Fleet Opening Mission: To Our Future

[Steve Malloway]

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IC:

STARBASE THRINACIA
Command Deck
1952 hours

The deck shook as a barrage of weapons fire struck through the Starbase, having the Admiral grip a railing to steady his balance. "Report!" He mustered, helping an Ensign off the floor, handing them some PADDs they had let slip.

"Shields around the Command Deck are down to 33% - they certainly know where to hit us, Admiral!" Came the start of a reply. "The Majesty has taken some hits, one Cardassian Galor has had it's weapon systems disabled, the others seem to be on a direct course for the Starbase, totally ignoring the Gateway!"

"Take out the Central Command and the prize becomes easier to grab - re-establish power transfer and plug as much to the shields, we'll opt for a better defence while the Fleet takes on offence." Steve ordered, jumping the rail as another shock ran through the deck, his feet not being on the plating luckily keeping him from missing the vibrants. "Send word to the Braveheart - I want her to keep a close eye on the Gateways protection too. Read out on the Cardassians?!"

"11 ships - 6 Keldon, 4 Galor, 1 Hideki Patrol. Still trying to get a fix on those Tachyon disturbances they showed up with, but they seem to be keeping to the outer perimeter." The Lieutenant replied, looking up and over at the Admiral as he approached, sweat clear across his brow.

"Nothing at all?" Steve pursed his lips in though as a small shake of the head from the Lieutenant confirmed. "Hmm... concentrate what you can on the sensors to it, but dont let down my defences-"

"Brace for incoming torpedoes!"

The Admiral looked over as the shout-out came through, within moments the deck shook dramatically and sparks flew out from consoles, whisps of smoke erupting from several as, among many others, the Admiral found himself thrown several meteres backwards to the deck. Winded, he stood up, flicking his entire arm outwards as if to fling the pain away. That matter would have to wait as he gritted his teeth somewhat. No-one threw torpedoes at his Starbase. "Tactical - full barrage of torpedoes at the lead Keldon, Fire!"

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