. Scott quickly returned the embrace and held her tight for a long kiss. "You're back early." Scott said wrapping an arm around his wife's waist. "That or I spent a lot more time in the lab than I thought."
"What can I say. We just got homesick and decided to turn around and come back." Hannah said giving him another kiss and turning back to the crowd. "Ambassadors this is my husband Scott Sheppard, chief engineer of the MAW research installation." Scott quickly started shaking hands and making introductions with the crowd as they started their move towards the temple.
"Let me guess, chief engineer and head of the grant committee?" Benezia asked as they walked through the large durasteel doors that had been molded to look like large stone slabs.
"Yeah something like that" Hannah said as Scott worked his way through the small crowd leaving behind a wake of laughter and well shaken hands as he moved back toward the front. "Though I'm sure he will end up disappearing into some hole tonight during the reception to talk shop all night."
Scott made his way back to the front and wrapped his arms around Hannah's waist again as they moved into one of the central passageways of the temple complex. "You do know me so well."
"Speaking of the reception tonight what is our itinerary going to be?" Asked the groups elected asker-of-questions.
"Well after the dinner tonight the powers that be were thinking of a parade at the capitol tomorrow followed by some tours around different cultural heritage landmarks, some museums, and some of our factories and shipyards." Scott turned around to talk to them as they walked. "Don't worry though the information will be sent to datapads in your rooms and you will be allowed to pick and choose which events you would like to go to. However I do think they want everyone at a few of them. You know for kissing babies, shaking hands, and meeting holodrama stars"
"Most reasonable." Said a salarian diplomat in the back that Scott was convinced was really one of the STG officers director Kalendia had told him about. "We should try to set up parades on our homeworlds as well."
-June 2157. Day 27 of Operation Eclipse. Challa Teahouse. Persidum-
Videos of the Matriarch's trip Sol had spread like wildfire in citadel space, especially among the people of the Citadel who had been the first to 'meet' these new aliens and wished to see what their homeworld looked like. In some ways it was a disappointment. The humans had flying cars and hover trains and wide patches of protected land surrounding beautiful gleaming cities and huge starports just like the Citadel races had. Sure they used different technology but there wasn't anything really alien about them. On the other hand it was reassuring to the people of the galaxy that despite the huge ships they showed up in and their dire warnings of a shadowy threat that these people were not dangerous warmongers or cultureless barbarians.
And the culture was already something that was starting to be traded. Two days after the Matriarch's return the first Holonet buoy was placed near the Citadel allowing the Citadel access to the Galactic Alliance holonet, both for communication between governments and between civilians. Human movies and games had become a quick hit with the inhabitants of the citadel and it was rumored that the human holodrama companies were already reaching out to Citadel talent agencies to hire Asari actresses for upcoming works.
While the question of the Alliance's role in the Citadel hadn't formally been answered yet and while there were still questions open about the true nature of droid intelligence the Citadel had allowed the Galactic Alliance to start trading with other corporations and transferring to the galactic credit.
While Benezia was the businesswoman of the two it was Aethyta who was responsible for cutting through the red tape and getting a number of meetings set up with Citadel Corporations and a rep from the Galactic Alliance. Many of whom were snapping at the bit to be the first to strike a deal with these new players.
"The volus were very happy to act as the GA's main stock brokers" A thin grey haired englishman said. "Just the money coming in from mining rights alone made them perk up. Apparently our reliance on using droids for our mining and production facilities means we can outstrip many of their main providers when it comes to resources like iridium, helium 3, or palladium"
"I got the same reaction from the Omega Coalition of Cargo Transporters. They would really love to get their hands on our hyperdrives to make inter system travel faster. Plus with the numbers we will be putting out they will probably need to buy some transport barges to keep up the pace" His chinese college said as he lazily stirred his tea.
"The Truians and Salarians have already made requests for us to send techs and show them how to install hyperdrives into their ships." The Englishman said. "And the Asari are voting on it tomorrow"
"That would be a major waste of time." His companion finally stopped stirring his tea and took a long satisfied drink of the purple asari beverage.
"Yeah which is why we are going to be selling them some of the old orbital assembly facilities and send our own techs to show them how to start building the ships." The Englishman also tested his tea and sat it back down to look for more sugar.
"We don't waste time trying to bring their ships up to spec and they are going to need all of those nice resources we will be selling. Sounds like a win-win to me. I'm assuming we are also going to be selling the shipyards to civilian corporations?" The Chinese businessman asked. "Or are we just going to sell them the ships?"
"Just the ships. It's not as vital that the civilians have ships on our level. We will work on getting more civilian ships onto market to boost trade and for use if they ever need to evacuate but the military feels we shouldn't waste the shipyards making sure everyone can get the new Horizon Star Yacht that they are coming out with" The Englishman finally found the sugar packet and dumped it into his tea ignoring the look he got from his companion.
"I had been wondering since I had heard about them taking two of the Haven-class mobile space docks out of storage." The Chinese businessman picked up one of the small seed filled biscuits and tried it with his tea. "Ya know, it's a good thing the Asari already agreed to a shipping deal for their tea."
"Ohh go space yourself." The Englishman replied in good humor. "Though I wonder how Maria is doing on that angle? From what she made it sound like there are already a lot of the entertainment and fashion companies on both sides practically bashing down the door."
The Chinese businessman took a second to check his datapad to see if there had been any updates from Maria "She's saying that Antonio is handling that. She's more focused on the electronics corporations. Remember everything these people make are on very easily hackable wifi and based on Ezzo tech. It would be easy for the enemy to use that against us in a war."
"Good good. Now to just deal with some of the exploration corporations." The Englishman dipped one of the seed biscuits into his tea and sloshed it around. "I know the plan is to eventually allow some of the species to open colonization inside our borders but for the time being we are trying to sell ourselves as a safe quick alternative to their current method of checking relays. Instead of them having to wait decades or centuries to see what's on the other side of a relay we can just zip right over and be back in a day or two."
"I'm assuming the 9th fleet will handle those operations?"
"The Seventh actually. The 9th has been requested to help deal with the pirate attacks along Batarian space." The Englishman finally took a bite of the biscuit and finding it to his liking pilled a few more onto his plate.
"So the pirate hunters will be looking for new planets while the explorers deal with pirates. I wonder how that happened?" The Chinese businessman also grabbed a few more of the biscuits before his English partner could steal them all.
"Some request from the diplomatic corps I suppose. The 9th were the ones to make first contact. Anyways the navigators guild has offered their services to the Citadel to begin scanning inside the local clusters for more planets they may have written off due to the lack of a relay. With more and more hyperspace equipped civilian ships entering the market it won't be long until they can start expanding to planets they have given up on."
"And we look like the heroes all around while making enough credits to keep up our production schedule." The chinese man held up his teacup "Cheers"
Galactic Alliance Fleet Composition:
Heavy Dreadnought (1 design): Viscount-Class Star Defender
Destroyers (3 designs): Nebula-Class Star Destroyer, Defender-Class Star Destroyer, and MC90 Class Star Cruiser
Cruisers (3 designs): Majestic-Class Heavy Cruiser, MC40a Light Cruiser, and MC80B Star Cruiser
Frigates (3 designs): Corona-Class Frigate, Assault Frigate MK1, and Ardent-Class Fast Frigates
Corvettes (3 designs): Agave- Class Picket ship, Raider-Class Corvettes, and Free Virgillia-Class Bunker Busters
Carriers(2 designs): Endurance-Class Fleet Carrier and Defender-Class Assault Carrier
Scouts (2 designs): Prowler-Class Recon Vessel and Ferret-Class Recon Vessel
Transports (5 designs): U-55 Orbital Load Lifter, E- 9 Explorer, UT-60D Uwing support craft, Bantha-Class Assault Shuttle, and Simiyiar-Class Light Freighter
Starfighters (6 designs) : XJ-7 X-wing, X-83 TwinTail starfighter (used by Jedi Order), E-Wing escort Starfighter, RZ-1 A-Wing interceptor, A/SF B-Wing Bomber, BTL-S8 K-wing Assault Bomber
Galactic Alliance Army Composition:
Tanks (4 Designs): TX-130 Saber-Class Fighter Tank, S-1 FireHawke Heavy Repulsortank, Anti-Aircraft Combat Tank-2, and AT-TE's
Speeders (5 designs): 74-Z Speeder Bike, BARC Speeder bike, A-A5 Speeder Truck, Arrow-23 Landspeeder, Freerunner repulsor craft
Troop Transport (4 Designs): HAVwAS Juggernaut, HTT-26 Heavy Troop Transport, Low Altitude Assault Transport (Modular for infantry and armor support), and TC9 Hover Transport
Galactic Alliance Army Weaponry:
Blaster Rifles (4 models): A-300 Blaster rifle, DH-17 Blaster Rifle, A295 Blaster Rifle, and A-180 Blaster (modular attachments)
Blaster Carbines (3 models): A-52 Rancor-X Carbine, CDEF Carbine, ST-W48 Blaster Carbine
Sniper Rifles (3 models): NT-242 Sniper Rifle, A295 Sniper rifle, and Tac-HUD Heavy Sniper Rifle
Blaster Pistols (3 models): WESTAR-35 Blaster Pistol, DT-25 Shielded Blaster, L-23 Blaster Pistol
Shotguns (2 models): SX-21 Scatterblaster, A-11 Field Specialist Shotgun