(Event) The Battle of the Moons

Fort_Master_Gustav

Volkhat
Far away sits a reasonably sized fleet, composed of 33 vessels. They seem to have their guns pointed a few vessels which approach them, however, the scans of energetic levels point that their weapons are not activated. Instead of looking at the corridor of one of the anomalies, it's as if they've taken a beachhead outwards from the core of the small gasseous cluster, coordinated and in three echelons of different ships relative to the center of their position.

Dumb

Assume a position of at least 1 AU of distance from the detachment, we are not here to defend Redford.

All of the turrets simultaneously swerved away from the vessels and acquired a resting position. It was unknown wether or not they were still tracking the movement of the ships.

The ARF team transited through the winding halls and maze-like interior of the location. Soon, they came face-to-face with a large white-golden door, marking the transition between the exterior structure and the interior structure, the posthumous adaptation and the true purpose of The Anvil.
They plant charges on the door, powerful thermates eat the olden metal into molten slag, and soon, they are met with large halls of pute white adorned with filigree gold, filled with shattered plexiglass and torn apart pieces of the hull.
Their journey draws closer to an end.

Dumb

BattleCruiserCommander (aye aye, let the show begins)

Fort_Master_Gustav

Roger that, bon voyage to us both

The group of Pioneers carefully detour around the cluster of unknown vessels, maintaining at least 1.5 AUs of direct distance and head towards the factory moons.

@BattleCruiserCommander
(all the pioneers that is moving towards the factory moons are expected to arrive by the next post)

As for "Gatherer's Nest", the gigantic smoke cloud still looms over the middle portion of the path, situating right between the defensive fleet as well the huge minefield and providing cover for who knows how many potential hostiles. The two Lightchasers accompanying the redford fleet don't seem to have further action, probably still expecting response from the fleet.
But then...

(this shouldn't be intercepted by anyone really)

T-03
T-02
T-01
time is up, engage stage 2 of the operation

Without any forms of communication due to the smoke clouds, these "pawns" simply rely on the most primitive methods to coordinate an attack: a preset of time and location. Dumping all their smoke canisters and setting a time fuse for them, a wormhole opens up and engulfs upwards, transporting approximately 250 small crafts to another location, while the smoke which was removed in the same process is soon recovered by the prepared time fuse smoke canister that they left behind.
As for where these 250 crafts end up... the Pioneer class cruiser over in "Relay Point" is the one who creates such wormhole, and after the crafts form up nicely, the cruiser simply shatters into a cloud, with its sim core recovered by the leading small craft.

Right after the crafts finish transiting to the "Relay Point", the two Lightchasers, without any warnings, each fire up a special intradiction field, one retrieved from the plants way back and cover the surrounding space in two intersecting fresh green globe, including the entirety of the smokescreen.

As for the lightchaser who is still pending the landing clearance, it remains unmoved, creating quite a traffic jam over in the dock area.

"Defender"
Area "The Needle"
Ship number: 4
4x Pioneer class cruisers

Area "Relay Point"
Ship number: 4
4x Pioneer class cruisers

Area "Gatherer's Nest"
Ship number: 2
2x Lightchaser class assault cruiser

Factory moons
Ship number: 1
1x Lightchaser class assault cruiser

"Attacker"
Location: "Gatherer's Nest"
Ship number: 50(?)+???
???x [Ship class Unknown]

Location: "Relay Point"
Ship number: 250
250x[Ship Class Unknown]

Dumb

@BattleCruiserCommander (before i start replying, is there any reply to this?)

Dumb WARNING
We have no obligation to answer to your protocols nor the the patience to withstand false accusations. We are merely on our own routine due to your non-transparency of data regarding the incoming, potential hostile, and as such, do reflect twice before judging others, especially of good intentions to protect a potential competitors of our ally: Forge of Babel.

BattleCruiserCommander

Dumb (Not really. The officer who made the statement basically got shoved away, but the moons still aren't going to let anybody just wander in the hangar.)

BattleCruiserCommander

Dumb
While the bottleneck up at the rear exit of the Moon's Hangars was extreme, more Redford ships went to engage the oncoming attackers. Meanwhile, the current Redford forces maintained a battle line, prepped for the enemy vessels.

(Dumb, you DO realize that the 4 post timer is almost up, right?)

Dumb

BattleCruiserCommander (that reinforcement won't do much tbh, if you read about that green intradiction over in my database created way way back XD)
(plus, the smoke and existing minefield is still here, and with your own fleet on both sides, interfered by the smoke and field, you would probably result in some friendly fire incident)

(just in case, I copied the explanation from the actual creator of the intradiction field)

The intradiction field is from a biological source, but its effects are great. It stops transmissions, essentially taking in all transmissions into the ship broadcasting the field, and the broadcaster sends out fake responses which are made to confuse the enemy fleet and make them also shoot at eachother, essentially mimicking the speech and replaying it in a way that sounds believable like: "They are on the ship! Send help!" to "THEY ARE SLAUGHTERING US" to strange alien language coming through comms. the field isnt visible unless a ship tries to warp out, which the effect of the field stops light particles from coming in and out, so it can also be used as a cloak against a few forms of observation, inside and out, but it also means anything warping in or out would slam into the field and hit it as if it hit a planetoid. This also happens for allied ships too, so reinforcements take longer to arrive. However the field cannot be casted across dimensions so some forms of travel can get in and out, including ships with rift drives, or like the DC's own travel through dimensions.

(my slow af actions are more or less compensations for the tactic, as a two post blitzkrieg won't be that fun anyway)

BattleCruiserCommander

Dumb (But the gate isn't even near the smokescreen, it's not even in the minefield? And doesn't the interdiction have to be actually in the same area? I understand the dislike of a blitzkrieg to the gate, but at least make the interdiction be where the entrance of the Gatherer's Rest is)

Dumb

BattleCruiserCommander (the intradiction is from the "friendly" ships accompanying the redford fleet, not the "attackers", plus yes the gate isn't covered but....you know what, explaining over here would be lengthy, lets do it on discord XD)

BattleCruiserCommander

Dumb (alright)

BattleCruiserCommander

(uuuuhhh Goose?)

Fort_Master_Gustav

BattleCruiserCommander yes?

BattleCruiserCommander

Fort_Master_Gustav We need da reply XD

Fort_Master_Gustav

BattleCruiserCommander Alright but I mean it's mostly just my guys moving about, since we are there to get funny staff rather than helping Redford.

The ARF team spends only a small ammount of time checking their golden surroundings before moving forward. Room after room they clear the large floating chunk of debris, there seem to be no threats at all present as they jump from walls, floor and ceiling alike crusing the vacuum of space with swift precision.
Finally, they arrive at a final open door which gives way to a large glass bridge, suddenly split asunder at its apex triangularly so with extreme precision, at its very end a single large goldenrod construct with a floating head of glass that morphed like liquid, a husk of what once was a powerful man hunched over it, still wearing expensive golden ritualistic garbs, the dead Forgemaster.
The team splits into two. One of them quickly moves towards the staff, and in throwing the husk of the Forge Master aside, they rip the Staff from the unbroken glass bridge. They grab the staff and quickly hide it into a black box, which answers their deposit by closing steadfast with driving pin locks all over it, its centre crowned with some kind of hexagonal energetic construct, clearly a most high-tech contraption to contain the object.
The other team deploy another kind of black box, they input a kind of code into a side panel, and it unfolds down into a hexagonic tower which magnetically drives itself into the ground. They give eachother thumbs up and comm back to control: "Cleaning charge planted, objective secured, ETA 5 minutes", and quickly start to move back.
As they leave, the tulmultuous cloud of debris in front of them starts to buckle and groan even in space, growing unresty as it does so. Energy readings begin to spike from the center of the old Anvil's detonation site from the meddling of the MISE, soon to acquire catastrophic consequences.