Lifetime of War
Chapter 6: B7R
Republic Priority One Strategic Space, Area B7R... a.k.a. The Round Table. Directly bordered the Republic's core and mid-colony worlds. All pilots were on an equal footing fighting under the same conditions. No affiliations or rank to hinder them. Ships from all species crisscrossed that system to gain glory in pursuit of area superiority. The only rule was to survive.
With nine inhabitable planets and two asteroid belts circling them it had long been a symbol of the Republic's political, military, and industrial might. In short; the one system that the Humans were dedicated to protecting at all costs. If our armadas could break through here it would be a clear path Earth itself.
Our armadas were over-stretched and our battle fatigued troops were still fighting Human militias on some of the first worlds we took. Not to mention we were now assaulting the industrial heart of the Human Republic. I had planned for this- it was my job after all.
Two months prior, military-industrial sectors had kicked into over-drive and began producing weapons of war at a rate never before scene. Recruitment still sky-rocketed, support for our troops was universal, everyone wanted to become a hero by fighting those 'deadly, barbaric, and warlike Humans.' Finally I made our generals free up as many ships, soldiers, and supplies as possible for this one assault.
Almost everything we had would be thrown into this single offensive. If I chose to wait until all planets were secure, the Humans would certainly build up armadas of their own and counter-attack. But up until now nearly everything had been fine and the humans couldn't stand up to our military strength.