Chapter 5 - A Goa'uld world falls
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"Bla" speeches
Bla thinking
# Bla # Seraphim language
'Bla' telepathy
$ Bla $ Discussions with the shadow layer
/ Bla / Old Draconian
Ϩ Bla Ϩ Parsons tongue
₱ Bla Translated Pokémon language
[Bla] Pokédex entries
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Anoth was awakened the next morning by one of his Suicune who brought him breakfast. Anoth sat down on his bed and looked around. The Greengrasses had fallen asleep in their chairs. Xenophilius was entangled in a deep conversation with his daughter. Well, more with himself because his daughter was still asleep. The others were still sleeping.
"Did anything happened worth mentioning at night, Kat?" Anoth asked his Suicune. She only shook her head.
"No." she answered as she sat down on the bed. "The Greengrasses talked to Miana a bit more and the Liepard girl was all to happy to answer some of their questions. Otherwise everything was quiet."
As Anoth looked at his mewing pillow, he noticed that he had used one of his Liepard girls, in their Pokémon shape, as a pillow. Once again. With that Anoth began to scratch his "pillow" behind her ears. What, judging by her purring, she really enjoyed. So Anoth sat down straight and began to eat his breakfast in peace. Whereupon the Liepard gladly served herself again and again as she secured herself the one or other slice of sausage and Co.. She had already done just that in the Pokémon world. She was just a little naughty thief. It was even worse when both Liepards were outside. Then it could happen that one snatched the upper half of the bred and the other the lower half and Anoth bites only air.
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Elsewhere at the same time
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While Anoth was preparing to protect his breakfast from his Liepard, Admiral Malirth and her small fleet were headed for the home planet of the Goa'uld, which had the nerve to attack the Sovereign . Or maybe the guy was just crazy or tired of life. Why else would someone with a 700m bathtub attack a 160km ship?
There were things that Malirth could really only shake her head at.
Malirth was a Drakonide. she had golden scales that covered her body. Their wings were completely feathered with golden feathers. At the moment she was on the bridge from her ship. The Salvation . A Seraphimian Aurora class. Seven kilometers long and two kilometers high and wide. The Salvation was accompanied by four smaller ships.
The Eagle , the Blake , the Barossa and the Icarus . They were ships of the Seraphimian Destroyer class. 3,500m long 500m high and 1,000m wide.
These five ships had far more firepower than needed to cope with the two reported Ha'tak. But as Anoth put it. There was nothing like a good overkill to make sure that the enemy would really be killed. She was torn from her thoughts by the ship AI.
"Exit from hyperspace in 10 ...
"5 ...
"4 ...
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"1...
"Entering normal space."
"Start with the scan of the system, Xana." she ordered.
"Roger that." Answered the AI
She answered back only seconds later. "System scan completed, I discovered a Ha'tak orbiting the second planet and another that is landed on the surface."
"So the information was accurate then, what say the scanners about the planet?" asked Malirth, who had meanwhile passed over to the holo table and looked at the picture of the planet and the position of the two Ha'tak.
"Only one larger settlement. Estimated population: about 50,000."
"That's not very big." muttered Malirth. "How strong is the garrison?"
"Hard to say, an estimated 10,000 I would say." Answer the AI with a shrug.
"Send the Sinlontarra out." ordered Malirth. The Sinlontarra classes were 300m long, 50m high and 140m wide wedge-shaped ships with stub wings. They were used in the Seraphimian Alliance as super-heavy fighters and bombers, and a Seraphimian aurora class like the Salvation or the Ravagers had 10 of them aboard. While the Seraphimian destroyers each had five of them.
This now ensured that their fleet of five ships had grown to 35 ships.
35 ships against a single Ha'tak. Somehow, one could really feel sorry for the Ha'tak. But this battle would not be decided in space. But on the ground.
"The other Ha'tak takes off, they seem to have discovered us." came the message of AI
"That will help them much." she answered only. "Get ready for the jump to the planet."
"Fleet reports jump readiness." the answer came just seconds later from the AI
"Admiral Malirth to the entire fleet, Anoth's orders were to take the two Ha'tak, not destroy them."
"Fleet confirmed."
" Red Alert! Battle Stations!" This had now several consequences.
On the bridge, the lights jumped to red to signal that the order had been accepted. All weapons were loaded. Shields were activated. Ablative armor plates locked all windows of the ship. Finally, the ablative generators activated and covered the ship in another layer of armor plates.
Inside the ship, the crew was called to their respective positions. All of the fighters still on board were manned and ready to take off immediately, while the rest of the crew prepared to be beamed over to enemy ships or directly down to the planet. Or, even if it was unlikely in this case, to repel any potential intruders.
"Jump." the Admiral ordered only a short time later.
"Jump in 5 ...
"4 ...
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"Jump!"
The jump was short. Less than a second later, they were back in normal space only a few 100,000km from the planet. The two Ha'tak in orbit did not even try to contact them but just started firing.
"We are shot at." came the unnecessary message of AI
Thanks Captain Obvious. She thought as she looked at the holographic monitors that showed the two Ha'tak pounding on their shields . "Report."
"Shields take only 0.02% damage per hit." replied the AI
"It does not make sense to contact them, the boarding teams should get ready."
"Roger that."
"The Sinlontarra are to go in the direction of the planet and begin with the bombardment of ground positions."
"Admiral." the soldier answered the sensors console. "The enemy ships have launched fighters."
"Then we answer accordingly."
"Yes." confirmed the AI "Boarding Teams are ready for transport."
"Green light."
"Boarding Teams on the way."
"Take us down to the atmosphere." said the admiral. "It's time for the ground combat."
"Roger that."
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Aboard one of the Ha'tak
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Dar'had was the commanding officer of one of the 20 boarding squads. 10 of them were teleported to each of the ships. Each of them consisted of 20 people. He was a tall Khajiit with almost completely black fur, which showed only a few white spots. One of them was on his nose. He was very muscular. So Muscular in fact that he used 200kg heavy weights as dumbbells. That earned him his nickname. "Hammer arm".
He was dressed in the standard armor that only the Boarding Teams were wearing. It consisted of armor applied by an ablative generator attached to the back. (It looks quite similar to the armors of the forerunners from Halo).
"We have the green light, ready for transport." This order ensured that all members of the squad controlled their armor and equipment once more. After everyone had confirmed that they were ready, a bright white light filled the room and then they were already aboard the enemy ship. The shields of the Goa'uld did nothing to stop the transporter tech of the Seraphim.
No sooner had they rematerialized than they jumped into cover. Several Jaffa squads were in the corridor and did not hesitate to open fire on the intruders. The personal shields of the Boarding Teams absorbed the first few hits easily. It only took a few seconds to return the fire. Seconds later, the Jaffa were done.
"Our goal is the main engine room." said the leader. "So, let's go."
Thus the group set off in the direction mentioned. On the way, they had actually expected more Jaffa patrols. But there were none. It seemed as if the ship was meagerly manned. It was probably because they were aboard Ha'tak, which recently landed on the planet's surface. In the end, it did not matter when they were minutes outside the gate to the main engine room.
"Install explosive charge." the leader ordered, after noticing that the controls on the door had been destroyed. As soon as the explosive device was in place, the squad went to the right and left of the door. On a nod, the explosive device was detonated and they stormed into the engine room. The four Jaffa who were there were dead before they understood what had just happened. What followed after that was easy. They made a connection from the ship's main computer to an AI and the ship was already hers. Now they just had to defend the engine room, if more Jaffa should come. Only a good 10 minutes later they were able to send the message that both Ha'tak had been successfully secured and taken over.
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Back to the fleet
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Malirth stood on the bridge of her ship and looked at the settlement using a three-dimensional holographic projection.
"The dropships should start." she ordered. "Have we located any air defense?"
"Just a few light plasma guns in the settlement, nothing that could be dangerous to our ships." came the answer from the sensor control.
"The Sinlontarra should destroy them anyway."
"Roger that." The response came from the communications officer who relayed the message to the Sinlontarra classes, who immediately began to enter the planet's atmosphere.
Four of them approached the city, systematically destroying the air defense. And that happened through pinpoint plasma pulse bombardment. Meanwhile, ground-based air defense fired at the four ships. Only to find that their weapons were practically ineffective against the shields of the 300m long ships, which were flying slowly over the city and systematically dismantling any air defenses they could find. No matter where they were. And they were everywhere.
On the streets, in courtyards, on the roofs or on balconies. Or in some cases hidden in a building.
It made no difference. The sensors discovered them all.
While this was happening, the dropships were on their way to the planet's surface to secure a landing zone.
These ships ranged from the small Mallangana class dropships, which brought mainly people to the surface, from the medium-sized Junkubus class for vehicles and personnel, to the large Jakotana class, which mainly brought down vehicles and heavy equipment. All three of these ships were heavily armed. With weapons that are otherwise only found on spaceships.
The Mallangana class was about 30m long; 7m high and 12m wide. She was mainly a troop-carrier. Designed to quickly and effectively bring units down to the planet or move them around planet side. The ship was able to take 40 fully equipped soldiers wherever they were needed. The fact that they were equipped with a Warp drive, as well as with a hyperspace drive made it possible to use them from a long distance. The armament consisted of a drone launcher, two plasma pulse weapons, two Railgun Gattling guns and two Phaser arrays. One in front and one in the back. The Plasma Pulse weapons and the Railgun Gattling guns were paired together in a movable tower. One on top of the ship. The other on the belly of the ship. The troops entered and left the ship via two large doors, which were at the side of the ship. The ship also had a cloaking device.
The Junkubus class was the middle transporter in the collection. It was about 50m long, 10m high and 36m wide. She was able to transport personnel as well as smaller vehicles with her cargo capacity of 200 metric tons. (By comparison, a Leopard 2 A6 weighs about 62 metric tons, of which this transport ship could transport three of them easily, and this tanks would still be categorized by the Seraphim army as a "lightweight vehicle.") In addition, they could carry 60 passengers. They were armed with two drone launchers, two plasma pulse weapons, one plasma torch, four Railgun Gattling guns, four missile launchers under the wings, eight Phaser arrays (three forward-facing (one at the top and one at each) one to each wing), three to the rear (one at the far end and again one at the rear wing), two at the sides, one starboard and one port.)) They carried 20 pulse bombs/mines and 10 droppable boxes Equipment for ground forces. The impulse bombs/mines are fired from a door in the roof. They explode depending on the configuration, either at impact or approach. If they are configured as mines, they drill into the ground and were virtually invisible after it. Entering and leaving the ship took place in this case via a tailgate. The vehicles hung outside the ship. These were held by strong magnets or by hardlight anchors.
By far the largest of the three was the Jakotana class. She was 240m long, 60m high and 160m wide. Its underside reminded a little of a half-cut gear. In the middle between the two gear halves was an area in which a flap was located. It allowed the dropship to drop its cargo in flight. The loading was done via a large ramp in the rear or two side doors, which were located on the gear structure. The ship was armed with six drone launchers, eight plasma pulse weapons, two forward facing plasma emitters, 12 Railgun Gattling guns, six rocket launchers that could be retracted and extended, and eight Phaser arrays (three to port (one in each) the gear-shaped bulges (270 ° fire angle)), three to starboard (one each in the gear-shaped bulges (270 ° fire angle)), a front and a rear). The Plasma Pulse weapons and the Railgun Gattling guns were distributed in separate towers on the ship.
Each of these ships was controlled by two pilots. One who flies the ship and a second who operates the weapon systems. All three ships were protected by a shell armor that was nearly one meter thick in places, additional armor applied with an ablative generator and a two-layered shield. In addition, the ships have a cloaking device and were capable of hyperspace and Warp flight.
Then there was the smallest dropship class of all. The Lemura class. At seven meters long, two and a half meters high and three and a half meters wide, it was by far the smallest ship. It was small enough to fit through a Stargate. It was armed with two forward light plasma guns and a drone launcher with ten drones of ammunition. It had a hyperspace drive as well as a warp drive. Even if both were designed only for short distances. It was protected by light shields and a cloaking device. It did not have an ablative generator. Controlled by a pilot, these ships were able to transport 10 people. Shaped it was like a square cigar with two engines on the side.
The three big ships began to unload troops on the outskirts of the city. No sooner had the detachment units secured areas than more soldiers and even very heavy tanks and walkers were teleported down. In addition, a couple of constructor tanks were also teleported down. These immediately began to build fully automated defenses. They looked like ordinary tanks, except they had three construction arms instead of a gun barrel. The buildings and towers were mostly built by energy matter converter construction (EMCC). Basically, the system was a converted transporter that does not bring objects from one place to another but creates matter out of energy. A fast, albeit energy-consuming design.
One of the landing ships was a Jakotana, accompanied by two Junkubus and four Mallangana class dropships. There were also two Lemura class dropships.
Added to this was another much larger ship. A mobile control center (MCC). The MCC Hammerstrike. From Hammerstrike now all ground operations were directed and coordinated. Malirth teleported down to the MCC at exactly the same time the ship landed. The tremors that passed through the ship as it settled on the ground made her stumble a bit. No sooner had the ship safely landed on the planet's surface than she marched into the Command Information Center (CIC). Here all reports converged. Here all decisions were made. This is where the heart of the ground operation sat.
The MCC ship itself was anything but small. At almost 900 meters long, 240 meters wide and over 100 meters high, it was longer than a Ha'tak. They were usually docked to a larger ship. Mostly on the outer shell. Or in larger ships in enormous hangars. But they were also able to fly themselves without problems. Well armed and protected, these ships were not to be underestimated opponents. Even if they were no more than a gunboat to the Seraphim.
She entered the CIC and was welcomed by a wall of noise. But what struck her most about all the noise was the two generals standing in the middle of the room over a large holo table, arguing loudly.
"Why are we not using the Impending Justice here and just blow up the planet?"
"The Impending Justice ! Have you lost your mind Jaran?"
Their argument was interrupted by the exclamation of "Admiral on deck!"
"Can one of you tell me why I would need a 3,200km dreadnought ship here?" The question was almost whispered and yet everyone heard them in the room, which had now become pretty quiet. "I did not expect an answer either." she finally said after the two remained silent for a long time. "WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING HERE?! THERE IS WORK TO DO!" This brought the others back to reality and only seconds later the noise level had risen again, due to the working soldiers. "So, what does it look like?" she asked now as she turned back to the two generals.
"We have achieved air sovereignty." Reported a general. "Their ships are a joke. The so-called death gliders are pretty badly armed, and judging from the reports of the fighter pilots who shot them down, they are as agile as a turtle on land."
"Their bombers are worth little more, just light plasma charges and an insufficiently mobile cannon on the bottom of the ship, the shields are also weak and they have armor that does not deserve the name."
"What he means is that the weapons of our fighters cut through the ships as if they were made of cardboard." added the other general. "The shields that these Al'kesh have are only useful for reentry in the atmosphere."
"I would not be so sure of that." that was the voice of someone else.
"Ah, Doctor Ko'khtar, what do you have for us?" the admiral asked. Doctor Ko'khtar was a Khajiit with completely gray fur. The only white spot was a white diamond-shaped spot on her forehead. She was holding a data pad in her hand right now.
"The Goa'uld could get even more out of their technology, but they lack a specific resource - energy - with enough energy their shields would be more than ten times stronger."
"What use do you as an energy source?"
"They use Naquadah as an energy source, but they use only a relatively small fraction of what the metal is capable of."
"Naquadah is also used by us." One of the generals muttered more to himself than to anyone else.
"Yes, that's right, but we have the technology to get everything out of the Naquadah that's possible, unlike those."
"We do not even want to mention the other sources of energy." added the admiral. "We are off topic now, what is the situation?"
"As I said, air sovereignty is ours." the one general answers.
"Our troops are currently storming the city and the Jaffa are fighting hard but are being driven back and the reports say that their staff weapons have a decent firepower, but the handling of them leaves much to be desired. For a longer distance, they're more likely to get a lucky hit than really targeted. "
"Are there prisoners?" the admiral asked.
"Yes, some of the Jaffa, especially the younger ones, threw their weapons away when they got the call, and the others fight doggedly for their God." replied one general
"What would happen if you told them that their God is dead?" the other General added thoughtfully.
"I suppose most would stretch their weapons then."
"Yes, but would they believe us?"
The answer to the Admiral's question came from the AI of the ship. She had promptly sent a request for Anoth. Who had answered just as promptly with a video file. The data exchange did not take a second. Although the two points of the transfer were almost 15 light years apart. All through the AIs on both sides.
"Yes, that should work." said the admiral after watching the video. a whole series of commands later, and the Sinlontarra classes were scattered all over the city, projecting an enormous holographic screen beneath them. On them was seen how Anoth together with Miana killed the Goa'uld Amset.
Shortly after, a voice sounded over the city in perfect Goa'uld.
"YOUR GOD IS DEAD! LAY DOWN YOUR WEAPONS AND LIVE OR FIGHT AND DIE!"
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45 minutes earlier
Strike Team Alpha-4
On the way to barracks in grid square D-23
On board a dropship of the Lemura class
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"OK people!" the commanding officer shouted to his people. "The admiral wants us to capture the commander of the defenders, he's in the barracks, but unfortunately we cannot get close enough, the entire base is protected by a shield, and since we want him alive, we cannot simply bomb him out of his hidey-hole. It's our job to get in there and destroy the generator and then grab the commander, we'll land two clicks away from the base and approach it using one of the sewers. Questions?"
There were none.
"We'll land in two minutes."
The last minute check was the last check of the equipment. For as soon as they landed they were deep in hostile territory. The equipment had to be properly fixed and working as soon as the hatch opened and they could leave the ship everything could await them. They had to be able to rely on their equipment. There life depended on it.
Minutes later, the ship landed and the rear flap opened. Seconds later, the ten soldiers stood in a deserted alley and the ship was gone again. Now they were on their own.
"Right this way." said the commanding officer after studying the map and led his troop up a narrow lane. "Our entry point is ..." They came to a halt as the houses stopped and their leader peeked around a corner. The alley went on, but the house, which was supposed to be there, did not exist anymore. Instead 100 Jaffa had entrenched themselves in its ruins. "...there."
"Well, the way is closed." he said after a short pause and retreated into the alley. None of the Jaffa had noticed they were there at all. This was good. Because the only real advantage they had at the moment was that nobody knew they were there at all. So they could not get involved in an open fight. Not to mention that they were clearly outnumbered and the enemy could easily call for reinforcements. "We take the secondary entry."
They followed the map to another manhole. Not far from the first one. Once there, they realized that this was also in a narrow alley and they found two Jaffa, who were stationed there to guard the entrance. Luckily, both were looking the wrong way at the moment. A few hand signals made two of them go to the right and left of the alley.
"You the left. I the right. On three."
"One...
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"Three." As soon as he had counted to three, two shots were fired and both Jaffa were dead before they knew what happened. "Throw the corpses into the hole." That's exactly what happened shortly afterwards.
One of the soldiers had lifted the manhole cover while four others were carrying the two Jaffa just to simply drop them, along with their gear, into the hole. Immediately afterwards, the rest of the troop climbed down into the canal. The last one removed all the marks they'd ever left in the alley before levitating the manhole cover back into place. If another Jaffa would visit the alley now, it would look as though the two guards had disappeared without a trace.
Down in the channel, the squad was just following it. The base was only a few hundred meters away. And not so far away. There were no guards inside the canal. That would actually ensure that they move forward quickly. For the moment, they were glad they wore their space-suited combat uniforms. Literally in the shit to the hip was not exactly beautiful.
Only ten minutes later they had reached their destination. They were now just below the base under another hatch, which led down into the channel in which they were standing. With a hand signal, the leader indicated that one of his people should climb up there and send a scout robot through the hatch. These scout robots had a certain resemblance to flies and were not much larger than these insects. The pictures from the scouting robot arrived when they realized that they were under a warehouse.
The warehouse was virtually empty. There were a few boxes in it, as well as a Goa'uld cargo ship. A so-called Tel'tak. Tel'tak were usually unarmed and relied on their cloaking device to avoid detection. They have hyperspace drive, transporter rings and a weak shield designed primarily to enter the atmosphere of a planet. Not for a fight.
After the reconnaissance fly had determined that there were no people in the hall or in the ship and that there were no active surveillance sensors in the hall, the soldiers came out of the sewer.
They simply vaporized the dirt of the canal with a brief controlled overload of their personal shields. Although this caused their personal shields to collapse, reloading the shields only took seconds. As a result, the time without protection was only short. Not only the dirt was removed by it. But also the smell. Sneaking does not do much when your enemy can smell you from 20 meters away.
Slowly and factually noiselessly, they moved around the room, heading to the door. It formed the only other entrance into the hall, warehouse, hangar however it was described apart from the large gate in the roof. Next to the door was a small input field. The light above it glowed red, signaling that the door was locked.
Goa'uld technology was crystal-based. That made her a little harder to hack. But not impossible. One minute later and the door was open. Carefully they crept out into the hallway. This one was empty. Not a guard in sight. Silently and noiselessly, they followed the passage to their first destination.
The shield generator.
They would not be able to destroy it immediately without the base knowing that enemy soldiers were inside the base. But they could prepare it to "fail" when they so wished.
It took almost five minutes before they reached the space with the shield generator. On the way there, they had to silently kill several guards and hide their corpses somewhere. But now they were standing in front of the generator and one of them was already busy hacking the door. Seconds later, the door was open and they stormed into the room.
Three Jaffa were in the room, serving several computer consoles. They were so surprised that none of them was able to pull a weapon before they were dead on the ground.
"Set the explosives." the leader ordered, and immediately they began distributing several explosive devices in the area, in places where they were not so easy to spot. Under consoles, behind wall panels, and also two on the generator itself. All the explosive devices were configured to explode all at the same time with the press of a button. As for the bodies of the three killed Jaffa. They were summarily stowed with their equipment in a broom cupboard.
When all this was done, they left the room again and went in search of the commander of the base. He would probably be in the center of the command center. When they reached that point they could forget about being quiet.
Slowly, they followed the corridors. Again and again they had to dodge passing Jaffa. But slowly and surely they advanced.
Then, after endless minutes, they were at the command center door.
"Install explosive charges." came the command. From now on they would have to fight their way, whether they liked it or not. That would happen whether they chopped the door or blew it open.
"Explosives ready."
"All in cover." At this order the squad went to the right and left of the door. "Ignite." The door disappeared in an explosion, less than a second later. Directly afterwards, several stun bombs flew into the room, which was then stormed right after the shells exploded and stunned the first Jaffa.
The room was peppered with consoles. Also, there was a huge monitor on the wall showing the positions of each Jaffa group. Apparently they coordinated the whole thing over a camouflaged satellite in orbit of the planet. That was clear to the leader at first glance at the monitors. Also, it was not Goa'uld technology but Alteran technology. How could they use the tech? Alteran tech was gen coded.
But that would need to wait.
At the moment he had something more urgent to do. A plasma shot missed his head by mere centimeters. With superhuman speed, he turned his head out of the path of the plasma projectile and responded with a shot with his plasma pistol. The first fire mode of these weapons fired a green plasma projectile that killed. The second fire mode was a light blue jet that had an stunning effect. And since they did not know who of the Jaffa in here was the commander, they limited themselves to stunning their targets.
The Jaffa, hit by the blue beam, fell to the ground instantly, like a doll whose strings had been severed. But before that Jaffa hit the ground the commander of the Seraphimian unit had already changed the target and two more Jaffa made unpleasant acquaintance with the ground. Seconds later, the room was secured.
"Find out who the commander is and secure the door!" Four of his men began investigating the stunned Jaffa and trying to figure out which one of them was the commander while the other five guarded the door and made sure the other Jaffa could not stab them in the back.
"Alpha-4 to General Blackwater." he spoke into his radio. The answer came only a short time later.
"This is General Blackwater, we hear you, what's going on?"
"We discovered an Alteran listening post."
"A listening post? An Alteran listening post, are you serious soldier?"
"Absolutely, they used it to coordinate their troops."
"Interesting." came the answer which for a few seconds silence prevailed. "Once the shield that bothers our sensors is down, we'll teleport you down a mobile energy field generator and you'll hold the command center until Zeta Company replaces you. "Understood?"
"We're holding the command center until the Zeta Company arrives. "
"When can you blow up the shield generator?"
"At any time."
"Good, the energy field generator is ready for transport, we are just waiting for you."
"Blowing up in 5 ...
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"1 ... ignition!" No sooner had he said that, the explosive charge went up and across the base drove a massive shock. She was so strong that she had problems staying on her feet.
"Explosion confirmed. Shield is down. Ready for transport. "
"We are here ready for the reception."
"Package on the way."
"Package arrived safely." they reported back just seconds after the device materialized in their midst. "Then build it up!" he called to his people.
It took a little under a minute to completely set up the device. In the meantime, they had to deal with several Jaffa groups trying to fight their way into the command center. None of the attempts was successful. But they now had two wounded to take care of. They were not wounded by the firearm's fire but by some of the ceiling collapsing when they were standing in the wrong place at the wrong time.
When the device was finally set up and worked, it surrounded the entire room with a force field. From now on there was no more coming in for the Jaffa. These tried to bring the energy field, which blocked access to the room, to collapse by firing continuously. Without success.
From that point on, they were doomed to play the waiting game.
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Outside
Zeta-company
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Dulanth was a completely black wingless and Anthromorphic dragon. A so-called Drakoran. He lovingly steered a vehicle through the enemy city, which he had lovingly christened the slender Susi . Only this slender Susi was an approximately 200 -ton heavy sonic tank.
Exactly this named sonic tank moved now with maximum speed on the military base. The closer the tank came, the brighter the satellites antenna-like bowl lit up on the tank. No sooner was the tank in range, the tank made a full stop and fired its main cannon. A sonic impulse cannon.
The sound wave that was now hit the base of the Jaffa had the strength of the blast wave of a nuclear explosion. Only concentrated to the extreme. The energy that otherwise spread around the explosion was here concentrated in a very small area. The destruction was appropriate.
The houses that were closest to the tank simply ceased to exist. A cloud of debris, destroyed buildings, and everything else that was in the way of the sound wave was racing toward the base at supersonic speed.
Exactly these debris now crashed into the base. The wall separating the base was the first to be shredded and then blown away by the blast. The Jaffa were thrown around as if they were just toy figures. just like the two light hover vehicles. Both equipped with a rod cannon. They were the vehicles most likely to go through as tanks by the Goa'uld. But they had one crucial weak point. The shooter and the driver of the vehicle were virtually barely protected because they stood free. The vehicle offered adequate protection only when attacked head-on. These vehicles were thrown around as if they were toys.
Then the main battle tanks came out from behind the sonic tank, which slowly withdrew. His job was done. The Jaffa responded with staff weapons and plasma cannons shelling. Only to find that their plasma projectiles were stopped by the shields that protected the tanks.
Then the six-barreled Railgun Gattling guns mounted on the tanks began to spin. Immediately afterwards, hell broke through the Jaffa.
Each of the tanks had two of these weapons mounted. The cadence per weapon was about 10,000 shots a minute. Three tanks had opened the fire on the Jaffa. That means that in Jaffa about 60,000 shots fell the minute. Every single one of them highly explosive. A wonderful spectacle at Overkill.
No sooner had the shelling come to an end than the tanks moved in together with infantry, who were taking cover under the shields of the tanks, which stood like a dome over each of the tanks. One of the Jaffa had maneuvered one of the staff cannons mounted on one of the watchtowers that had somehow survived the attack and began to fire at the advancing tanks. Just to see how the plasma projectiles were stopped by the shield without any problem.
The tank had stopped in the meantime and had its powerful gun aimed at the watchtower. Directly afterwards it fired three times in quick succession. Two of the fired projectiles reduced the watchtower to a pile of debris. But the third projectile shot through the watchtower and hit somewhere behind the tower in a cliff face a few miles away. Part of the cliff face was destabilized by the impact and collapsed, exposing an artificial construct. In turn, the sensors of the Salvation, which were in orbit around the planet, lit up like a Christmas tree.
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On the Salvation
Ship of the Seraphimian Aurora class
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"Sir, the sensors announce the presence of an Alteran cityship of the Troy class."
"A city ship of the Troy class?" the commanding officer asked in disbelief.
The Troy class was the predecessor to the later introduced Atlantis class and about a quarter smaller than the ships of the Atlantis class. Otherwise there was little design difference between the two. Both were equipped with three drone throwers and strong shields for defense and to keep the atmosphere flying through space in the city. The Troy class as well as their successor, the Atlantis class, served as founding ships for a colony. They were not designed to serve as space cities. Because if the shield failed, it would also cause more than 90% of the atmosphere in the buildings of the city to decompress and the inhabitants would suffocate.
They were designed as colony ships and landed on a planet. This usually happened in an ocean. Then everything could be built up by these landed ships. The city ships had everything necessary for it on board. Factories, hospitals, schools, shipyards, constructor units everything was there to build a colony. Added to this was the bonus that the city ships brought with them a completely intact infrastructure to a place where there was absolutely nothing except untouched wilderness.
"Yes, it's a city ship of the Troy class, which I've already checked several times, apparently this ship was completely buried a few million years ago by a volcanic eruption and is only now reappearing."
Another sensor technician slipped into the explanation of the other with a message that should not exist.
"Sir, the sensors report Alteranic life signs on the city ship!"
"What?!"
"They seem to be in a kind of stasis."
"Our assessment that the Alterans were extinct was probably a bit premature. Send the message to Admiral Malirth."
"Aye aye."
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On the mobile command ship MCC Hammerstrike
Landed on the planet surface
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Admiral Malirth accepted the message and read it through.
Interesting. Apparently, we have discovered a ship of the Troy class. Then her eyes widened. Nearly four thousand Alteranic life signs? That's unexpected. They are all apparently in a state of stasis. That means I can push the problem back for now. They have been in stasis for a few million years. What do a few hours or days more? At the moment I have more important things to do.
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Back to the attacking force
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"Sergeant, what is that?" one of the soldiers asked her commanding officer as she pointed to the structure the rock slide had exposed.
"CONCENTRATION SOLDIER!" He barked back while killing a Jaffa with a targeted plasma shot.
The soldier did not answer but simply threw a grenade into a group of Jaffa who had been hiding behind a piece of rubble. Seconds later only ashes were left. The grenade had completely disintegrated them.
The fight ended a few minutes later when a very loud voice was heard over the entire city.
"YOUR GOD IS DEAD! LAY DOWN YOUR WEAPONS AND LIVE OR FIGHT AND DIE!"
The search for the source of the voice revealed a Sinlontarra hovering over the city, projecting a monitor below it, showing a video of Goa'uld Amset being killed.
The reaction came immediately. Most of the Jaffa present dropped their weapons after seeing on the holographic screens how their god was being crushed by someone, as if he were just a disgusting cockroach. Only the fanatical followers fought on. But these were overwhelmed very soon.
The rest of Jaffa were captured and interrogated. Something interesting came out of it. They were loyal to their master to a degree. Yet, for some time now, they had silent doubts about their master. Because the number of almost absurd commands has been increasing significantly lately. Just as his forgetfulness increased. At times it was so extreme that he called a Jaffa to give him an order that he had already forgotten about it when the Jaffa joined him.
Several times he had ordered to attack far larger ships, while he himself only sat in an Al`kesh. How he managed to get out there with his life was a miracle. It had even been his own ships a few times he had attacked.
In other words. This so-called God has long lost his sanity.
While the interrogations were still ongoing, Admiral Malirth contacted Anoth to teach him about the progress and to announce the finding of the Troy class.
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to Anoth
Aboard the Ravager in Earth orbit.
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During the conversation with the Greengrass family as well as with Xenophilius, Anoth found out that the Seraphim were no strangers to the wizards. Even if they knew them under a different name. They were referred to by them as the Celestials and were almost worshiped like gods.
Something that annoyed Anoth a little, but he could not really avoid it. This happened quite often, especially among primitive people. Show them some hocus-pocus and you're a god. Well, maybe that was a bit overdone. But it happened quite often. For Anoth's taste a little too often.
He did not look at himself as a god. He made mistakes. He was not infallible. He could also be killed. Granted he always came back. Nevertheless, the factor remained.
Anyway. It made things a little easier. Even though he didn't really like it.
Here, however, he was more specifically considered the source of all magical beings. Looking back, that might even be true. Anoth already lived billions of years and he was quite a frequent on Terra during the Alteran era. So far-fetched these views were not.
"Where exactly are we here?" This question came from Lord Greengrass.
"We are currently on the Ravager, a Seraphimian Aurora class spaceship, currently orbiting Terra, or Earth, as you call the planet." Then Anoth remembered something. "Should not we get the others here too?"
"That would not be a bad idea." said Lord Greengrass.
"So, who do we have to get there?"
"There's Ted Tonks and Andromeda Tonks, Nymphadora's parents, then there's Augusta Longbottom, Alice and Frank Longbottom have been laying in St. Mungos for some time."
"St. Mungo's?"
"The magic hospital."
"Aha. And they are there because of what?"
"Cruciatus exposure to the extreme. They are in an coma." Anoth knew what the Cruciatus was because of the knowledge from both Moody and Dungus.
"What about Harry?"
"His parents are dead."
"Oh." Anoth sank into his thoughts. "Neville's parents are in St. Mungo's because of brain damage." Anoth had addressed this to herself more than to one of those present. Anoth had gotten up and started pacing the infirmary while talking to himself. "I have the necessary technology here and also the staff who are familiar with such injury patterns. Maybe ..." Anoth stopped. "Yes, that would work." Anoth turned to Lord Greengrass. "Where is St. Mungos?"
"In London."
A short time later, right in front of them, was a holographic screen with a satellite view of London. She filled in the street names with a street map stolen by Miana. On the satellite image, which was generated by the sensors of the ship, everything was visible. The Hidden Magical Society included. The sensors could easily see through the spells they were hiding. Something that also struck Lord Greengrass. Because he was able to quickly find St. Mungos on the map. The sensors were strong enough to read even from high altitudes the newspaper that was at the same time red by someone who was sitting in a café on the table. In the case of buildings protected by magic, the picture was a bit blurry but still easily recognizable. He could even spot the Greengrass Villa in the picture. Even though the disturbances were much stronger there, which was probably due to the Fidelius magic that lay on the building.
Lord Greengrass needed only seconds to point to the right building.
"Anoth to Miana." Anoth said in the intercom.
"I hear you." the familiar voice came back.
"I have a job for you."
As Anoth turned, he still heard as Lord Greengrass asked, "What is a Seraphimian Aurora class?" Anoth sighed. He still had a lot to teach them.
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So that's it for this chapter.
In the next:
Miana arrives at St. Mungo's and discovers a surprise nobody really expected.