Blue Steel 2199: Chapter 24.
Arise Yamato!
Gamilas Destroyer Number 1305...
The destroyer captain watched the sphere of the ruined red planet grow rapidly on screen. It made absolutely no sense! Did these people not know they were beaten? Fleet after fleet smashed, their world bombed into a wasteland, and still they fought on.
If they don't have the sense to surrender, then all we can do is pound them until they finally see reason or they simply die. I don't even care which right now. The sooner this is over, the sooner we can all go home and see our families... Terrons have families don't they? Why would they wish this on their children? Terrons must truly be mad!
Enough of this... we have a job to do.
"Remember." He ordered his crew. "Our primary job is to screen our strike planes from Terron fighters. Terron ships may be junk but their fighters are no laughing matter. We will also screen the rest of the fleet from enemy strike planes. If their heavy ships sortie, they will probably try to flank around us, but either flanking or straight in, that's for the Kelkapias and Destrias. If they get right in our way, fine... kill them, but our job is to screen. Understood?"
"Yes sir!" The bridge crew responded. Satisfied, the Captain turned to the tactical plot and watched as the first wave of bombers accelerate ahead of the formation.
***
"Enemy planes closing fast!" Yuki Mori reported from her post.
"Point defenses still offline!" Nanbu cried. "No power to weapons!"
"We'll be okay won't we?" Keniro Ota exclaimed as Executive Officer Sanada hurried over to check the power flow from the main power grid to the wave motion engine.
"Power levels to forty five percent!"
"We can't just sit here!" Shima exclaimed in frustration.
"Calm down!" Admiral Okita barked as his command seat locked into its frame. "Time to main engine start?"
"Two minutes." Engineer Tokugawa reported.
***
Down in Damage Control Central, Murusame and Ensign Maiko Kitigawa monitored the dogging of hatches and securing of piping and conduits.
"Engineering... I'm reading an unsecured deuterium feed on deck three..." Maiko reported into her mic as Murusame pumped inert gas into void spaces surrounding the main magazines and other vital areas.
"The board is green Lieutenant." Kitigawa reported, noting that engineering had; indeed, locked down that deuterium feed.
Murusame nodded. "Damage Control reports all systems nominal..."
***
"Terron ships.... Forty in number approaching one-one-three degrees, elevation minus two-three degrees."
Captain Molke nodded as the first reports of enemy ships were announced. It appeared the Terrons were taking the sensible approach trying to get around his flank. There was a definite, but manageable time limit on his mission.
"Several large ships coming up from the planet on a direct intercept bearing!"
"Stand by main batteries. Prepare to remove them from my sky!" Molke ordered.
"Picking up a transmission from one of the enemy vessels." The communications tech announced.
"On speakers."
"It's Carnival Time!"
"Oh Frek!" The sensor tech exclaimed in shock as a tidal wave of missiles erupted from the oncoming ships ahead of them.
At first, Molke thought these were targeted on his strike planes. Despite the surprise, his strike leaders had responded calmly and quickly to clear the fire lanes for his destroyers to begin launching counter missiles. Then as he watched in horror, he realized his mistake as the Terron Missiles completely ignored the bombers and swarmed down on his destroyers. lasers and missiles shot down dozens of Terron missiles, but soon his ships began taking hits... one, two, four and more slamming home on his lead destroyers. Within less than a minute, a dozen destroyers had been all but obliterated. A couple remained in condition that they could charitably be described as 'ships', but the rest had been reduced to glowing shards at best. The incoming Gamilon planes were scattered as EDF command scrambled every fighter available.
Molke swore. "All ships! General attack! Fire at will!" Around him the universe went mad.
***
Kongo smirked as second squadron's missile storm crashed down on the enemy.
Well done Maya! ~Maya. Follow me. Takao, take the port flank. Repulse to starboard. It is time to pen in the sheep.~ She ordered the battlecruisers of second squadron. Now it was the turn of the Battleships... ~Haruna! Kirishima! Ready Super Graviton Cannons. Now we crush them.~
***
Repulse looked to Captain Komaki with a shy, apologetic look and relayed Kongo's orders.
Komaki sighed and smiled at Repulse as he hit his com. "Komaki to Kongo. Repulse acknowledges."
"My apologies Captain. Force of habit."
"Come back here you ******!" Vampire swore as she locked Repulse's main guns on a Kripitera that was trying to break away from the pack, its captain seeing the unfolding trap. The eight photon cannons loaded with standard munitions opened up, spearing the hapless Gamilon ship which dipped nose down and exploded.
"Vampire!" Repulse chided.
"Sorry... little ******...." The mental model 'apologized'.
Komaki sighed again.
Does anyone actually remember when I was in command?
***
"Power levels at One hundred percent!" Engineer Tokugawa called out from his station. "Starting Wave Motion Engine!"
Yamato began to stir.
***
Molke groaned as he watched one of the new Terron ships use some sort of rapid fire pulse cannons to decimate his strike planes. Then his eyes widened as three even larger ships opened a hellfire from some huge weapon mounted in their bows and the core of his van, three of his four
Destoria class ships simply disintegrated. They didn't explode, they just weren't there any more...
"Terron ships closing from astern!"
***
Admiral Nye was in a good mood. Even at
Second Mars, Earth forces could never have dreamed of the curb stomping the Gamilons were getting.
And now it's OUR turn.
"Hijikata to all ships, Commence attack!"
Nye turned to his Flag Captain. "You heard the order. Fire when ready, Gridley!"
Maryland shuddered as her bow mounted shock cannon fired. In his plot, Nye noticed the icon of
Ars Nova sliding up under the Gamilon carrier force. the birds were about to get scattered.
***
"Target the nearest carrier with two corrosive torpedoes and stand by to fire." Gunzou Chihaya instructed. Iona?"
"Hai?"
"Reinforce your Klein shields forward and prepare to adjust course, positive angle up ninety."
Iona smiled in understanding. She had seen this in a movie once. It was called 'Jaws' she recalled.
***
At helm, Daisuke Shima monitored the output of the Wave Motion Engine. "Engine RPMs look good. Here we go!"
"Blow the outer shell!" Raise the ship!" Okita ordered.
"Blowing camouflage." Commander Sanada reported.
"Raising ship!" Shima announced as he pulled back on the control yoke and
Yamato shook as she began to break free from the dried up sea floor.
"Prepare main guns to fire."
***
Ars Nova swam upward toward its target. Gunzhou watching the range close as enemy fire flared off their Klein field. Almost... Now!
"Fire!" Chihaya ordered and Kyouhei sent two torpedoes slamming into the center of the nearest carrier. At detonation, the ship seemed to collapse like a broken bridge. Then Ars Nova erupted into the midst of the Gamilon carrier group.
Dun dun...dun dun... dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun! Iona smiled.
***
Molke stared in shock. The battle wasn't expected to be simple, but this was unthinkable!
"All ships disengage!" He ordered as EDF
Kirishima fired its bow cannon and everything went black.
***
Aboard the
Destoria class ship
Memut, the Captain pulled the helmsman... already dead... from his station and sat down. Ignoring the pain in his right shoulder, he locked course onto the huge battleship coming up from the surface and accelerated.
Today we both die Terron!"
***
"Enemy ship closing on a collision course!" Nanbu reported. "Captain?"
"Raise shock cannon plus three degrees." Kodai ordered. "Correct, starboard two degrees... Fire!"
Yamato's main guns fired. The on rushing
Destoria proving as resilient as butter to the incoming fire and shattering in a million tiny fragments.
By this point, the battle was mainly over as Takao snared one of the wrecked destroyers in a tractor beam.
"Consider yourself fortunate. We kill... but we don't murder." Takao informed them over their com links.
***
Above the Earth, Space Battleship
Yamato sailed in orbit with the assembled fleets of Earth behind her.
Aboard EDF
Kirishima, Admiral Hijikata turned to the com tech who nodded. "Open mic Admiral."
"To Space Battleship
Yamato and all who sail in her, we wish you godspeed on your journey. We will keep the Earth safe in your absence. May Heaven watch over you all."
***
Kongo watched as EDF
Yamato broke orbit.
Return safe my Captain. We will not fail you in your absence. This I swear.
***
Several hours later, a single, wounded carrier, escorted by three surviving destroyers limped past Jupiter. All that remained of Captain Molke's force.
On Plat, Brigadier Shulz sat stunned at the scale of the disaster.
"What do we do now sir?" Major Ganz asked quietly.
"What can we do? We wait."
"Shall we order the
Kemera to Balun? Her Captain reports damage beyond our ability to repair here."
"No. Order her home. Send her back to Gamilas."
"Yes sir..."
***
On the far side of the moon, Zordan Stark watched as
Yamato accelerated toward Mars.
Lead on Yamato... Let's see where your path takes us...