Chapter 7
Admiral Apollo walked into the briefing room to talk with his admirals about what to do next. The door slid open and he stand to face them. "At ease." He said and sits down. He then turned around and began the discussion.
"Sir, I think we should not sit here and not doing anything while all our planets are defended by their defense force, we should began to go on offensive and hit the Cylon back to where they're from!" said one of the admirals of the Kobol 4th fleet.
"I agree, however we have to make sure no attack is able to reach here before we began any operation."
"However, we have already send major elements of the 2nd and 3rd fleet to defense of key industrial and military area and planets, they would be able to defend any possible Cylon attack." said Admiral Field of the 13th fleet.
"But can you be sure of getting the most of the ships to stay in the base, remember what happened in earth's history? Pearl Harbor incidence?" another Admiral adds in.
"We have to take the risk, if earth as the capital was captured by Cylons, it would be a crushing blow for us, other planets would soon to follow..." Apollo managed to say before he was interrupted by his assistance. "What is it?'
"Sir, at 1500 hours, exactly 30mins ago...Taura was taken..."
"What?" exclaimed all the Admirals assembled.
Escaping from Taura was the heavily battered battleship Minotaur, also the flagship of Admiral Crios, commander of the Taura fleet. Along with her were the survivors of the last bloody battle with the Cylons, an assembled fleet of 50 ships of the once proud navy and 100 civilian ships, which most survived Taura with most of its population. They were once again running from the Cylons, to survive. "Sir, proceeding to Leosia at maximum velocity, due to arrive there in 30 sectons time."
"Good...notify the state government there that we are seeking refugee there."
"Understood" and the sergeant turned to leave. Everyone onboard the fleet was tired and weak. Though most people from new Leosia manage to escape, they would wonder if the would reached there in time with Cylons hot on their tail. It was just like what happened 30 yahrens ago, when they were running for their lives. The battered fleet was in worse state than the civilian ships. They were crippled, damaged and weak. In the last battle, the Cylons strike at an alarming speed; perhaps it was fate that reports on how to attack the Cylons fighters and their lack of fighter planes and carriers that allow in their defeat. For that, they paid dearly, their new home when they thought they found peace. This would be first of humanity many defeats in the war, a war which they might loss...
"Sir, permission to proceed and aid the Taura fleet with support from the Leosia defense fleet." asked Greenbean.
"Understood, you will be escorted by two destroyers and one cruiser." Replied Admiral Achilles.
"Thank you Sir."
With four more escorts, the Taura reached Leosia safely. However, situation was getting worse. From Taura, the Cylons had a good position to attack the Kobol federation. The next target would no doubt be Picon, the Kobol federation military headquarters. "All right, Captain, under orders from the Kobol federation fleet command, you are to aid in the defense of Piscon and to command a fleet of ships from all nearby planetary defense fleet, also you are herby promoted to commodore, congratulations.
"Thank you Sir, permission to deploy the fleet."
"Carry on."
A fleet forty hastily assembled fleet ranging from eight hundred meters long battlecruiser to hundred meters long corvette began on their way to the colony world of Piscon. Engaging at light speed the fleet soon arrived there only to find themselves in the middle of a battle. There were ships of Piscon defending their home planet, also Battlestars from the Kobol federation 2nd fleet under the command of Admiral Starbuck. Acting as fast as they could, Greenbean deployed his fleet to aid Starbuck. However things was not going well for Starbuck. "Frak! Damage report!" said Starbuck as another blast of laser hit them.
"Critical damage to the landing bay, one more hit and it's gone!" replied his bridge officer.
"Frak, give order to evacuate the landing bay on my order." Said Starbuck, frustrated. The Olympus class battlestar, Kobol was being pounded continuously by Cylon missile and Pulsar gun. Despite being one of the largest and most powerful ships in the Kobol federation navy, it was still being out mass by Cylon Basestar. Her many turrets, missile bay and its main gun, the mega pulsar cannon were still firing continually at all targets she could find. Her fighters, on the other hand were flying coordinated so as to help each other to attack the huge amount of Cylon hunters and other kinds of fighters. Lucky for them the reinforcement had lightened the load of the fleet elements there. Soon, Gold wing squadron was engaging the Cylon armada as well as large fresh wave of fighters and pilots. "Greenbean, aren't I sure glad to see you!" said Starbuck as he grinned widely.
"Sure it is Starbuck! All right, let's kick some Cylon Butt!" and he ordered his fleet of destroyer to target and launch missile at the command basestar. Sadly, the Basestar survive and its own fleet cruisers and destroyers attacked them. If not for the fact that Starbuck, who can command a battlestar like a viper, turned a 360 degree and fire its pulsar cannon at the basestar as it lowered its shield to fire the pulsar. The attack has shook the Cylon basestar and the human, seizing the chance while the Cylon was in disorder, fire at them and destroyed huge portions of the fleet. They were about to celebrate when they found out that a second wave had appeared. The second wave was even larger the first. It looks like the Cylon are really bent on destroying the main military base of the Kobol federation. Though tired, the 2nd fleet again engaged the Cylons. This time however, they Cylons had managed to break through Starbuck fleet and strike on Piscon. Two transports ships carrying 4 divisions of Cylon centurions got onto the Ground and began on their assault.
, They blasted a sentry post apart killing all the men in it. However, it has alerted others and Supreme General Zethus, commanding officer of Piscon armed forces, was facing the invasion force of the Cylons. One legion of them was striking at the capital of Piscon and the only forces left were two divisions to protect her. Very soon the enemy legions arrived with dozens of Cylons tanks. These tanks were huge and powerful with firepower comparable if not, more powerful than a Cylon Harbinger bomber and Hunter fighter. Firing their large laser cannon, they came out running to their post. The Cylons was taking no chance, firing their laser before the troopers could reach them. Several fell before they could reach it and one was killed just as he reached his post. The troopers fired continuously, destroying half a dozen tanks and one company size of Centurions into scrapped metal. Though a good size of the Cylon forces was destroyed, more troops keep on coming. To make the matter even worse, the tank division was weakened with only a dozen tanks left. They were however; ready to make one last stand. General Zethus, knowing that the troops and him will not be saved shouted, "Fight to the last man!!!" with cheering from the entire force remaining. With those words in mind, the fighting was even more intense. From every corner, the Cylons were attacked and despite the Cylon great aiming and strength, even a single mere recruit took half a dozen Cylons to kill him. Every Street cost the Cylons 2 squad and every single step they take, a Cylon is destroyed. Remaining Piscon "War Daggit" Firespray class interceptor fighter were flying beyond what they could. Already the Hunters that got past the fleet was already wiped out and hardly any left. Unluckily for the Piscons, a single Harbinger bomber makes its kill as drop a Solonite bomb on the City, wiping it out from existence. If not for that, Piscon would never have fallen. Now, survivors were brutality murdered by the Cylons, firing their laser rifle on helpless woman, stabbing babies who were crying for their parents and aged people falling prey to the merciless Cylon's tanks.
With the Capital gone, the morale of the troops from all parts of Piscon was down giving Cylons the chance to strike. The Cylon strike so fast that in more than a few days time, two third of Piscon was captured causing the rest of the survivors t o flee with the 2nd fleet and major surviving vessel of Piscon fleet. It was the worst defeat the Kobol federation had.
Admiral Starbuck, after suffering heavy loss of one Hercules class battlestar, one devastator class and dozens of destroyers and cruisers decided to return to the Mars naval base. The damage to the fleet would be far worse. Now with so much ships coming as it's one the two naval bases left, the other which is at Terra space, Paradeen. The base was buzzing with activity and reparations going underway. The long hard battle had crippled the Kobol and the Eden and had to be repaired. All left of the fleet that was active was Admiral Field and Admiral Sheba 13th and 3rd fleet. The 3rd fleet, consisting of 4 battlestars was stationed at Caprican while the 13th fleet was at Gemon. Whether they would be able to protect these planets was doubt by many chief of staff in the Kobol federation command force.
"What is the Delphian empire response?" asked Adama. The Delphian empire was the remnant of the original empire after it was destroyed. Several ships had managed to escape and met up with the colonial fleet halfway and reside in an area near New Caprican.
"Their response was to send a small fleet of twenty over vessels to aid earth if she was attacked."
"I was hopping they would send more help," said minister of defense Tigh.
"We can't blame them...they were afraid that they would need their fleet if they are attacked, what about other races?"
"They believe that they should remain neutral unless the Cylons attacked them."
"They think they Cylons would spare them? The Cylons attacked any living beings that they feel a threat to their goal!"
"Never less, I think that they would come to their senses soon..."
A map was shown on a screen giving the areas the Cylons had attacked and conquered. So far, 1/3 of the Kobol federation was conquered and any counter attack was nearly impossible. With their allies unwilling to help directly, the federation would soon be conquered and be destroyed by Cylons as well as others in the region of space. Fleet Admiral Apollo was looking at the list of ships crippled and destroyed. Now, a total of six battlestars had been destroyed or crippled. It was terrible, the fleet had only a total of 36 battlestars in their deposal and any destruction to them would be a terrible blow to the fleet. Other vessels that was as important as battlestars was the Warstars and Gunstars. Without these, the fleet might not survive. Even adding up ships from the planetary defense fleets all over, there were only eight thousand or less ship compared to the armada of twenty thousand vessels ranging from gunboats to basestars.
"Any reports of any new attack or raids on any planets?" Apollo asked
"No sir, no attack for now, the Cylons seemed to planned to regroup and attack again in one week time."
"Just hope it give us time to repair the damage done."
It was surprising for Admiral Field that the attack has stopped except for raiding groups of Cylons hunters attacking Civilian and merchant ships. Most of the time, they would suddenly sprang on a group or one ship and kill all people on board. Except for the raiding, all attacks on any colony have stopped. The 13th fleet was doing nothing than to protect these civilians' vessels. For these one-week, the fleet deployed fighters all escort these ships. He however did not like these; any attack stopping would mean Cylons were going to attack a major target. "What did the intelligent units say about the Cylons position?" He asked.
"Sir, They said that there were no activity going in area of space near us and no major fleet assembling."
"Damn, what could the Cylons be up to this time!" and at this time an incoming message was received from the intelligent. James walked to it and activates it on screen.
"Sir, we have received a new report, we found a Cylon fleet massed at other planets in the region. They are going to attack them, not us!"
"Oh god..."
The strike on the Kobol federation allies was an alarming one. They have never expected an attack and were hopping to make peace with the Cylons. They were wrong. Though their fleet was about the same size to the humans, the lack the experience of battling the Cylons and how to attack them. These allow they Cylons to attack and wiped out civilization before any help could be sent. So far there were a total of five full civilizations completely destroyed by the Cylons. The situation was getting worse every day; more and more people were dying because of the Cylons.
"What do you propose James?" asked Apollo on his flagship, Olympus.
"I would send my fleet to aid our allies and gain support from them in our fight against the Cylons."
"You sure? The absence of one fleet would be much need when the Cylons attack."
"Then we would need to go on offensive, and strike back at the Cylons."
"All right, you have permission, try to cut down your lose, if you were unable to save our allies, send your fleet back here."
"Yes Sir"
Leading the fleet, a task force of seventy vessels was sent to aid humanity allies hoping to gain more help. With Admiral Field in command, the fleet set off, once aging to fight the Cylons.
Chapter 8
The fleet arrived at the planet of K'dar. The planet has managed to repel a Cylon invasion only days ago and much of the fleet is repairing for any new assault. Admiral Field walk in and talk to his captains for a meeting. "All right captains, as you know that the Cylons had establish a foothold in this area. Our allies are falling everyday and they Cylons gaining more lands and growing. However, together with our allies are going to plan an operation. They Cylons has arrived here with a huge fleet, the can replace their ships easily. However, the Cylons need to capture industrial plants to replenish their fleet in the long term, if not, they need supply ships to build new troops, fighters even some capital ships and start shipyards and construction base."
"Sir, what are you planning to do?" asked Commander boomer, whose ship, Hercules, was fully repaired a week ago.
"Our allies, the Carionans provide us with the information that the Supply ships are located only 2 light years from their planet. That means we can destroy the supply ships."
"So we are chasing the Cylon's supplies just like they chase the colonials as the rag tag fleet?" Captain Cheng Zi Liang of the heavy cruiser Zheng He asked
"Yes captain, it's payback time."
President Adama was inspecting a tour on the shipyards of earth, Boeing starship enterprise, and the 3rd largest starship building company in the colonial space. Here, a rush of building ships began. No starships have been built at this rate in the known history and almost every month or two, a destroyer or frigate was commissioned. Also, a new battlestar was also being commissioned. The new battlestar was named Serpent, an Atlantis class super battlestar that was 6170 meters in length and carries up to 750 fighters and numerous missile bay and laser batteries. It marked how earth has advanced in such a few years from their first 700 hundred metres destroyer to a super battlestar. Adama stepped up to the ramp and addressed the reporters present. "Today marked the day a have another great boost to our navy. As every one of you present should know of our present war with the Cylons, The new battlestar would add to our defense so we would stand a better chance against the Cylons. It is my hope that despite the fact that the Cylons had a larger force, we will fight with them till the end. Thank you." And Adama walks down to rejoin the other VIPs.
"Nice speech father." said Apollo.
"Thanks, I was thinking that I could give a more inspiring one," Adama said "by the way, how is project Zeus going?"
"I can't say much here but hopefully it will be ready in six month time."
"Good, hopefully by then we can use it in the war."
"All ships to battle alert!" cry out Admiral Field as they approach to the Cylons supply fleet.
"Sensor detected and count a fleet of twelve frigates, seven destroyers, two cruiser and one basestar.'
"All right we had the advantage, order the Hercules and Unicorn and their escorts to engage the fleet, and send battlestar Adam with its battle group to destroy the supply ships, the rest is to hold their position." The Cylons never expect that they colonial forces will target their supplies and therefore had not much defense. Vipers launch out of their capital ships to engage the Hunters who was hopelessly outnumbered. The same applies to the capital ships. The Cylons fleet was hopeless unless any reinforcement could arrive. Unluckily, the 13th fleet had managed to divert their attention by sending a group of ships to station near their newly conquered planets. The basestar fired a few missile at the incoming fleet, however did not stop them. A few missiles detonate near the destroyers but only to found them more or less intact. The Cylons fighters also could not face the colonial fighters force despite their advanced programming to face odds. The reason was that the odds were too great. One hunter often found it hunted by an entire squadron of fighters chasing it. Easily, the Hunters were slaughtered. As for the capital ships, the basestar managed to fire it mega-pulsar gun and crippled an incoming destroyer. However, it found itself hit by five direct hits of missiles and exploded into space dust. The smaller frigates and destroyers were now easy picking for the battlestars.
'Charged the pulsar cannon and aim to the leading cruiser." said commander Boomer.
"Yes sir, charging up, ready to fire in ten seconds...5...4...3...2...1..."
"Fire!" A beam shot out of the cannon and tear the cruisers apart. The other cruiser attempted to fire at the Hercules from the rear but squadrons of fighters swarming all over it foiled its plan. On the other hand, the supply ships were in a worse state. Though, most cylons supply ships was armed and had shields, it could not withstand a pounding anything larger than a destroyer. They attempt to fire well aim shots at the vipers, however it distract them from the main fleet. When in range, the colonial force close in and fire their armaments of lasers batteries and low explosive missiles. The Silver spar squadron close in on the supply fleet after destroying a squadron of frigates.
"Squadrons, go for the more well armed supply ships, flight three, you will aim for their batteries and the rest will aim for their tylim storage," said captain Andrea.
"Copy that lead." And the pilot turned his viper and flew towards the vessel. The squadron did a number of flybys to avoid the firing of lasers aiming for them.
"All right, let's go for the kill." And Andrea hit turbo and flies steady towards a large repair ship and repair to fire. A volley of laser torpedoes hit the ship, exploding it immediately. One after another, ships got destroy faster than they can react.
"Madam, I detected a small flotilla of corvettes, like we miss them on our first scanning."
"How many are there?'
"Six, and only three hunters."
"Good, Flight four cover us, flight three you take the hunters, we deal with the corvettes."
"Understood."
"Sir, sliver spar squadron detected hostile Cylons corvettes, they require supports from us.'
"Send out three corvettes to cover them. The others is to carry on with engaging the Supply ships" Admiral Field smiles at the squadron. Of all the squadrons he seen, he was surprised that Sliver spar was not so reckless and hotheads from most pilots. Even when he was younger as a pilot, he and his squadron was known to go after an entire cruiser head on head without supports. Apollo sure has trained his daughter well.
The small flotilla of ships proved a strong foe. Firing their ten laser turrets, they managed to destroy or crippled a few Vipers. Furthermore, the three Cylons was harassing them and forced them to break formation before they were destroyed. Flight of twelve fighters flew down and fire deadly lasers. A few sections of the corvettes was hit and exploded. However, turrets still could be seen firing in all direction.
"Support, we need your missiles, can you do it?"
"Yes, we need a clear view at sector 54A."
"Copy that"
The corvettes move at sub light speed, and armed the missile bay, ready to kill. "Fire missile 1 and 2!" shouted the captain and the missile hit the lead Cylon vessel followed by damaging another nearby it. The remaining three continued to return fire despite being hit. The corvettes fire back with their own anti-ship missile. The missiles hit the corvettes, shaking the command bridge and killing some crew. The vipers continued on their attack run on the small fleet. All the Cylon ships now was all battered and holes can be seen all over. It is a wonder that the Cylons can still operate. With the Cylons defiance, they commence a suicide run towards the oppressing force. It was not a few seconds that Andrea saw what is happening.
"They are going to ram!!!"
"Try to divert their course.
The squadron flies close to the vessels, firing at it and was hoping it would have change its course. After a few minutes, destroyers came and destroyed all remanding ships.
"Lucifer! What the frak have you done?!" shouted Baltar. Baltar was now a cyborg, a combination of both Cylon and human. Five years ago, Baltar was asked to attack a small human colony where he got injured and had to use machines to keep him alive. This also allows him to be recognized as a Cylon and rose in rank quickly. Lucifer walks in and face Baltar. Nothing much has change since last time, Baltar was still bossing him around and he was still lower ranking than him. He had this unexplained feelings every time Baltar had something or given a better command, what is this feeling, he wondered...was this jealously? This feeling was never programmed to be inside a Cylon, it would only make them weak. Then why is this so? Perhaps only time will tell.
He stood up and face Baltar. "By you command' he said.
"What have you done, you stupid machine, you allow our supplies to lose before we can capture any industrial planets!"
"I did not expect the Humans will come and destroy the supplies, it was unexpected for them to come to help and giving their allies to be on the offensive.'
"For you, we have to pull back our forces and explain to the imperious leader himself! We now had less supplies to carry on this war, if we lose, it will be your fault, yours!" Baltar shouted.
Lucifer bowed and turned to leave. He was hoping he would not get in more troubles.
"The operation was a success, with their supplies gone, they would need to pull back."
"Well done Admiral, what is the status of the fleet?"
"We only suffered minor damage on our corvettes and some destroyers, as well as the squadrons other than that, we are in good shape."
"Good, can your forces muster an attack on the Cylon fleet, you do not need to engage in a large scale victory, a small one will do, we need to raise our troops morale."
'Understood sir." And he walks back to his quarters.
"The reason we managed to push the Cylons to retreat was that they lose their supplies which was hardly defended and we overwhelm them with numbers. However, the Cylons will not be able to mount any offensive for the moment and will not replace their forces destroyed. Their fleet was also not in a position to fight as they lost fighters that cannot be replaced in short term. That gives us a huge advantage to engage their fleet head on head.
"Sir, you sure we are going to risk this? "
"No, it is not a risk, just to weakened their fleet by a bit, we are going to give the Cylons Pearl Harbor."
"Sir, you meant to caught them unexpected while they are in their base..."
"With fighters and bombers."
"But where will we strike?"
"A base located at planet Daritian."
"What about the ships sir?"
"We will send them in as the second wave, destroying major basestar leaving the smaller vessels to escape."
"How much damage can we do?"
"We can mostly crippled a fleet of six basestar, nothing much to the cylons but enough to forced them back for a few weeks or months I hope..." then he turned around and talk to Andrea and other squadron commanders. "I want you to prepare for another engagement in a few weeks time, train them on simulations given and
wait for further orders."
The next few days were full of intense training for all personal involved in the operation. They were about to engaged in battle where the enemy had a larger numbers of ships but lacking in fighters. For the first time, the fighters pilot were going to fight head on head with capital ships without supports form any ships or fleet. They would have to flew through a huge screen of anti-fighters defense, avoid turrets and missile bay designed to take out capital ships and concentrated amounts of fighters. They known it will risky and dangerous, as they have to use wider formations and also engage several remaining Cylons squadrons. However, if they succeed, they Cylons can be pushed back for quite a while giving the kobol federation time to replace lost ships and expand the fleet in time. LT Andrea was revising of her squadron records in that operation. So far, the squadrons suffered a loss of ten pilots and fighters. She just hope her loss will not be so high, she cannot bear to lose anymore pilots or men in this war.
Baltar was sitting in his high throne waiting and reviewing the data on fleet. His fighter losses were high in the last battle, sometime before the humans had struck his supplies. There were only five squadrons left in the fleet and some are even not in working conditions. He would have to last until supplies can reach him or else he would have to pull back and waste his resources on those conquered planets. He also knew he cannot failed this campaign or else he would be executed by the cylons. He had failed them too often and if he continued, he will be getting what he should be getting thirty-seven yahrens ago, for betraying his race.
He did felt remorse after he had done so, but gaining command of a fleet and able to succeed what Cylons can never done before, the destruction of the humans race once and for all. Only him is allowed to do that, only him! No other people, cylons or other unknown race can do that; he almost succeeded, only because that stupid Adama and his stupid religious belief disallowed him to succeed completely. "Lucifer!" he called out.
"By your command" came the metallic voice.
"I want to sent a group of ships to report back to the imperious leader, I don't want our lost to be so great."
"By your command"
Chapter 9COL. Grant, head of the kobol military intelligent unit was spending his time inspecting the notes on the current situation in his office. Since the Cylons was defeated in their last battle, they had not made any major move except for small-scale skirmish with the kobolian federation fleet consisting no more than ten destroyers. However, he began wondering how the Cylons gained intelligence from them. There were no obvious Cylons and no known signals from the Cylons. Then there was a knock on his door.
"Come in" he said and in came an intelligent unit lieutenant came in.
"Sir, we found something on the Cylons spy unit."
"Ok, I will be coming in a few minutes time." This was something new to him, and something important. He kept his notes and walked out of his office. He then walked into the briefing to see what really happen. When everyone was sited, he began to address them.
"All right, tell me what you had found about the Cylons." He said frankly
"We have finally detected Cylons wave signals found in earth, terra and caprica.
"Did you manage to find those infiltrators? "
"No sir, we did not, we found the locations but there was nothing there."
"Search again."
"Yes sir, but we need more manpower."
"Granted" Grant nodded in approval.
Field Marshal Croft was inspecting the defense perimeter of the capital earth. It was a difficult task, all places were difficult to a troop transport ship and enemy can choose to attack form whatever direction. The lucky thing was that enemy had to land at a certain distance away from the city area and attack from there. His mission was to make the landings difficult by making as many obstacles as possible by laying simple mines to anti-armor and infantry position to stop them reaching their targets with huge massed numbers. However, there were a lot of places he would need to consider such as where the Cylons would land and how do they attack.
Further downwards was a mountain, highest of earth, Mount Everest. He was in the central plains of china, an important state given its large populations and huge amounts of ammunitions. Beside it was India, another important military base to be used. It also homed a large twenty armored divisions in Asia and therefore an important place to defend. Croft takes a ride further down to inspect what other landscape he could use. There was the Himalayas mountains as well as the Great Wall of China. All these historical sites and geographic places could form a solid defense for all three main states such as Russia, India and China.
The Himalayas give them an ideal ground to stop the Cylons and could easily attack them with artillery and bombard them. The Great Wall of China forms a large obstacle for the Cylons to either link their forces to attack China or Russia. Of course he wasn't forgetting about other important and strategic sites like Western Europe and America with their heavy industrial centers and shipyards. Europe was an easy target and therefore more defenses should be made in their boarders and mounted dense across every state there. Finally, there is the USA, the most important place of all, home to the Kobol federation senate assembly, almost all leaders were staying here and it was the ultimate symbol of humanity long history beside the planet kobol itself.
The defense of USA was the most complex, from deserts in Mexico to cold forest in Canada, lays defense of all kind, trenches, and mines, anti air defense. However, they can be easily destroyed by orbital bombardment, so another defense would be needed. That would be a fleet and also planetary defense with laser cannons all over if the fleet was unable to stop the Cylons.
Against the invading force will be an army of seventy infantry divisions of seven million troops, an fifty six armored division and nearly a million older models of atmospheric fighter planes. He was sure that earth would be able to defend itself, he hopes.
COL. Grant was surprised when he found out about the Cylon spy unit was only in the formed of a tiny insect. He thought at first it might be something like a human-like unit. Never in his life would he know that it would be a fly, the Cylons sure have turned creative he thought. A fly could not be easily seen and use only low powered cells that are very difficult to detect.
It was by luck that while investigating on Cylons spy unit, he hit a fly, which was flying past him which he hate all his life. Luckily, they managed to destroyed it before too many secrets was lost. However, from what they know, this was not the only unit found on earth. The Cylons must have send out the units via refugee ships coming to earth and other colonies.
This meant that the Cylons must have other units in other areas and colonies. They would have to work fast before the units became more dispersed which would make their work more difficult. With the Cylons spy units so difficult to locate, much information and their planning may be lost.
COL. Grant decided to assemble a special unit meant for locating and destroying Cylon's spy units. "Sir, our work is very difficult, we work have to relay heavily on computers cams and robots to search and destroy all these units, but as the colonials being so afraid of robots rebelling, we simply does not have that much materials for our mission." An intelligent officer said.
"What else could you suggest?" Grant replied and the officer remains silent. "Is There Anyone who had any ideas? If we do not have, we be getting our ass kick and we can't do a damn thing about it. All our force strategy and location will be revealed. It's not that we can stop it by changing a new code message and problem will be solved, it's more complicated than that! Those units can read WIRTTEN message and hear what are we talking about and we can't do anything." He said and bangs his fist on the table.
"Well we could create robotic units meant for this purpose..."
"And how long is that going to take, three months? Years? We can't wait that long!" His face could be seen with anger and despair that he could do nothing.
"Sir, I got an idea, but I need to be sure that the Cylon unit you destroyed or slapped could be repaired." Said intelligent officer Granger, an officer that was very reserved and quiet for most of the time.
"And that is?"
"To use the transmitter to overwrite other units reorganization system and rewrite their mission objective or somehow gain control of the units and send them fake reports."
"Good idea, you have a go, assemble a team that is needed on your project and hope this works." The Colonel said with a sign.
"All fighters, you may launch when ready."
"Roger that! Lets get the Cylons ass guys!" Said Dillion and all fighters of task force 84 were launched. The first wave consisting of seven full squadrons was launched together with another five bomber squadrons. Target...the Cylon fleet in the Babylon sector. They was to wiped out or seriously damaged the Cylon fleet there so all Cylon would have to called of their plan to invade any other allies of the humans. Dillion checked his scanners. Nothing much, he thought, only a few hunters. He then ordered wing seven to engage the few fighter and others to proceed to the fleet. Luckily, there were not much Cylons fighters left given the fact that they had wiped out supply ships carrying much of the fighters for replacement.
Two minutes to target, he received from the computer and he began to tense, one-minute...twenty kilometer...ten...five...one...target reached!
Then he saw the Cylon fleet in position and began to order the fighter squadron to go for the smaller targets or escort the bombers. The Cylon took a few seconds to realize that enemy has arrived and began firing the anti-fighter weapons and launched several fighters. However, given the fact that the Kobolians had already achieved fighter superiority, it was easy to destroyed Cylons hunters once they managed to take off. Hardly enough fighters were deployed to engage their enemy.
Bombers flew neared to the enemy basestars and released their bombs destroying the ships controls, command deck and even flight deck. In return, the basestars fired whatever weaponry at the fighter squadrons. Given the fact that the Cylons had more anti-ship weapons, they did not have enough weapons to engage enemy squadron fighters. Big laser guns or anti-ship missile was fired and many missed.
Unluckily, several shots managed to hit, and explosion hit several slower bombers. One bomber was hit in the engines and slowing tearing the entire ship apart. The crew did not even have time to cry out.
Back on the fleet, admiral Field watched the battle with anticipation; he was paying the Cylons back. He then ordered the fleet to move to the chocking point of the Cylon fleet base. Any Cylon ship that managed to escape the fighters will have to face the deadly but fully combat ready fleet.
Several fighter squadrons and bombers were firing at a repair facility. It was so badly hit that the skeleton could be seen. A few destroyers was moving to protect it was only to be hit themselves. Quite a number of ships had been hit. However, there was more going to be destroyed.
The second wave led by Captain Andrea, was fast approaching. There was now more bombers squadron approaching. A quadroon approached a basestar and began to carpet bomb the ship. The entire upper layer was now a burning wreak. A while later, the firing hit the ammunition box and the whole ship was engulfed in flames.
Baltar was shocked by what happened. The humans were using the same tactic he created when he was to betray the colonial fleet over twenty-five years ago. What remained of his once powerful fleet were now a battered fleet with only two basestar and twenty other escort ships able of light speed.
He began to issue orders to leave the area and jumped back to the fleet. Slowly, his basestar power up its engines and cruise slowly along space to safety. Followed behind was what remained of his fleet.
Admiral Field smiled as he saw Baltar fleet approached to his trap; he had no idea that he was courting his doomed. "All Units ready for combat!" He shouted to the crew.
Alarms was sounded and men and women rushed to man their guns or stations. Many...many Cylons are going to be destroyed at their hands.
Basestar no. 262 under the command of Baltar was beginning to power up its engine and to create a wormhole to travel jumped faster than light, way better than their old engines which tylim as fuel source. Instead, it was used to power and create a temporary wormhole to travel nine times the speed of light. Then the alarm sounded.
In front of his fleet was another fleet four times of his fleet and it was his enemy. The incoming fleet fired volleys of lasers and missiles at him. His battered fleet was in no position to strike back or defend causing his ships to get destroyed. One after another ship was destroyed. His shield was slowly dropping and in desperate, he engaged to light speed to escape with Lucifer ship following behind him. Any other ship was destroyed.
Admiral Field sign, Baltar had managed to escape once again, but luckily, almost a fleet of seventy ships was destroyed which also include five basestar. The Cylons had suffered another great loss.
"Baltar, you have failed me for the last time, you should get what you should get thirty years ago, death for betraying your own kind." Said the Cylon imperious leader.
"You can't do that...after what I done! You can't just kill me. NO you can't!"
"I can and you will die...take him away to face execution!" The two Cylon centurions dragged an unwilling Baltar to his doom.
"Lucifer! You will replace Baltar as fleet commander."
"By your command" Lucifer said with an oily voice. If he could make emotions on his face, he would grin.
"I hope you will not fail me."
"No I will not, I had come up with an excellent tactic to strike back."
On the other hand, a sword fell Baltar neck and in a blink of eye, he was dead.
Chapter 10Vice-admiral Omega, commander of the kobol alliance seventh fleet, was in charge of the area in New Aquaria. Though there was not much military installation there, it was an economic giant, capable of producing many small arms to huge fleet of battlestars. Being the fifth economy power was after a long time of hard work and will. When the Colonial and earth joined to form the Kobol federation, the Aquarians decided to set up their new home world with only a few hundred thousand people, now there was five million people living there and a huge amount of area was industrialized. So far not much industrious planets, but given that almost all of their military sites had been hit, the next target should likely be the industries.
Admiral Omega's fleet consists of two battlestars four warstars and huge numbers of other ships of various classes. His men were in high moral given that they had launched a devastating attack on the Cylons. However, recently the kobol military intelligent had managed to break the cylon code and more or less had an idea that he Cylons will be attacking soon.
He had also receive reports from the resistance on Piscon and they had said that many vessels are leaving orbit and likely to move in to their position in about 2 weeks time. Intelligent had also said that a force of nine basestars is closing in and addition ships are also moving in. given the size of the opposing fleet, Omega had requested for Starbucks help in aiding Aquaria. However, the 2nd fleet was due to arrive only in 2 and a halve weeks time, that he would have hold on for an extra 3 more days.
At 2300 hours captain Haemon walked into Admiral Omega Command Bridge and requested for permission to attack Piscon.
"Sir, I would like to request permission for the Warstar dominator to strike at Piscon as the whole place is likely defended. "
"Captain, I understand that you wanted retake your home world, but we are needed to defend this area as it is much more important strategically. The lack of defense in Aquaria would allow us to have even less weapons like missiles and turrets for use in the war. I cannot and will not permit you to go."
"Oh frack, that's not going to stop me if you think." He turned around and stormed off.
The Ares' captain turned around and look at Omega infuriated face. "Sir, you all right? Sometime, I wish I was his superior and court marshal him."
Omega calm downed and said, "let him be, perhaps he may learn a lesson after he tried to go and fail, there is no harm done, isn't it? He may even actually retake Piscon."
"I hope you are right sir."
"Supreme Commander, the first wave is ready to go." A Cylon said in a dead flat tone.
"The first wave is to commence light speed jump and move to strike Aquaria."
"By your command"
The first wave of nine basestars and escorts commence jump while the second wave prepared to support the first wave shortly after. More and more ships will soon be moving in after that.
Meanwhile, Captain Haemon led the Warstar dominator to strike Piscon with her escorts. He firmly believed that a planet should be retake once a chance is given. In his mind, he was seeing him being a hero among his people and liberator of his people new home world. However, he was making a big mistake.
The remaining force of the 5th fleet was cut down by twenty-one ships to defend Aquaria, but hopefully, it could find replacements from the 2nd fleet.
In the meantime, tensions are growing as more and more reports of a Cylon fleet heading for Aquaria. The crews are all getting nervous, as many of them have never faced an actual battle and death so close. They all knew that this is a matter of life and death.
Then suddenly, the radar detected something. It was a fleet of Cylon basestars; they are forming up to attacked! "All crews to battle stations, load all missile bays and power up all turrets, all pilots to report to their fighters and bombers and get ready launch on the double!!!" Omega shouted. "Battlestar Sparta task force 77 is to divert from the main fleet and move to defend position bearing 0.0.8 and attack the Cylons from the left flank and Battlestar Hercules battlegroup is to strike from the right! Someone inform the Aquaria defense fleet of the Cylons and have them gear up for battle!"
The fleet spread out into three different directions with Boomer leading the right and Jolly leading the left. They were hoping to trap the Cylons with a pincer attack and surround them. "Launch the first wave of fighters and get ready for the second wave!"
"Roger that sir, all fighters you may launch when ready." Said the flight officer.
The first wave of fighters launch and many Cylons immediately gave pursuit. The squadrons of the first wave were mostly flying around to draw attention and fire from the capital ships and waited for the second wave to arrive. Soon after, the second wave emerge taking out many Cylons Hunters, which were chasing several vipers.
On the other hand, the capital ships are engaging the Cylons Basestars launching missiles and firing lasers turrets rapidly at all ships coming towards them. The Ares leading the front, charge at the Cylons formations firing missiles and taking out several small destroyers and frigates.
The remaining ships were closing in some taking heavy damage but refused to retreat. "Sir, given our loss, we could only hold on for another 4 hours!"
"Try to delay it! We need to hold longer until reinforcement can arrive!"
"Sir, I detected a large continent of ships approaching!" The radar operator cried out
"The 2nd fleet?"
"No sir, Cylons! Thirty Basestars!!!"
"What? So many? Just what on Kobol is the Cylon commander thinking? All force pull back! Deploy two wings to cover the fleet retreat to Aquaria's orbit! All force full retreat!'
The fleet began to reverse their thruster and retreat firing a huge numbers of missiles at all targets they could spot to delay the Cylons. Several basestars got hit by the missiles but nonetheless continued to give pursuit. Just when the 5th fleet thought this is all of the Cylons, another fleet appeared, increasing the Cylons fleet size by another sixty basestars appeared. The 5th fleet now had to fight an odd of 15 to 1. Even with the fleet of Aquaria defense force, was not enough to back them up, even less to say covering their escape.
'All ships is to fire their remaining missiles and launch all remaining fighters to dish out whatever damage they could give, better to give the Cylons more damage before they wipe us all out!"
All remaining missiles were fired, however, only a small amount of ships were destroyed compared to the size of the Cylon fleet. The Cylons responded with an even larger amount of missiles hitting many ships and damaging them. Three missiles hit the Ares in the front taking heavy damage to the superstructure and taking down shields to only ten percent. The damage shook the whole ship killing many crewmen in the armory sections whom were evacuating when the missile hit. The command bridge was also hit by the impact; several crewmen got knocked off the ground and Admiral Omega was also badly injured by his fall.
"Damage report!"
"Power system and armory section had been hit resulting in huge explosion, fire control teams had been sent to that area, all heavy explosive was also destroyed in the explosion, all remaining weapon systems is anti-fighter turrets and we are also losing the gravity system in the landing bay!"
"Divert all gravity power to the landing bay, recall all our fighters before all gravity in the landing bays are lost!"
"Roger that sir"
"Situation of the fleet?'
"Very bad, we had lost seventy three frigates and eighty eight destroyers, twenty one light and heavy cruisers, one Warstar and the Battlestar Sparta...'
Omega lowered his head when he heard of the lost of Sparta and Jolly. The same Jolly he had known since the holocaust on the twelve colonies and one of his best friend, the Cylons had cause too many humans lives, the holocaust and now. "How long can we hold on?"
"Another half hour sir, given that most of the ships are heavily damaged..."
"Frack, order all ships to hold on for another hour if they can, those cannot, order them to abandon ships and set their ships to ram before all crews ran for escape pods. We need to have more time..."
The Cylons by now had move even closer to Aquaria and began to wipe out any ships in their way and the 5th fleet were about to be completely destroyed without a route to even escape.
On the other hand, the warstar dominator jumps into the once powerful planet of Piscon thinking of retaking its home world. However, it had jumped straight into a trap. No further than three basestars is waiting for a small group of ships to try and retake Piscon. The three basestars had jump back to Piscon when they had allowed the Piscon resistance to sent a message saying that all force has departed.
The dominator began to take heavy damage, and its escorts were also beginning to be destroyed. "All ships commence jump to light speed!"
"Sir, we can't engage, the Cylon's missile seems to have create a shockwave that seriously damage all our light speed engines!" With no hope of jumping to light speed, the dominator battlegroup began to be wiped out and the dominator itself was engulfed in a huge explosion.
8
"Lieutenant! Can our ships cover the refugee ships?"
"We can only account for twenty ships, total about 4,000 sir."
"Better than nothing, try to cover their escape! Better we die saving others than for nothing!"
"Sir, another group of ships have appeared!" The radar operator said with a bit of disbelief on his face.
"More Cylons?"
"No sir, it admiral Starbuck's 2nd fleet! They were pounding a hole in the Cylon's fleet, leaving a hole for us to escape!"
"Open a channel through Com-line Alpha!" the lieutenant opened the COM and Starbuck's face appeared. "Well Starbuck, you have chosen a very good time to arrive!"
"Well, I had my own timing. Come on, let's get out of here!"
"Hold on for a few more minutes, let's wait for all civilian ships to evacuate!"
"All right! "
The elements from the 2nd fleet fire at the Cylons, stopping them from destroying the 5th fleet and the refugee ships. After all the refugee ships had left, the surviving 5th fleet elements and the 2nd fleet jump to light speed for safety.
End of part 1