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Cylon Battle group Basestar 113
The Cylon battle group of 3 Base stars and 200 raiders slowly closed on the debris field from 3 different vectors of approach hoping to entrap their quarry unaware, however the EM interference continued to make real-time communication almost impossible to maintain without using boosted signals, which would surely alert they're prey something was amiss. On board Base star 113 a number 9 model Sharon Valerie stood in the amber hued room that acted as this ships main control center eagerly awaiting her moment of triumph. It was no secret that she and the number 6 model didn't get along. It was also common knowledge they both differed on their approach toward finishing off the humans. Six who preferred misinformation and subterfuge through her pet Baltar. While the number 9 Sharon preferred a direct assault, neither strategy had yielded success. Now as the strike force closed on the coordinates of the ship known as Ruben James number 9 furrowed her brow in confusion. Strange she thought we should be receiving data link information from our forward most elements, yet there's nothing on the scanners except the debris field from the first ship. Turning toward a Centurion manning a sensor station she stated firmly. "Centurion confirm the location of the intercepted signal."
"Coordinates confirmed." the Centurion immediately answered in its metallic monotone voice, if it had taken offense to the Sharon models harsh tone of voice it gave no outward appearance. "The transmission originated from this region of space."
"Frack!" number nine replied irritably. "One of our raiders would have detected the ship if it fled the area." Number 9 Sharon model sighed in frustration, there should have been a ship at these coordinates yet their passive sensors showed nothing except empty space and the debris field, and the Centurion had confirmed these were the exact coordinates.
"What's the status of the rest of the assault force?" she asked bringing her attention back to the matter at hand. It wouldn't accomplish anything to get impatient and distracted, those were human traits she was a Cylon doing Gods work, all she had to do was be patient and steadfast in her duty and she would be rewarded.
"All raiders are in position. Base stars 093 and 112 also report ready." the Centurion answered.
"Which Element is closest to the Debris field?" the Sharon model asked.
"Scout unit 04 comprising of 20 raiders lead by raider 3659."
USS Ruben James
"What the Hell is this?" the lidar operator asked himself adjusting his controls to enhance the resolution on his display. What he saw sent a chill down his spine. "Sir?" the crewman called out.
"What have you got?" the ships XO Lt.Cmdr Charlie McIntyre said coming to the crewman's side.
"Multiple contacts bearing 117 mark 312 on an intercept course, size and speed indicate some sort of fighters, no silhouettes yet sir." the lidar operator reported professionally.
"Any indication of Counter detection?" The XO asked.
"Nothing that I can tell with only passive scans sir, but I've detected no focused EM emissions, no focused laser emissions and no comm. chatter, nothing to indicate they've detected us sir." the lidar operator reported. Just as he was about continue, his console beeped demanding his attention.
"Sir another group of contacts on an intercept course coming from astern."
"How many?" XO demanded
"20+ inbound sir."
"Shit!" The XO quietly cursed to himself before turning to the Air Force flight operations officer.
"Major what's the status of the SAR birds?" the XO asked.
"Echo's 3 and 4 are still conducting their search within the densest part of the debris field sir, should I contact them and have them return to the barn?"
"Proceed Major." the XO said.
"Aye sir." the flight operations officer said before turning back to his radio to signal echo's 3 and 4.
The XO walked to the nearest wall mounted phone, picking it up he dialed up the code for the Captains stateroom/office and waited. On the second ring he got an answer.
"This is the Captain." the voice on the other end of the phone spoke up.
"Sir it's the XO we have a situation developing and we need you on the bridge ASAP sir." the XO reported tensely.
"What's up Charlie?" the Captain asked noting the tension in his XO's voice.
"What you were afraid of sir." The XO responded. There was the hint of the briefest pause before the captain responded.
"I'm on my way." the words had barely left his mouth before the line went dead. 20 seconds later the captain arrived on the bridge.
"Status?" the Captain asked as he arrived on the Bridge.
His XO didn't miss a beat "Captain we have multiple inbounds most probably fighters on an intercept course approaching from our bow and stern. On your orders I recalled our SAR birds and summoned you immediately." His XO reported.
"Good Job XO." the captain said. Just as he was about to issue orders he was interrupted by the lidar operator.
"LIDAR CONTACTS! 2 more groups of bandits inbound coming in on an intercept vector; 1 from our starboard the other to Port." the Lidar operator reported.
"How many?" the Captain asked.
"I tally 30 from the group to starboard and 20 from the group to port sir."
Captain Reynolds took a moment to think. The Ruben James was surrounded with no chance of escaping even with her Active and Passive stealth system; eventually one of those fighters would get a weak but solid return. The captain had his suspicions that this had been a baited ambush and now that suspicion had proven correct.
"Do we have a silhouette yet?" Captain Reynolds asked.
"just receiving a silhouette profile from the first group sir." the lidar operator reported. A scimitar crescent shaped fighter appeared on his display, which he immediately ran through the ships database hoping to find a match. Less than 5 seconds later he got one.
"Sir the inbound fighters match the silhouette profile of the hostiles that attacked the 51st a few days ago sir." the lidar operator reported.
"Understood." the Capt. Said while he studied his main tactical display. In truth he didn't see any way to avoid a fight so his mind shifted gears, analyzing the tactical situation. Captain Reynolds calculated his options for a maximum effect strike, He had no doubt that their intention was hostile; their approach vector coupled with their large numbers assured that. However the odds were against the 'James' when dealing with the overwhelming numbers of the incoming fighters. They'll probably hit us in waves the Captain thought. This means what we're seeing now is only the first wave meant to flush us out; the second wave will then herd us to a specific location. Then they'll either send a third wave to cripple us or Some sort of Mother ship to close the net, we'll have exhausted our ordinance by then and have taken serious casualties, we'll be overwhelmed by shear numbers. The Captain admitted to himself. After a few moments of thought an idea hit the captain, it was bold and daring but it just might be the only thing to save the Ruben James, they had to act fast.
"Tactical shift lidar from passive to tracking mode, I want firing solutions on those hostiles." Captain Reynolds ordered.
"Aye Aye sir. Shifting to tracking mode now."
"Helm set course for the densest part of the debris field ahead one quarter." Captain Reynolds ordered.
"Aye sir, ahead one quarter." the helmsman responded. In space Ruben James's engines flared thrusting the ship forward heading into the densest part of the debris field, her sensitive lidar/radar systems tracking the multiple Cylon fighters hunting her. She would use the cover from her lost sister to hide until she recovered her birds.
"Major direct a highly focused laser link transmission to Echo's 3 and 4, and give them rendezvous coordinates, we're going to have move fast because those fighters will be on us not long afterwards. The Capt. ordered.
"Yes sir." the flight operations officer replied as he moved to comply with the captains orders.
"XO." the captain said getting his XO's attention motioning the XO to follow him. Both men came to the rear of the bridge to stand near the main navigational display chart. "This is our current position." the captain noted drawing a small dot within the 3D view of the Gettysburg debris field. "As you know the enemy is bearing down on us from all directions." The Captain continued as he drew four groups of red dots on either side with Red arrows pointing towards the James. "I'm sure you've analyzed the tactical situation by now." The Capt. said. It wasn't a question for him; Charlie McIntyre was as sharp as they came.
"I have sir." The XO replied. "We can't take em, they'll simply swamp us with numbers."
"Exactly." The captain confirmed. 'Which is why we have to high tail it out of here and the only way to do that is to hit these guys hard and fade into the asteroid belt, here." the captain drew a line from Ruben James's current position into the asteroid belt.
"It's risky sir." The XO said not liking the odds. "But I don't see any alternatives."
"I have an idea to increase those odds." the Captain said giving his xo a thin smile. "Do you remember the 'Roadrunners' we were testing?
The XO gave the captain the biggest shit eating grin he'd ever seen. Picking up on the sudden change of mood the captain continued. "We drop one off shortly after we pick up the SAR birds. Then we shift the 'Jame's' attitude above the debris field, hopefully once these guys detect the decoy they'll bore straight in like a pack of blood hounds thinking they've spooked their fox. Once their within range we light em up with everything we got, we then drop another Roadrunner programmed with an evasive course away from the battle while we stealth and make a silent run for the asteroid field."
"With luck they'll see the high speed decoy and think its us running away." the XO observed catching on.
With Luck." the captain confirmed solemnly.
"Sir Echo's 3 and 4 are 200 kilometers off our starboard bow and closing." the Lidar operator reported just as more info scrolled across his screen. "Sir the lead group of bandits have gone active with their scanners, Its some form of Radar sir."
"Recover the birds and notify me when they're onboard." the Capt ordered.
"Yes sir." the flight operations officer replied.
Echo's 3 and 4 closed in the coordinates supplied to them by the direct laser link communiqué from Ruben James. The Copilots had spotted the 'James' when they had come within visual range. Slowly; Ruben Jame's primary airlock cycled open and admitted the two ISSAPC's then swiftly cycled closed, the whole process had taken only 3 minutes, unfortunately that was more than enough.
Basestar 113
"What do we have here?" the number 9 Sharon asked herself as she studied the main Dradis console in front of her. It showed a very weak return from 04's active dradis display but it confirmed in the Cylons mind that there was indeed a ship there and it was using the debris field from its lost sister ship to conceal its position, very cleaver.
"Order all raiders into the debris field! Flush them out! Then have the second wave on standby." The Sharon model said.
"By your command." the Centurion replied as it carried out her orders.
In space every Cylon Raider within the first wave went active with their dradis sensors and hit their turbos to max arming their weapons as they went. Scout group 04 led by raider 3659 led the charge supported by the 30 Raiders of group 03 coming from the opposite direction, both groups entered the Range of Ruben James's guns at exactly the same moment.
USS Ruben James
"Status?" the captain asked calmly.
"We're in position sir." the ships helmsman answered.
"Roadrunner 1 is on station awaiting activation sir." the XO responded.
"XO activate the decoy." the captain ordered.
"Aye sir, standby." the XO trailed off "Roadrunner is transmitting sir."
Come on you sons of bitches take the bait! The captain said under his breath hoping they fell for it. After a few moments he got his answer.
"Its working!" the lidar operator exclaimed "they've shifted their course on a direct attack vector with the Roadrunner!"
"Bandits have reached optimal firing range sir, I have firing solutions on both groups."
This is where it gets interesting the Captain thought to himself. "Lidar; light em up! Helm; swing us 90 degrees to port ahead 1/3! ECM; initiate full spectrum jamming!"
"Ninety degrees to port Aye, Aye Sir!" the helmsman responded
"Full spectrum jamming initiated." the ECM officer reported.
"Forward Phalanx anti-fighter missiles will concentrating on our targets to port, rear mounted tubes concentrating on targets to starboard! All Pulse laser turrets are on standby 'sky eye' rail guns have been tied to the AEGIS system sir."
"Very well." the captain acknowledged." Firing point Procedures!"
"Firing point procedures aye!" The weapons officer responded.
"Launch AFM's!"
The Nemesis II stealth destroyer suddenly came to life slamming the raiders that had been hunting her with high powered Phased Radar and Lidar energy. Her bow swung 90 to degrees to her port side bringing her massive armament to bear on the leading Cylon raiders in a broadside manner. Her Electronic counter measures came to life blaring noise on every radio and radar frequency.
Shortly afterwards Spartan space to space Anti-fighter missiles were shot from their tubes one by one before engaging their hydrogen hyper scramjet engines and accelerating to insane speeds as they acquired their targets. They covered the 1800km to their targets within seconds. The Cylons never knew what hit them.
Of the 20 Raiders led by 3659 eleven of them were destroyed outright, 3659 ordered his squadron to initiate evasive maneuvers only to find the static flooding the net that linked him to his squadron. The situation was much the same with group 03 as they ran head first into a wall of Spartan space to space missiles, thinning their original number of 30 to 19. Group 03 broke formation in an evasive pattern trying to dodge a second wave of missiles inbound. As before with the battle with the 51st, the Cylons attempted to jam the guidance system of the Spartan missiles believing that the guidance system was similar to what the Colonials used on their missiles. Unfortunately for the Cylons they had never encountered a missile with a blue laser guidance system that was totally immune to their jamming. The results were spectacular as the missiles dove unerringly into their targets, reducing their numbers even further.
"Report." The Captain demanded as he studied his tactical display.
"We've hurt em sir." the weapons officer reported. "Reading only 10 fighters left in group 2."
"What's the status of group 1?" The Captain asked.
"They've reformed into three flights of 3 a piece attempting to flank us sir!" the Lidar operator reported.
"Sir Group 2 is reforming in a similar manner!" the weapons officer reported "they're scattering into flights of 3 attempting to hit us from all angles!"
Damnit! The captain thought they're spreading out trying to reduce the effectiveness of our concentrated fire buying time for their friend to arrive!
What's the status of groups 3 and 4?" the Captain asked.
4000km and 4400km respectively and coming in like a bat out of hell sir!" the lidar operator reported.
"Sir several enemy bandits have reached the 1000km threshold!' the weapons officer reported. "Sky Eye's engaging!"
6 Cylon raiders had reformed themselves into 2 flights of 3 attempting to Hit Ruben James from her Port quarter. Just as the Raiders hit 850 KM range 6 quad mounted Sky Eye Rail guns swung about and acquired their targets and unleashed their deadly ordinance. 2 raiders quickly fell to the depleted uranium rounds the other 4 fired off their missiles before retreating in an evasive pattern. Before they could make it to safety however 2 more raiders fell to the deadly accurate fire.
"VAMPIRE, VAMPIRE, VAMPIRE! The Lidar operator shouted. "15 plus Missiles inbound!"
"Point defense Free!' The XO shouted.
"Bow up 10 degrees!" the Captain ordered. "All ahead 2/3."
Ruben James's bow rose up 10degrees giving her quad mounted Rail guns a better angle to fire on the incoming missiles. 4 Of the Sky Eye rail gun turrets ceased tracking the Cylons to home in on the missiles instead. The Rail guns fired, knocking down 4 of the missiles in their first salvo. The guns continuously readjusted themselves to maintain their solutions knocking 9 more out of the sky. Unfortunately they didn't stop them all.
The deck rocked heavily to starboard knocking several crewmen to the deck, the electric feedback caused several consoles and circuit breakers to spark but fortunately none exploded.
"Damage Report." The Capt. Ordered.
"We've taken hits amidships port side Captain." The XO replied after a few moments. "We have skin penetration of the Radar Absorbent Materials, No hull breach.
"Casualties?" the captain asked.
"None reported yet sir, but 7 people were in that section sir." The DCO damage control officer spoke for the first time.
"Acknowledged." The captain replied pushing his feelings aside.
"Captain, the third group of hostiles is 3000KM and continuing to close."
"Weps, Primary Batteries Fire at will!"
Ruben James was of a new bread of ship equipped with Pulse laser turrets. These turrets had initially been intended to replace the Phalanx missile tubes on all US warships but as with anything brand new it never quite worked out that way. The Cannons themselves had a maximum Range of 10,000KM against enemy capital ships, but something a nimble as a fighter reduced their effective range to about 3000KM. Currently Ruben James's 2 aft dual mounted Pulse Cannons swung about to acquire the 30 raiders 3000Km away and closing. The Laser target designators flawlessly acquiring their targets before the Cannons released their deadly energy turning more raiders into nothing more than exploding balls of plasma.
Basestar 113
"Centurion Report." The Sharon Valerie model commanded.
"Our Raiders are encountering heavy resistance; all 4 forward groups are now heavily engaged and taking heavy losses." The Drone intoned emotionlessly. "The enemy ship is proving more formidable than was first believed."
"Have the raiders pinpointed any weakness within the ships defenses?" the Sharon model asked.
"Negative." The Centurion began. "The ship boasts impressive ECM capabilities in addition to highly accurate small caliber Rail guns. We have been unable to identify their primary weapon at this time. Our raiders have thus fare been unable to cause significant damage in return."
The Sharon Valerie model left the side of the centurion moving towards her main dradis display noting she didn't have the commanding view of the battle she expected to have. The enemy ships ECM capability was impressive, far more impressive than anything the Colonials ever had which lent some credence to number six's theory they were from the 13th tribe. The technology they were facing was unlike anything they'd face previously. A Stealth Ship that possessed Rapid fire low caliber rail guns, heavy anti-fighter missile batteries and another weapon that couldn't be identified. No, the Colonials didn't have this kind of technology.
"Status of the Second wave?" The Sharon model asked.
An additional 100 raiders are enroot to the battle; they are currently 5,000KM from the Battle and closing in to envelope the enemy."
"Excellent. Have the first wave press their attack that will give the second wave all the time it needs and have Base Star 112 there to provide support." the Sharon Model Ordered.
"By your command."
USS Ruben James
Report status!" the captain had barely managed to gasp out. The acrid smoke coming from several damaged consoles made it difficult to breathe let alone speak. The Ruben James had been fighting a running battle against the unknown bandits and their freshly arriving reinforcements for the past twenty minutes, thinning their numbers considerably.
But No matter how many they destroyed or damaged they still kept coming, relentlessly trading their lives to score a direct hit. Several of the Bandits had even managed to mount strafing runs with their guns and the Damage to Ruben James was mounting.
"We have fires in the main hanger bay!" the XO shouted. "Fire suppressors are down but damage control and firefighter teams are responding.
"Get that fire under control XO if it ignites the APC's fuel stores it'll severely hinder our ability to defend the ship." The Captain. Countered.
"More Bandits inbound!" the Lidar operator reported.
"How many?" the Captain asked dreading the answer.
"Another 30 sir." The operator reported. 6000km astern closing fast."
So far Ruben James had managed to fend off 2 waves of enemy bandits at the cost of heavy damage. The arrival of another 30 raiders in addition to the 70 they were currently dueling with would be too much for the ship to handle.
"Captain I have another contact 20,000KM." The Lidar operator responded. "It's a big son of a bitch too sir, 2500m in length. And it's parked directly in our flight path."
"Where is it?" the captain asked.
The XO studied his display then looked sharply with a grimace. "Right where we need to go sir. I think those SOBs just figured out what we had in mind!"
"Load forward VLS tubes with anti-ship and prepare to bring the forward cannons to bear." The Captain Ordered. "Helm all ahead full!" the Capt. Shouted.
"Anti-ship ordinance loaded sir." The ships weapons officer stated
"All ahead full Helm Aye!
"Weps, concentrate fire on the group of Bandits forward. We have to punch our way out of this rat trap!" the XO ordered.
The Engines of Ruben James Flared to their fullest accelerating the Ship forward with unheard of acceleration, catching her antagonists completely off guard. The Cylons had never seen a ship capable of that kind of acceleration. Unlike her older counterparts Ruben James didn't just support a new power plant run off the Suel Fuel. The ship also possessed a revolutionary hybrid drive system; the 1st generation gravitic drives were reversed engineered from captured Chig technology in addition toa newgeneration cold plasma drives specifically engineered for the Nemesis 2's and a future follow on Cruiser type.
Right now those engines were proving they were worth the massive cost overruns accelerating Ruben James away from her swarming antagonists.
Capt. 10 bandits dead ahead trying to keep pace with us." The weapons officer reported.
"Weps, I want those ships out of my sky!" the Captain responded.
"Aye sir." The weapons officer responded moving to do just that.
"Status of the bandits to our rear?" the Captain asked
"Loosing ground captain, 2,600 km and falling back." The XO reported "I believe we caught them flatfooted sir!"
"Not a chance a Charlie." The Captain said. "They've done their purpose herding us to their mother ship."
Captain the enemy ship is 7000KM dead ahead." The Lidar operator reported.
"Very well." The captain responded. "Weps wait until we're 4000 KM from the target the light them up with the forward batteries, hold the Anti-ship missiles for now."
The Sky Eye rail guns acquired the last of the Cylon raiders as they made their attack run on the 'James' the guns swatting them out of the sky before they had a chance to unleash their deadly ordinance. Once clear of the Raiders the ship continued to close the distance with the Base star at max speed. At exactly 4000 Kilometers her 2 forward dual mounted Raytheon/Otto malera pulse Laser turrets acquired the lead base ship and fired full powered charges of deadly energy.
The first volley of Pulse laser shots stuck the Base star at one of its lower protruding legs causing extensive damage but prevented from breaching the hull by the incredibly think Cylon Armor. A second Volley of laser pulse's connected with the Base Stars main fighter bay just as it was launching several squadrons of raiders. The resulting explosion destroyed the outbound Raiders and caused serious internal damage . In response the Base Star launched missiles at the incoming destroyer.
"VAMPIRE, VAMPIRE, VAMPIRE!" Blared out over the ships loudspeaker as the lidar operator tracked a dozen inbound missiles launched form the Mother ship.
"Tracking 12 inbounds missiles 1800Km distance and Closing." The Lidar operator reported.
"AEGIS system tracking and engaging." The Weapons officer reported. In space the Sky Eye rail guns swung forward and unleashed a steady flow of depleted uranium rounds at the incoming missiles. Ten of the incoming missiles were intercept however 2 got through the Ruben James point defense, 1 striking the ship on her forward bow the other just missing the command tower by 2 meters and striking one of the Sky Eye rail gun mounts.
The Ship rocked hard to starboard tossing Captain Reynolds to the Deck. He'd just managed to pick himself back up before being tossed to the deck again by the second missile impact.
"Damage Report!" the Captain barked picking himself up off the deck.
"Hull breach deck 3, section C we've taken damage to the forward port ram scoop. Rail Turret number 7 is out of action!" the DCO reported.
"Return Fire all forward batteries; Concentrate your fire on the Mother Ships missile launchers." The Captain ordered. "Lidar?"
"Yes Captain?" The Lidar operator responded.
"Find that ships Reactor." The Captain ordered. Then turning his attention to his XO "Prepare for a full lateral run against the Mother ship. We'll hit her with every thing we got in a broadside. The make a full speed run into the Asteroid belt once we're past her.
"Captain is it wise to trade broadsides with a ship 10x our size and 20x our mass?" the XO asked.
"No its not." The Captain said. "But we have little choice."
"What about the pursuing bandits?" the XO asked.
"I've a got a plan to deal with them." The captain said with a devilish grin. "Xo at this time I am authorizing the Use of tactical Nukes. Make ready a sixty megaton warhead and prepare to drop it in our wake." The Captain ordered.
"Yes sir." The XO said obviously liking the plan.
"Captain I have the Reactor." The Lidar operator reported. "It's in thecenter of the damn thing and protected by the thickest layers of armor sir."
"Weps that's your target." The Captain said "Throw everything you've got at it!" the Captain shouted. "All ahead full! Bow down 7 degrees starboard….Hang on people!"
Ruben James Fired her 4 anti-ship missiles at the same time she accelerated toward the Cylon Base star a full speed. With her bow angled starboard and "down" ward at a 7degree angle as she maneuvered. This allowed her to bring every one of Pulse laser batteries fore and aft as well as her port Rail Guns to bear on the Base Star. Of the 4 missiles launched from Ruben James 2 were intercepted from Point Defense fire from the Base Star, the other 2 bore through the thick armor with their Titanium deep penetrator warheads before exploding; causing a breach in the hull.
3 seconds later another volley of laser pulse batteries and 20mm rail gun rounds added their power causing even more spectacular damage. One of the Rail gun rounds had even managed to destroy a coolant tank that supplied coolant to the main reactor; as a result pressure began to mount.
The Base Star returned fire with more missiles however they simply bounced off the Ruben James's hull breaking up on impact. With the "James's" rapid acceleration she had managed to close the distance before the warheads on the missiles had a chance to arm themselves.
"Captain Reading massive damage to enemy vessel." The Lidar operator reported. "Her reactor's about to go." No sooner had the Lidar operator spoken those words secondary explosions from within the Base Stars racked the hull. One such explosion had even blown off one of the protruding arms clear of the main body. The base Star began to list badly to port before a Final blinding flash erupted destroying the Base star and sending debris in all directions.
"Excellent work people!" the captain exclaimed in delight. "But we still have those pursuing bandits." Then turning to his XO "Charlie you have the honors." The captain said.
"Thank you sir." The XO said appreciating the gesture of confidence by the captain. "Weps drop the nuke in our wake and prepare for Radio detonation." The XO ordered.
"Nuke is armed ready to drop on your command sir." The Weapons officer replied.
"Drop the nuke." The Xo ordered.
One of Ruben James's forward VLS mounts opened and ejected the nuclear ordinance that settled perfectly along the "James' flight path as she sped away. The nukes RAM(Radar absorbant Material)was almost as good as the RAM of the Ruben James, but not quite. However it didn't matter as the Cylons were still unable to see the device until it was too late.
On a remote detonation signal from the Ruben James the Nuke exploded taking 60 Cylons raiders with it.
"Bandits neutralized sir." The Lidar operator reported.
"Very well." The Captain began. "Make ready another Roadrunner decoy. Have it assume an evasive course through out the asteroid belt"
"Uh Captain weren't we going to use the Asteroid belt as cover until we could make repairs?" the XO asked.
"That was the plan XO, but who ever these guys are probably figured that's exactly what we'd do." The Captain began. "This means we need to change things up a little."
Both men again moved to the Navigation display chart where the Captain outlined his new plan.
"We'll use the asteroid belt to cover our movements to this gas giant hear." The Captain said drawing a line to a gas giant planet with several moons orbiting it. "We'll hide on the dark side of one of the moons till we can make repairs, then we'll link back up with the Saratoga Battle group." The Captain said explaining his plan."
"It's a solid plan sir." The XO acknowledged.
"Roadrunner decoy ready sir." The Weapons officer responded.
"Launch the Decoy." The Captain ordered. "All hands initiate full EMCOM procedures."
Another Decoy left the body of Ruben James shortly before her powerful passive and Active stealth systems reengaged, rendering the Ship invisible from prying eyes as she maneuvered through the asteroid belt to safety.
Basestar 113
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CANT RAISE THEM! The Number nine Sharon copy yelled out at the top of her lungs.
"All transmissions from Base Star 112 ceased 5 Caprican minutes ago." The Drone informed in its metallic monotone voice. "All attempts at communication have failed."
"And our Raider squadrons!" she asked slightly more calm.
"All transmissions from our pursuing squadrons ceased 2 Caprican minutes after loosing contact with the Base star." The drone informed.
"And the Ship?" the Sharon model asked letting the anger creep back into her voice.
"Unknown at this time." Was the Centurions only reply.
'You're telling me that this 1 little ship was able to out fight and out smart a Superior Cylon Force!" the Sharon model asked through clenched teeth.
"Affirmative."
The Shocked look on the Sharon's Face was utterly priceless
Ruben James maneuvered past Various Asteroids in the Asteroid field, with her stealth systems at full power. Slowly ever so slowly Ruben James approached her intended destination; a moon orbiting a gas giant and a date with destiny.