Thundersdawn PT5: Chocky's Thunder
by Chaos_eternus
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Chapter 9: Engagement Part 2Maktenos's Mothership
A swarm of Naquada enhanced Sidewinder missiles flew across the gulf of space, quickly bridging the gap between the Prometheus class Cruisers and the Goa'uld mothership, before impacting with a brilliant flash of released energy on the motherships shields.
Maktenos cursed as his ship rocked. The Prometheus Class vessels were like flies against the majesty and power of his mothership, and yet like flies they could carry a rather nasty surprise, especially against a ship running on a skeleton crew.
"Jaffa, Kree!" he shouted from his throne to the Jaffa manning the stations all around him, "Move us closer to the station, have them add their weapons to ours."
"Yes, My Lord."
USS Iwo Jima
"Commodore! The mothership is retreating, moving closer to the station"
"Keep firing, we need to crack their shields" Harris replied firmly, "How are the Paladins?"
"The Al-Kesh are closing with them now, they will engage the Paladins before Indomitable and Indefatigable arrive by approximately…" he trailed off.
"Yes?!" Harris snapped, this was no time to be taking your time over things!
"One moment…" he paused, "the Al-Kesh just went to Hyper, they did not, repeat did not engage."
Harris raised an eyebrow, surprised. They could be leaving for reinforcements he supposed but 32 Al-Kesh? Not likely, they were up to something.
"Signal from Valour's Hour, Clean sweep Sir"
"Have them join Blastboat in covering the Paladins, signal Indomitable and Indefatigable to join up with us, the main flee.t"
"Yes Sir."
The two Dauntless class ships announced their arrival to the main fleet in style, their twin Gauss rifles spitting Naquada shells, their tubes launching a volley of torpedoes. Unlike the SGC vessels, these were enhanced sparrows with a much heavier warhead, and it showed. The Goa'uld shields flickered.
Encouraged, the Tau'ri fleet sent another volley. Sidewinders and Sparrows impacted on one segment of the motherships shields, one after another after another. No shield, especially not one optimised for energy weapons instead of projectile could withstand that forever, and with a crack that was felt throughout the mothership, the shields gave, allowing the last lone sidewinder through to impact on the shield generator.
USS Iwo Jima
"Breech!" Roberts shouted, joyous excitement in his voice "The shield segment is down, and the last sidewinder just hit the generator for that section, the shield won't be coming back up."
"Signal the Paladins to begin boarding action, signal the fleet to provide covering fire." Harris shouted as Iwo Jima rocked under renewed fire from the mothership "We haven't won yet people!"
Roberts turned back to his console and blanched, "Captain, recommend we break off immediately, Shields are about to fail."
"How long?"
"One more hit, captain!" Roberts replied, his voice strained.
"Helm, evasive manoeuvres, break off break off, Tactical, signal Persephone to assume flag, we are breaking off," the words poured out of Harris's mouth, hurried and breathless. But not fast enough.
Iwo Jima turned and ran, manoeuvring frantically to avoid being hit, but the mothership, perhaps sensing victory, poured wave after wave of fire at the retreating ship. Iwo Jima shook, the crew holding on for dear life as the shields gave, forcing a power surge throughout the ship. Consoles sparked and blew, power relays gave and damage controls parties swung futilely into action.
A bolt of energy flashed from the mothership, scoring a direct hit on the Iwo Jima's engine room. Time seemed to hold still for a moment to the dreadfilled eyes of the fleets tactical officers, all watching the sensors closely. Then Iwo Jima's icon blinked off their screens as Iwo Jima's Naquada reactor blew, destroying Iwo's rear section in a glowing explosive blast of energy, the force shattering the rest of the hull. Iwo Jima was no more.
Under the cover of Iwo Jima's demise, the Paladins and Blastboat slipped through the gap in the mothership's shield coverage, quietly thanking the fleet for distracting the mothership's gunners so thoroughly. The Paladins dropped onto the mothership's hanger deck, the boarding parties swarming silently out.
Blastboat headed off moving within the shields, firing with pinpoint accuracy on every shield generator and weapons battery as they passed.
"So much devastation caused and no one to fire back, ain't it bliss" Xander grinned ferally at Stepanak.
"Well, You don't hear me complaining"
The end was in sight.