Chapter 16-And if you think Eridani was bad...
Battle began once more, this time on Tau'ri space. Throughout the systems, Tau'ri, Colonial and even a few able Vulcan and Andorian Vessels exited into the Alpha Centauri System, while out numbered, they sure as hell weren't out gunned.
Ravenbright, low orbit over Alpha Prime
"We can be there within 30 seconds, however the protection of Freedom is our primary concern, 4 of our MTB's are joining in the defense of the system around Alpha VII." Adama informed general O'Neill from the in-system comm channel, it was a frightening idea of the defense of not just one world, but two, atleast Freedom was further in-system then alpha prime, it gave them atleast some form of temporary defense.
"What exactly do we have holding them back anyway?" Major Franco, commander of Ravenbright asked.
As if on queue, the hologrid of the Alpha Centauri System jumped to life, revealing dozens, if not hundreds of ships either battling the aschen, or running back to the relative safety of the inner system. The grid then focused on a large gathering of ships identified as allied defense group 1
"What this is, is the Alpha Prime PDF group, as well as the Valours Hour, as the initial defensive line, they're job is to inflict as much damage as possible, before falling back to group two which is..." O'Neill cut himself off while he tried to search for it. "Ah there, now this is the Endeavours remaining group, they were lucky enough to get a quick resupply at Vulcan before jumping here, but they're still damaged, and likely under crewed." The grid once again pulled back to a 3rd group gathered just outside the asteroid belt. "The final defense group, but not final defense, is here, the 4 colonial MTB's and any thing else we can spare, after that, a massive fleet jump back to alpha prime for a final defense." He concluded while exhaling deeply.
"And these other defenses?" Franco asked
A humorous glint came to being in O'Neill's eye, "Now that would be telling."
Group One, holding position around Alpha VII.
Billions of kilometers away, a small gathering of silver specs reflected the golden light below, the gigantic gas giant standing out clearly.
But now, none of the crews surrounding that world could care for what it looked like, in 2 minutes they would have a fleet of superior numbered and defensive vessels, and they were ordered to do as much damage as possible to them.
"We're screwed aren't we sir?" asked a green ensign at the comms panel of the MTB Alpha II.
Lieutenant Commander Hardy shook that thought off, though he secretly agreed with the question. "We still have our orders ensign, and a new world to protect, think about it, if we don't stop them in Alpha Centauri, where are they gonna go next?"
All the crew knew where, and they would hold the line as they were ordered to do so.
"Sir they're coming! Forward frigate line followed by several motherships!" The Operations officer announced suddenly
"All weapons ready and engaged sir, ready to fire on your mark."
"All other ships reporting the same, Captain Stevens has ordered us to take out as many frigates as possible within 3 minutes before jumping back to group two's position."
'Aye then, all torpedoes fire at optimum range, and let the gauss rounds rip them apart!"
24 Lancers, 4 MTB's and a Lone Ha'tak converged on the Aschen fast approaching fleet and unleashed a swarm of torpedoes, gauss rounds, plasma bolts, hell even a few bursts of pulse lasers into the armada, these were the first shots in the battle of Alpha Centauri, and were far from the last.