Hey guys first off i will be making two chapters dedicated to the Pegasus and the Galactica as soon as i finish the big battle im thinking either 1 or 2 more chapters before i wrap it up one way or another feel free to pm me or join the Battlestar UNSC facebook messenger group i created under the name of this story Battlestar UNSC. and without further ado into the story
0214 hours November 2 2552 (Military Calendar)
Scorpia
UNSC Artemis
Commander John Hook watched the Radar filled with red Cylon ships and Blue UNSC and Colonial ships. The battle had been raging for nearly a day without reprieve. John watched as the forty eight Longswords and Broadswords that made up the offensive air wing of his ship returned after their ninth sortie.
As the fighters approached they sent an individual status report of their craft's status so the deck crew could better resupply and repair any damage they may have sustained. Skimming over them John saw as typical they were almost or completely empty on everything, even their mines as he had noticed they would lure raiders and cylon vipers into chasing them and they would run headlong into a high speed minefield.
Looking over the fighting going on all over the sector Hook knew UNSC ships did not carry enough munitions for this level of fighting. The Able had fired off the eighth and last MAC, the same went for the Rushmore a few hours ago…with a flash from Colossus marking her last MAC. most of the UNSC ships had shifted over to their missiles and autocannons.
"Artemis Actual this is Able actually we are depleted on all munitions we are coming in for resupply." came Brians tired voice
"Understood Able, we will be ready for you." Hook called back to him.
The Colonials with the ability to manufacture ammunition on board their battlestars were doing much better occasionally the smaller ships as their lockers ran dry would sail to a battlestar not currently overrun and would dock ammo would be cross loaded and they would return a few minutes later into the fighting.
Shifting his gaze over to the small group of colonial support freighters and foundry ships surrounding him. He sent a message to the freighters to unload the MAC rounds they had produced so far and have raptors ready for a reload of UNSC ships as they arrived.
Sending word down to the four Albatross cargo dropships to preposition Archer pod reloads in nearby space to quicken the turn around the Able and other UNSC ships as they arrived.
As the Artemis air wing finished re-arming and refueling Hook calls down to the flight leader Lieutenant Colonel Harly Smith "Colonel Smith I want your squadrons to relieve UNSC ships so they can rearm here. We can't afford to just withdraw to resupply so it's up to your men and women to hold the lines till the ships return."
"Understood SIr" Harly said, the snarl on her lips ringing in her voice as her Longsword launched, followed by the others "We will head to the Able's position first since she is already on the move."
The next two hours see the eleven surviving UNSC ships resupply and start pushing the enemy back with their restocked magazines.
Commander Hood's eyes swept the battlespace and catching sight of the very center of their formation a wicked grin spreads on his face as he calls down to the pilot of the only Londsword that had been fitted with a Colonial FTL drive "Major Chandler Williams"
The Major assisting in the last of the repairs to his ship answered "Yes sir"
"We are still drastically outnumbered. And we are loosing colonial ships faster then we are destroying Cylons"Hood said frustration creeping into his voice "those machine fucks can afford these losses, we can't. So I'm authorizing the use and deployment of the last Covenant Antimatter device and I want your bird to deliver it to the heart of their fleet."
Hearing the Commander's words a huge grin spreads across William's face. "Yes sir." was all he had to say.
Using the second and last covenant antimatter bomb was a gamble and a loss. Under near constant study the device was discovered to contain nearly a half pound of individual vacuum sealed antimatter atoms with a destructive yield around three hundred megatons the bomb was nearly the size of a M9 Wolverine.
Thirty minutes later technicians were rapping up the final touches on the improvised release mechanism under the body of his Longsword held suspended in air with the massive explosive carried underneath.
Looking over the radar of the massed enemy fleet Williams saw the Commanders target in the heart of the cylon fleet thirty basestars surrounded by four dozen Colonial Battlestars and other warships.
After a brief tutorial on the handle to release the bomb Chandler was in the cockpit of his Longsword heading to a safe distance to activate the nicknamed FTL "blink" drive of the Colonials. With a blink of an eye the UNSC fighter disappears.
And reappears surrounded on all sides by Cylon Base ships. And is immediately fired upon. Chandler growls "Fuck! That was faster than I thought." as he guides his Longsword in evasive maneuvers as Cylon missiles continue to fire and zero in on his bird. He hits the release stud to drop the antimatter bomb.
Nothing happens.
"What the fuck!?" He slams his fist against the panel. As the bomb refuses to release. With every series of launches he triggers another series of countermeasures decoys, chaff and flares leading the missiles away from the wildly evading fighter.
With no weapons other than missiles the cylons launch a few raiders they had kept out of the massive wave when they first arrived.
Anger and desperation raging inside Chandler is suddenly replaced with calm acceptance as he activates his radio.
"Artemis, this is Major Williams. Weapon deployment is a failure." he says as he pulls the flight stick onto a collision path with a basestar. And activates the bomb's timer "tell the engineers next time to do better."
Before the Artemis can respond he turns his radio off and punches the drives beyond the redline and the heavy longsword jumps forward. As the massive cylon ship races towards him he hears in the back of his head a general announcement from the Artemis for all UNSC Colonial forces to withdraw immediately. But he tunes it out.
"Eat this you metal fucks.." Chandler closes his eyes …make it count
The Longsword doesn't have time to impact as the countdown hits 00 and the antimatter atoms individual vacuum bubbles disappear as the atoms of anti matter come into contact with normal matter and they destroy each other.
The Baseships and the Battlestars that formed the heart of the cylon armada didn't have time to react as the hurricane of annihilation washed over them adding to the destruction the mass of cylon operated colonial ships ranging from fifty year old Manticore corvettes to Beserk class assault carriers that were completed a few days after the fall by the cylons met their fate equally as the destruction passed over them.
The remaining crew of the Virgonese Carrier Queen Helena l drifting unable to maneuver with the shattered wreck of its engines sparking with random arcs of electricity, and the sixteen remaining Vipers of her airwing trying desperately to keep the cylons off her watched the unbelievable destruction approach and closed their eyes.
The destruction raced outward destroying cylons and unlucky humans as it went. Until it finally slowed and stopped. A massive empty hole in the center of the cylons fleet was all that remained.
The human cylon model 3 Jessica Biers on her Artemis class battlestar looked in horror at the massive hole that had claimed nearly seventy percent of the fleet. The cylons were now evenly matched for the human forces looking at the approaching UNSC ships just it time to see their massive MAC guns fire claiming ten Cylon Battlestars in a single blast she panicked putting her hand into the portable interface that linked her conscious to the cylon fleet "Jump now!"
With no Cylons of a higher rank then her to oppose her decision cylon ships and Raiders began to jump the Cylon Vipers lacking a FTL drive just turned toward open space and punched their throtels to full racing away from the planet and the human ships
The after action report compiled from all surviving Colonial and UNSC ships as well as recovered data computers from destroyed Colonial ships losses were tallied
Colonial losses
5 Battlestars destroyed 2 more heavily damaged
83 Berserk class assault carriers destroyed 21 with moderate to heavy damage
2 Atlas class carriers destroyed 3 heavily damaged
4 Adamant frigates destroyed 5 damaged
31 Firestars destroyed eight damnaged
7 Manticores destroyed, none survived…
2 Virgonese Carriers destroyed
4 Virgonese Heavy cruisers destroyed
1 UNSC Scholt class missile corvette destroyed
68,284 confirmed KIA 3,167 MIA presumed dead
Cylon losses
96 Baseships destroyed
47 Battlestars destroyed 8 fled
200 Berserks destroyed 93 fled
18 Atlas carriers destroyed 13 fled
14 Adamant frigates destroyed 26 fled
110 Manticore destroyed 80 fled
170 Minotaurs destroyed 80 fled
18 Heracles destroyed
Casualties unknown
Hey guys just so it's clear the cylon numbers of colonial ships are so high just in case anyone forgot they raided every ship depo and fleet storage the colonies had of reserve ships so I did take a lot of ships from BSG deadlock and fan stories to flush out both fleets.
So next up is the requested Galactica and Pegasus chapters 2 apiece before getting back to scorpia