the Great Bastonian Empocracy (updated)

kola2134

KrankysFirebrand48
The warfleet began a shift as it moved at the battleline angle to close the distance, moving to within an effective mid engagement range of British forces. The light-responsive fire from the British mainly targeting the german forces allowed the advance with much damage or resistance as the line formed once more.

As the dim lights illuminated the combat bridge upon the flagship, Tapping, a rhythmic beat upon the armrest of the command chair. First the pinkey strikes down, followed by each finger, a repeating order. The calls began to ring into the bridge.
"Target acquisition acquired, weapons lined up on enemy cruisers for main battery salvo."
"Reports from battleship 'Po-khan' Spinal finished, entering targeting phase, acquisition to strike enemy reactor with precision shot, to eliminate enemy vessel from the line. Targetting has began."
"Reports from the other battleships, charging has completed on all vessels, beginning targeting of enemy warships."
"Physical batteries wont connect with fast-moving enemies, fill them with holes with speed."
As the Lance batteries that followed the spine of the Imperium warships aimed upon the british warships and began to build with energy, their glows shinning. And with the shimmer, the batteries unleashed at the british warships, looking to carve holes across them. The spinals finished a deadly glow of blue as they fired away, potent power behinid the shots aimed for the center of the larger british vessels as they streaked through space fast as the light. Estimated targetting data was taken off scans of british vessels following power buildups and going off physical observation as the bombardment let loose.

The fighters that closed in upon the british ones that moved to hide behind a corvette screen slowed the chace as the bombers they accompanied let the hatches drop open as anti ship rockets were let loose, highspeed high power missiles designed to chace lightly armoured vessels.

The hatches flew open again upon Imperium warships as another volley of missiles were released to fly through the void towards british vessels. But most likely resulting in innefective effect.

KrankysFirebrand48

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The cruise missiles reached ludicrous speeds as they accelerated towards the ID and CI cruiser vessels, shaking with just the sheer amount of raw energy spewing out their rears. The enemy warheads came their way. The hardlight shields threw a glistening white barrier in between the panelled body of the cruise missiles and the enemy warheads. The explosions shattered the shield in a burst of light and scorched the surface, knocking out various PD cannons and detection systems. One of the missile’s engines was hit and spun out of control, another had its inner systems gutted. Only a third missile remained.

The group of stealth destroyers and attack corvettes did not expect the enemy to focus so much firepower on them.
”Power to engines and get us away, target their thrusters. Attack corvettes push forward together with a missile volley here, and here.” the captain of one of the stealth destroyers said coldly as he pointed over a flat holographic map on the holotable. He looked concerned, seeing two whole ID cruisers turn after them with their smaller accompanying ships. The destroyers responded soon, tuning their devastating plasma weapons against the main engines of the dominion fleet as they were turning around. The ships’ plasma boosters turned on, elevating the heat signature of the stealth ships even further as they tried to make some distance with the ships they were engaging. Shots came in against the ships. They hit hardlight shields projecting themselves last second, breaking to shell into pieces of deadly shrapnel that dug into the armour. The inside of the ship was being thrown around with the dim lighting flickering. It came with reports of radiators being destroyed, leaks in the cooling system and weapons being blown off the hull. One of the stealth destroyers had been critically damaged already. The attack corvettes made a push forward together with a volley of missiles from the stealth destroyers, targeting the ships’ thrusters and targeting sensors.

On the other side of the battlefield the vanguard force received heavy fire. The cruiser and destroyers were being hammered as their frigate support did their best to provide supporting fire. The vanguard-force destroyer at the port side of the cruiser was gutted by the CI and ID weapons that were better adapted to the range. Projectiles and missiles slammed into its corroded and weathered hull, throwing around deadly pieces of metal and spalling that shredded systems and crew. The other destroyer on the starboard side was deeply penetrated by a CI spinal lance leaving it in a critical condition. However, due to the dominion’s apparent lack of protection against radiation jamming, the smaller PD corvette ships were seemingly very hard to hit with any significant heavy hitting weaponry. Most corvettes formed a protective screen, like a shield wall of point defence, behind the vanguard force, to be able to destroy the dominion bombers with overwhelming anti-fighter fire. The situation on the bridge was hectic as they were trying to keep track of all the GBE warship groups.
“Ma’am the enemy has launched what appears to be large strike craft.” a zoomed-in hologram appeared of the 3D rendition of the bombers as well as the live feed from the optics and sensor information tracking the craft. The commander selected a few friendly fighter squadrons on her user interface and moved them into an interception route. ”There. Send those fighters. Now I want to give details on our manoeuvring plan…”
2 squadrons of interceptors and 1 squadron of C-15 space-superiority fighters launched to intercept the ID strategic bombers while the other strike craft used their smart munitions to effectively defend against missiles and guided weaponry. As the CI bombers came in they were met with lock-ons from GBE missiles way before they could get within effective firing range for the corvettes. Long-range space superiority missiles were launched at them as multiple squadrons and interceptors and fighters stood in their way. Meanwhile, the escaping fleet passed around the horizon of Vulcan, slipping behind the denser parts of its atmosphere. There the damaged ships attached to dockyards and had repair ships came to their aid. Some ships had drones come and quickly insert more missiles into the launchers, or repair mechanical failures that had occurred during the heat of battle. The vanguard now turned around themselves under heavy fire and began their retreat too. However, the corvette screen and fighters remained to protect from fighter or missile strikes that went around the horizon. The majority of the defensive fleet sat somewhat low, in the upper atmosphere and made rather insignificant orbits to keep them from falling further such as orbiting “up” or “down”. The main fleet now made a series of movements that could only be described as peaking. The fleet would make short intermittent manoeuvres outwards so that they appeared just below the horizon in relation to the ID and CI fleet. They would then fire all their weapons in a gigantic volley before quickly diving down behind the planet again, shielding them from fire. This manoeuvre allowed for the fleet to have a small penalty to their overall cannon firepower while the enemy's firepower was reduced by magnitudes while wasting their munitions. In the case of continuous fire against the Bastonian ships, they would only have to deal with a small amount of said fire. In the case of enemy volleyed fire, the planetary, system and corvette sensors would simply warn them when each volley came in so that the Bastonian ships would wait until it had passed and then make their attack. In the case of missiles, the corvettes and fighters did their best to intercept them before they passed around the horizon. However, dockyards and ships in repair were under the protection of defence platforms that had not been destroyed in the opening of the battle due to not being targetable. If the enemy fleets moved sideways to get a firing angle upon the Bastonian ships or even stations, they would simply orbit further backwards to keep themselves below the horizon at all times.

Strike group Bravo, that being the group of reinforcements that were going toe-to-toe with the GSR armada were dancing around GSR fire, masterfully weaving between shells despite the colossal weight and size of their neosteel hulls. The extreme range at which they were engaged and the quality of engineering in which the cruisers were made spared them from annihilation against the vast German armada. The German fleet found that the main battery coilguns of the GBE navy were extremely deadly, causing high energy impacts coupled with thermonuclear detonations in a guided case. However, there were simply not enough of them to make any significant and lasting victories in the brawl. The strike group started moving backwards, creating even more distance and making the ships even more obnoxious to hit. When the GSR’s smaller weaponry got through the shielding they simply grazed the armour or dug into it, not getting very far. The Germans' heavy artillery was doing all the significant damage with very occasional hits. Due to the sheer amount of fire, one escort didn’t get full calculations on the volley information and was struck by a shell on the port side of its tower, throwing debris and crew into the void. The small group of 4 additional frigates broke off and began a wide flanking manoeuvre against the German line.

Dokkisse

KrankysFirebrand48 Brank

Vulcan

Aboard the "IDS Revelation", the fires have gone out of control, the CIWS systems going down one by one, the automated damage control systems failing to deal with the level of damage, forcing the crew to drop everything to save their ship. Thrusters at 70%.

"Fires at the bow of the ship by the central railgun are going out of control!" an enlisted screams to an internal comm, sending that to the bridge as soon as possible. "We need help out here!"

A massive coordinated volley is launched at the GBE ships from all Fleet Theta units, with the exception of that aforementioned heavily damaged cruiser whose comms go offline suddenly and an oddly silent explosion is noticed from that cruiser's thrusters. Scratch one Fleet Theta unit. Onboard the other few ships, damages are certainly present but not as severe as aboard the now on-fire and mission-killed cruiser and IDS Revelation. A final defiant salvo rings from the heavily damaged cruiser.

Anastasia, finally seeing and detecting that GBE stealth fleet which sunk one of hers, finally commands the order.

"All ships, open fire!"

At once, a resounding CLANG is heard and vibrations rock the IDS Revelation, the now in-range and locked-on ships being fired upon with a coordinated fire. The spinal mount, though damaged and not fully operational, begins to rev itself up. The starboard turn is about 70 percent complete.

The other ships in Fleet Theta heed their admiral's orders and focus their fire upon the GBE stealth ships, taking data from the IDS Revelation and their sensors themselves, and firing in sync with their flagship, with similar noises heard aboard. The fires on IDS Revelation are being pushed back, slowly and with the sacrifice of many men, but the spinal mount's magazine isn't in imminent danger, not till the newest attacks from GBE forces come, anyways.

Missiles are near exhausted in supply, so many having been used in the early stages of the fight, so their use in this counterattack is limited at best. The fighters, especially of the Seraphim Squadron, are much too occupied with intercepting GBE missiles to assist.

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KrankysFirebrand48

Vulcan

Kriegsflotte 5 & 8, conventional segment.
As the last surviving cruise missile got past the fighter screen layed out by the GSR fleets, it now finally was introduced to one of the core strengths and personalities for the German Kriegsmarine:
FlaK. It's FlaK. Abhorrent amounts of fast firing, big-bore FlaK.
An almost literal wall of proximity fuse HE rained towards the cruise missile, with several destroyers and small cruisers focus firing all their FlaK onto it. There would be no question about the eradication of this missile, the only question remained, if it was quick enough..

Meanwhile the German Armada panned out slightly, moving forwards. No place to run, no place to hide, with a methodical slow march the German line moved onwards, rhythmically firing all guns onto the enemy in volleys, using the whole amount of guns to funnel the enemy into kill lines by focus firing in a way that a singular ship would not be able to avoid the incoming fire no matter where it turned before focussing on the next ship. The British guns did a number on the Kriegsmarine fleet though, as the coilgun batteries hammered into the heavy German armor, merely denting and scratching the bows of the larger cruisers and battleships, but a few found their way into softer targets: destroyers and corvettes. Several went up in flames as a result. This amount of losses was to be expected though, and the armada kept its trotting pace, showing no signs of stoppage.

The stale air in the command room of Boot 92 was dry and heated, an almost eerie quiet layed upon the boat. The glistening sweat on the captains brow reflected the red light illuminating the interior of the room while he made final calculations. A whisper moved through the ship, reaching the captain.
"Rohr 1 bis 4 klar zum Echtraumschuss."
The answer came as a whisper back.
"Verstanden. Rohr 1 bis 4 Feuererlaubnis."
..."Rohr 1 bis 4 fertig!"
... There as a short pause before the final command was given..
"Rohr eins bis vier - Los!"

In short succession, almost entirely unnoticeably, four torpedoes were mechanically slung out of opened hatches in the front of the boat, with the scanner footrprint of the boat being slightly larger in these moments.. then the hatches closed again, and the engines of the torpedoes engaged, sending them towards the enemy heavy cruisers.. The torpedoes did not travel fast like missiles, instead the almost drifted towards their target, using low power thrusters to steer themselves into position while slowly accelerating faster and faster using little thrust.. If they were to be noticed it would be an easy task of destroying them, but for that they needed to be noticed at all in the first place, in the midst of battle..

A total of 28 torpedoes was to be launched, but Boot 71 suffered total launch failure, with no torpedoes launched, and Boot 106 and Boot 95 both suffered singular launch failure.. bringing the total down to 22 launched torpedoes, with 12 going towards the HMS Capable and 10 having the HMS Jurisdiction as their target..

Meanwhile in the command room there was a bustling noise of work again as the captain ordered a turn and retreat into subspace in order to reload the torpedo tubes and relocate to a new position:
"Anlauf erfolgreich. Daten an Hauptflotte übermitteln und dann abtauchen für Neuberüstung und bereitmachen für neuen Anlauf."
"Jawohl!"

And just like that, one after another, the boats turned sideways, it almost looking like they scattered like insects, their drives readying for transition to subspace..

kola2134

KrankysFirebrand48
The counterfire from the british forces began to engage into the CI line as they attempted the new method of cover warfare against the foe. One CI cruiser took several large hits along its starboard side as chunks of the ship and its crew were vented into space. Smoke pumping from the side as it feel from the line of warships. Another two CI destroyers along with three frigates took heavy hits that streaked across, ships drifting away from formation from damage.

Within the bridge of the flagship, the admiral held his head. Watching the counter of allied fleet vessels slowly drop with each attack that seemed to be launched against them. A designated high-power recon cruiser, equipped with strong sensors heald slightly behind the battleline using the fleet as almost a shield as its systems focus on the scanning and calculations with the number of powerful machines across the vessel. What was the goal other than battleinformation? Calculating when the fleet would peak. A counter volley was attempted with a timing that hoped they impacted as the British ships peaked over ounce more.

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German cruiser and destroyer vessels hit the incoming cruise missile with their flak. The cruise missile’s shields came up, absorbing impact after impact until they collapsed. The cruise missile went through the wall… and they never came out the other side. It had been totally annihilated.

The stealth destroyer group is hit by the dominion volley. The destroyer closest to the ID fleet evaded a few railgun shells that whipped past its black exterior. After a few misses from the major guns, until… The entire ship was shaking, followed by the creaking of dense metal and the noise of several minor explosions. The railgun shell had made a deep impact into the hull and hit several systems. Then another shell came in, and then a third, which came out of the ship on the other side, throwing out chunks of its internal systems and bending the whole ship's hull. The lights of the bridge darkened and its guns stopped firing after a while. One stealth destroyer remained and was unleashing its powerful short-range plasma weaponry while getting out of point-blank range. It took a few hits that got through the shielding, deforming its smooth hull. The dominion ships that had turned around soon found themselves on the most potent end of the defensive fleet's volleys. With their engines exposed, the Bastonian guided shells from the defensive fleet suddenly came whipping past with nuclear payloads, detonating the payload if they came close enough. Due to having turned around, they were now the focus of the most powerful weaponry they had available.

Strike group bravo was under heavy pressure. Trying their best to negate the incoming fire. The Germans firing strategy proved effective. Negating evasion paths was standard Bastonian practice for long-range engagements, and the Germans could figure out why. The fleet's power was steadily decreasing. As each ship was being focused down they were incapable of taking effective evasive actions, being beaten down. Frigates were annihilated. The industrial behemoths that were cruisers were durable enough to keep fighting, but they were taking heavy damage. Their guns kept thundering. The main batteries now started focusing on cruisers, while the weaker guns focused on soft targets. As the main battery shells came in they proved more potent than the other guns. It was a question of whether they would hit though. Most hits were merely their enormous payloads detonating in proximity fuse. A full hit would mean a point-blank gigaton nuclear explosion. Even this small group remained a threat. The group of 4 frigates were namely Sython-class frigates, designed to punch above their weight. They carried massive, spinal-level particle lances under their bow. As they arrived at medium range their lances lashed out with blue streaks of light reaching across space before the Germans could react, striking the Germans from the side, penetrating through armour through a single tiny point of four unlucky key GSR vessels. Suddenly the passive scanners noticed a tiny increase in signature. The hidden threat edged closer until they were close enough…
”Captain!” yelled one bridge member. The captain couldn’t who tell amidst all the chaos. ”10 infrared signatures on our port side! Missiles sire!”
”Fire point defence!” he didn't even have to say it, the automatic interception system of both ships was already firing on the torpedoes. But it hadn’t gone a second before the torpedoes had already struck. The explosions shook the ship, throwing crewmembers and objects around. The shaking was so violent that the fragile electronics systems of the warships crashed and burned. Each successive torpedo tore through the hull, hitting against hard armour, exploding off the side. The HMS Jurisdictions lights dimmed while the HMS Capable’s rear went up in flames, lighting up the entire battlefield with orange light. The formation tried to compensate, moving their ships to the port side of their two remaining cruisers.

The Commodore snapped her head to the left, seeing the HMS Capable’s demise, like a bright light suddenly turned on far away. ”Fleet control, what’s happening?”
”Both of our Sunrises from strike group bravo have been eliminated. Enemy stealth craft are expected to be in our vicinity.”
”Give me a replay and keep our active sensors covering all blind spots. I want our frigates and leftover corvettes to go to our port side and act as escorts.”
”Yes ma’am.” The ships get into the position as they continue their orbital peaking manouever. The ID warships could do nothing to retaliate. They turned further along the planetary orbit, to their port side trying to get around the planet and get a clear firing solution. The Bastonian ships simply orbited further in to stay behind cover at all times. Even worse, the ID and CI ships were wasting a majority of their munitions. In some cases, the Bastonian ships would not peak at all, leaving the ID and CI ships shooting at nothing and giving the Defence fleet time to rearm. Each time the fire was stopped or weakened to conserve ammunition, all ready Bastonian ships peaked above the horizon and unleashed their guns. Each time the enemy fired a volley, they didn’t peak. They waited for it to pass until it was safe. The ships peaked at random times that weren’t possible to predict unless you had the very coding of the AI. The only reliable source of damage for the ID was strike craft, and missiles. They were running out of the latter quickly. The deployed bombers met heavy resistance from corvettes. Their escorts engaged in a dogfight with GBE interceptors and fighters. Missiles were exchanged and railguns were fired. A few bombers came through the shield of point defence and the pursuing interceptors. Though the shipyard was far embedded behind the defensive stations and repairing ships, they retargeted, making bombing runs against the cruiser HMS Equatorial, knocking its guns out of commission.

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Slipping into sub space, the U-Boats moved laterally to the enemy fleet, seeking to flank around their port side.
On board of one of the boats a sailor held a ticking stop watch, waiting... and waiting.. Until a faint boom could be heard, and cheering ensued in the vessel before quickly dying down as he ushered them to stay quiet...
"29.. 30... 31.. Scheißaale.."
..Then the second cluster of booms could be heard, the end of the HMS Capable, and cheering ensued again as the sailors laughed, having secured two major kills.
The captain nodded to himself. "Glug Glug, Tommy.. viel Spaß im Weltraum."

Silently and nearly undetectably the U-Boats relocated along the flank, their dimmed engines pushing the black vessels through the void while inside new torpedoes got loaded into the breeches of the torpedo tubes using a crane system of a kind.

Kriegsflotte 5 & 8, Conventional Segment.
The German main fleet, seeing their kill line tactics proving to be effective, continued this assault farther, even as the last main battery shells of the HMS Capable and Jurisdiction rained in with deadly precision, the Panzerschiff "Seekuh" being hit into the aft of the vessel as it turned sideways to unleash its next volley, knocking out the three main turret ensembles in the back and swinging it back straight with the force of the recoil, while fire broke out aboard.
Two smaller cruisers, the "Polterhain" and the "Laubershausen" got caught in the rain of the heavy artillery shells and ripped to pieces, their burning corpses lighting up the German fleet.. Yet still the German engines roared brightly as the armada quickened its assault, seeking to close the distance for some reason, rolling in towards the british fleet.
Another volley of high caliber artillery rained in from the armada towards the brits, now turning the kill lines towards the four Sython-Classes, while the smaller vessels, destroyers and such, solely focused on point defense.

On the bridge of the "Seekuh" faint smoke filled the air as crew rushed to extinguish the raging fired on the aft of the ship.
"Vorwärts!" - The captain bellowed, shouting his command at the officers infront of him, who nodded, some frantically, others very calmly, and the battleship began, with its burning thrusters, to pick up speed.*

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Meanwhile, as on the opposite side of the planet from where the thunder and hell reigned where the German Armada stood and advanced with slow and deadly pace, the ID and CI received an encrypted telegram message.

//Transmission: GSR Encryption//
"sacbc cgynl tcpeq bisqj nkril qyjqo gwqqh ziciv kdx"
//Transmission End//

ONI

17 funkle dunkle-class super ultra marine giga destoyer dreadnaught carriers emerge in the very centre of gbe space. Vibe checking the local defence force with the power of cocaine they demand the name go back to great british empire

attacking them will see u giga nuked beta male

ZendikaroftheWest

KrankysFirebrand48
"Would you be the GBE ambassador then? My name is Eugen Knut, The ambassador of the Neu Garmilas Empire."

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ZendikaroftheWest
”Indeed I am.” he makes a small bowing gesture, ”I am Ontaria, representative of the Bastonian Empocracy. I apologize for the lengthy and frustrating process to make this meeting possible. Now I presume you are here to establish contact with us, yes?”

ZendikaroftheWest

KrankysFirebrand48
"That is correct."
He seems to be on edge, as if this place unsettles him in some way.

KrankysFirebrand48

ZendikaroftheWest
Ontaria gestured for him to come into the room. ”Make yourself at home,” he said. The rooms walls were white, soft and smooth like dyed leather with a structure of marble that looked like it was made out of fine wood. At the middle of the room was a wooden table with a highly adjustable seat for the Gamilas ambassador to sit down at. The GBE representative smiles and let’s him sit down first.

KrankysFirebrand48

@Brank TL;DR:
ID fleets rear:

stealth destroyers + attack corvettes focus fire on ID ships’ engines and targeting as they turn around
stealth destroyers making distance from ID fleet
one stealth destroyer critically damaged
attack corvettes push

Defence fleet:

the small vanguard force takes heavy losses
defensive corvette screen, engages enemy bombers
3 squadrons sent to shoot down ID bombers
other fighters protect against missiles and engage CI bombers
main defencive force pass below the horizon
repairs and rearming initiated
intermittent peaking maneuvers initiated
defence platforms and orbital defenses protecting from missiles passing around the horizon

strike group beta:

holding their own against GSR forces
group of frigates begin flanking

ZendikaroftheWest

KrankysFirebrand48
He sits down and smiles.
"Shall we get down to buisness?"

KrankysFirebrand48

ZendikaroftheWest
Ontaria sits down on the opposite end of the table, stirring around a glass container of smoking liquid which was emitting an aroma of alien spices that reminded of an autumn evening. Ontaria placed his hands gently onto the table and smiled. ”Yes of course. Would you like information on our nation?”

ZendikaroftheWest

KrankysFirebrand48
"Yes, that would be... most helpful. I would not want these negotiations to be ruined because of a lack of information."

KrankysFirebrand48

ZendikaroftheWest
”Of course.” he says and reaches into a draw in his desk and pulls out an information stick. ”Everything you can possibly know about our culture is on this chip. Bring it home with you. Now to put it in simple terms, our nation is an empocracy, which means that we have entrusted our democratically elected state to provide welfare to every individual of the galaxy.”

ZendikaroftheWest

KrankysFirebrand48
"Ah, so it is similar to the old Garmilas. Before... What happened."
With the mention of this, a small tear runs down his face, but is quickly replace by the diplomatic mask once more.

Dokkisse

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The primary Dominion fleet was being battered hard by the GBE forces abusing the planet's very nature to poke their cannons out and firing off a salvo before the Dominion guns can reply.

Onboard IDS Revelation and all ships of the Dominion, the encrypted message is quickly received and decoded.

"They want us to...what?" Anastasia says, her fleet being turned with their backs facing the GBE. The shields are managing to absorb some damage from the British salvos, but...what to do about the stealth ships? "Alright. Send an order to some of our cruisers to pin down and keep these stealth ships busy. The rest of the ships will return to formation and charge.*

All cruisers of Fleet Theta keep their guns pointed at the British stealth ships and open fire, with a heavy amount of supporting fire from the other capital ships present. Hopefully, with such coordinated and focused fire, all of these stealth ships would go up in flames and have their reactors implode.

The other members of the Dominion fleet also receive this message and, seeing as anything's better than being picked off like fish in a barrel, all obey Anastasia's order, thruster power being pushed beyond maximum to try and catch the British off guard. These ships, having already taken heavy losses from the British fire, send back an encrypted message to the GSR. This battle will take a massive turn very soon.

//Transmission: ID Encryption//
kbx mq tn qzeb xa jd z q vt jz vt
//Transmission End//

Seraphim Squadron, having spent far too long out in space, are forced to redock back on Revelation. The losses are heavy amongst both pilots and their drone wingmen, but it kept their ships alive for the upcoming second round. It's unsure as to what the hell Anastasia is thinking, charging in her ship like this, but they're going with the ship whether they like it or not.

Furthermore, the primary Dominion fleet were being battered hard by the GBE's tactical ingenuity, heavy losses being suffered, until they then receive the message from GSR ships. Its message was simple and left zero room for interpretation. The main commander of the Dominion fleet, having long weathered the British storm, finally sends the order.

"I want all Dominion fighting ships to RUSH THE BRITISH! GIVE THEM NO TIME!"

It was exceedingly bold as the Dominion vessels weren't especially well-armored, but with luck this insane plan might pull off well, though it would require that the CI and GSR forces uphold their ends of the plan.

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The orders rang across the comms. The commander simply tapping his chair. The bouncing of British vessels, an ignoring problem. Even the finest ai could not predict it. As the bombers closed, the ones that broke through could be seen unloading hundreds of not thousands of guided munition that streamed in multiple directions. Moving to crush into lightly protected targets.

A battleship began to leave from the formation, a following of cruisers and frigates with it as they began to advance towards the British fleet looking to close the distance. The remaining vessels continued to fire in the attempt to suppress the enemy formation to allow the split off force to close distance. GBE fire would find mark on the CI stationary force as about her frigate took impact across it's center mass, slicing it in half, the same round traveling and cutting into another frigates frontal half.

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The commodore was tired and exhausted. She had taken some breaks to sit down but she had mostly stood, monitoring and responding to each part of the battle. Oddly enough she now felt relief that the Dominion ships seemed to have given in. She ordered her fleet to not take the chance to destroy them as they were coming in, instead they would patiently continue the maneuver as they charged. She then notified the weapons on the ground to calculate when they’d have to fire to catch the dominion fleet, should they be foolish enough to try and enter orbit. The dominion warships were heading at her at full speed yet she felt relieved… As the ID ships’ cooling and power were strained the Bastonians responded with a carefully coordinated missile volley. The missiles flew together with interceptors and decoys. Just behind the missile volley were the main payloads. Several high yield torpedoes meant for the IDS revelation. Their ECM was in full use and the swarm of missiles in front of them tried to hide the torpedoes from enemy sensor views. Unlike the enemy ships, the Bastonians, having rearmed, fired at their maximum fire rate, thundering like drums against the fabric of reality. The Bastonians eagerly waited for the enemy to get closer, encouraging them, awaiting their prey to step right into their nest. Their fore particle-beam gates opened like jaws, ready to swallow the enemy the moment they entered orbit. CI bombers came in, putting the hurt on corvettes and frigates. Attack corvettes went to intercept and where destroyed in the process before auxiliary escorts came to intervene.

The GSR artillery was far too much for the four meer frigates that had maneuvered against their flank. The Sython’s were blown away, leaving little evidence that they were ever there in the first place. This gave the rest of strike group Bravo to recover their formation as two of their cruisers had been erased from the map. The U-boats found it hard to move around the rest of strike group bravo since it was always accelerating backwards, always moving away from the enemy ships.