Sorry for the horrific grammar in the last chapter. My thoughts sometimes run together.
Phase 4
Location: Side 3 Space. Zeon Covenant Battle time +103.
It's official, I'm seriously screwed thought Major Ridden. It had just over an hour, but half the home defense force was now lying in ruins. The same result befell the colonies that made Zeon. Half were now nothing more than molten debris fields.
Major Ridden looked around, there were still a good number of Musai class cruisers fighting on, along with at least one or two Zanzibar's. There were even a few mobile armors still deployed and functioning, including the new MA-06's.
Another small group of fighters headed towards him. He quickly drew the energy saver. His machine gun had run out of ammo minutes before. He charged right at them. Three of the fighters managed to avert his attack but the remaining two were sliced clearly in two exploding into fragments.
Major Ridden muttered under his breath, "They're getting better. They must have kept their good pilots in reserve."
The three remaining fighters circled back. They instantly entered a barrel roll while firing their guns. Once again Ridden dodged while firing, managing to slice through the wing of one of the crafts. It simply spun out of control and into the remains of a Tivvay Class Ship exploding into a brilliant fire ball.
The radio began to crackle, the message sounding as if it was being transmitted with great difficulty, "Attention all remaining forces. Attention. All remaining defense units are to evacuate immediately. Repeat. All units are to evacuate immediately to either Grenada or A Baoa Qu. Solar Ray is now active.
Two minutes till firing. Commencing countdown."
Ridden couldn't believe this one. They were abandoning the homeland because of these damm things. Plus he knew if the Solar Ray was going to fire on the Alien ships there was no way he could make it out of the firing range in time.
To his left a single civilian ship was passing him. At least two other mobile suits were using their magnetic hooks to tow to safety. A voice yelled over the com, "Hurry up and hook on, otherwise your screwed."
Ridden quickly fired his magnetic hook attaching to the civilian craft. The voice yelled, "O.K. activating boosters. Lets get the hell out of here." The civilian ship fired its atmosphere booster packs and launched towards the moon at breakneck speed.
Location: Covenant Super Class Star Destroyer Moonlight Symphony. Battle time +105
"Commander, the infidels are in full retreat. We're detecting that their ships are either heading towards the dark side of the moon or the surface. Contacts are beginning to lessen."
Commander Plo looked out the view port and asked, "How many colonies did we leave intact?"
A voice replied, "We are detecting at least 4 intact colonies. One has severe damage. We will have to seal it with an environmental force field."
Plo replied, "Good then, all hands disengage combat mode. Send out theā¦"
"Sir, high energy source detected. Bearing 031. It's coming from one of the colonies."
Plo pushed the jackal who replied out of the way and looked at the view screen. What looked like the front side of one of the colonies was glowing bright yellow.
"Sir" another voice yelled. "The energy we are registering is equal to that of a dozen Human Alliance Anti-Matter Rail Gun Shells!"
Plo suddenly paled. "By the rings, that colony is a disguised energy cannon." He then screamed, "All ships dump all power into shields. Evasive maneuvers go to bearing 100."
"Sir, it's firing!"
A massive yellow light suddenly engulfed all 21 ships of the Covenant Armada. The Solar Ray that fired instantly disintegrated from the power of the blast. When the light cleared several of the Covenant Imperial Class and all of the Victory Star Class destroyers were completely goneerased from the plane of existence.
All that was left were four Imperial Class ships and the Moon Light Symphony.
Plo rose, he was surprised that he had survived. He looked around at the sparks and electrical fires that were engulfing all electrical counsels. Vents on the ceiling were spraying fire suppressing gasses. Most of the bridge crew was dead. There were at least two still alive.
"Damage Report!" shouted Plo.
A lizard coughed and said, "Moderate damage on all decks. Electrical lighting and artificial gravity generators are on emergency power. Engines at 50 output. Shield generator and emitters are completely fried."
Plo asked, "What about the rest of the ships? Did anyone else survive?"
The lizard check one of the few remaining monitors that still worked. "All Victory Class ships have been disintegrated. Most of the Imperial Class has been destroyed as well. Imperial Class Ships: Truth and Order, Silent Service, The Guardian, and the Silent Line are still intact, but are reporting massive damage and casualties."
"What about their engines? Can they still move?" asked Plo.
"Yes sir, but barely." came the reply.
Plo yelled, "Give me the com. Attention all ships, this is your Commander speaking. Orders are as follows:
We are to use the intact colonies to patch up the ships armor. However, since there is only three remaining we must keep one intact. I'll be sending a transmission to fleet command requesting reinforcements and shield components. Members of the CovenantI swear to you, by my own blood that the humans of this galaxy will die in a sea of infinite fire for this horrible transgression. We have come this far in our divine crusade and we shall not be deterred by hoards of inferior insects. All units disengage combat mode and begin salvage operations. That is all."
Location: Grenada Lunar Base. December 26th. Local time 0101,
A Zeon Lieutenant walked quietly into the room holding a stack of papers as thick as his arm. He set them down on a desk and saluted. "My lady, here are the reports from Side 3. As far as we can tell only 10 of the population and 20 of the home defense force military has survived. My lady if I may be blunt, Grenada and A Baoa Qu will fall easily. From what we have been able to gather from survivors there is no way we can survive fire power of this magnitude."
Lady Kycilia looked at the lieutenant and said, "I know. I've contacted Father. We've been ordered to abandon the moon and A Baoa Qu. All remaining Zeon forces are to head to the Texas colony. Hopefully my Father will be able to get the Federation to listen to reason, otherwise all humanity, not just us will be destroyed."
"Yes my Lady. I understand, I'll have the scientist's get to work destroying all prototype suits and armor.
If we rush, we can evacuate this location by 1300.."
"Very well then, get quickly to work." she replied.
The lieutenant walked out of the door and collided with a scientist. "Well what did she say?"
The lieutenant replied, "We are to destroy everything and evacuate by 1300. Do you think you can manage that?"
The scientist replied, "What about that prototype her brother was having us develop in secretary?"
"I have seen that thing, we won't be able to destroy or dismantle it quickly enough. Seal off the lunar titanium blast doors leaning to its location and blow the tunnels. We will just have to entomb it and hope for the best." stated the lieutenant.
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