Sequel to 7 Points
By Chaoseternus
Chapter 18: The Battle Of Edonia Nebula I
Adama watched, only his eyes betraying his fear, his doubt as one by one the emblems representing the Tau'ri Fleet disappeared from the tactical display.
The fleet was leaving, their objective a massive nebula at the edge of the territory controlled by Anubis, a nebula containing a massive piece of Ancient Technology.
Ancient Technology… Adama knew what that meant and was fearful for the Tau'ri Fleet, he needed that fleet, it protected his people, kept them safe but Ancient technology…
Anything built by the original gatebuilders was a prize, being technologically advanced by the standards of most, though not all of the species now known to Adama and as such, it would be heavily guarded.
Kobol help him, Adama really hoped the Tau'ri's intelligence was correct, yes Anubis may have just suffered a major defeat, weakening his fleet, yes Maktenos may be amassing for a second attack at Ragnarok and Anubis may have taken the bulk of his surviving fleet to intercept but still…
He hated that it was mostly guesswork and assumption that propelled the Tau'ri to Edonia, he hated that they hadn't told him what exactly was so valuable that they were willing to risk so much on what was in his eyes a gamble against a stacked deck.
Adama shuddered lightly as he recalled the report he had received.
The entire Tau'ri fleet, and that included the support craft had left for Edonia, leaving only the weak Planetary Defence Fighter squadrons and the under strength MTB squadrons to defend the two systems.
All this because the Tau'ri felt the desperate need to control the device within the Nebula, all this to stage a construction project to rival the building of Thundersdawn station herself. Grudgingly, Adama had to admit the move had balls. Use the fleet to clear the nebula, then call in the troops and start assembling a massive pre-constructed station in double quick time.
That's why the support craft had gone, they were holding at the edge of the nebula with the components, easy prey.
But Adama had seen Thundersdawn, and he was often aboard Ravenbright, the Tau'ri controlled station in this system. Unlike Colonial Anchorages, Tau'ri facilities were exceptionally capable of taking care of themselves and if the Tau'ri succeded, and brought Edonia Station online before a counter-attack could be mounted, hell just have a good proportion of the defence systems running in time then it would be very difficult in the extreme to dislodge them.
Sighing, Adama tapped at the Tau'ri computer, flicking over to his Inbox.
Computers, the one area were native development had exceeded Colonial or 'acquired' technologies in almost every aspect.
But then they had little fear of computers themselves, and the technology had never been stiffled. It showed.
Still… Adama ejected the flash disk that contained his outbound messages; he wasn't having a networked computer where he worked.
Even if the Tau'ri had invented Firewalls.
Number 11 grimaced as the tactical display lit up, crawling with lights and emblems as the Unforgiven flagships sensors rapidly from the Hyper jump.
Secessionists… Loyalists… Goa'uld… Tau'ri…
The tactical display read like a Who's Who of the groups in this particular war.
Naturally, the Secessionists and Loyalists would just happen to have three times more ships in their fleets then he did.
Eleven leaned closer to the display, he would have to choose his opportunities, otherwise this would get very bloody and for the Unforgiven, very brief.
Eleven watched, unmoved as the Loyalists attempted to join the fleet of their Master, the false God Anubis but were rebuffed in a very equal, very bloody battle with the Secessionists.
He watched as the Loyalists tried for a second time to charge their way past the Secessionists and just smiled, that was attrition. He had no problem with that.
He watched as Anubis moved, his fleet heading to assist his beleaguered allies and that he had a problem with, but Eleven knew he didn't have the forces to challenge Anubis's fleet directly.
Damn, that would mean the Secessionists would likely be defeated and then the combined Loyalist/Anubis fleet would most likely force the Tau'ri to retreat.
This he had to stop somehow…
He grinned, remembering his former existence as a History Teacher on Geminon, and a tactic favoured by the old Geminon Rebels at the time of the founding of the central Colonial Government.
"Remove the safety governors from the engines and rig for 130 thrust, we're going to charge right past Anubis, all weapons blazing" Eleven smirked, "Lets see what Anubis does about that "
Hit and Run, oh yes that would do fine.
Number three howled, utterly furious as once again the Secessionists broke off and regrouped between her and her master, blocking her from joining her forces with Anubis.
If those meddling fools the 'Unforgiven' hadn't interfered, the frakking human-lovers her God would have been able to catch the Secessionists between his forces and hers, the crossfire would have killed them by now, but no Anubis now had to reform his weakened fleet and she still hadn't been able to join up her forces.
And now Anubis orders a counter assault, again trying to sandwich the Secessionists between their fleets.
Angrily, Three ordered her forces to advance once more.