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2472
February
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It is February 11th, 2472. For nearly a year, the Taurain Concordat and Federated Suns fleets have traded blows, and the Concordat is starting to run out of ships. Desperation is beginning to set in. The TSDF needs a miracle.
They'll get it.
Early morning, local time, the most audacious deep penetration raid in history arrives in orbit over two different worlds, both critical to the Davion war effort.
New Syrtus…
And
New Avalon itself.
It is
Operation Corona, and it would cement the reputation of the Taurain Navy as one of incredible, even insane daring and courage.
New Syrtis: Down to the Deckplates
The strike on New Syrtis is surprising, but reasonable- as the closest major shipyard to the Concordat, striking it is logical; a raid here could set the Davion's ship-building programs back for months, buying time the TSDF desperately needs… if that was all the raid was concerned with.
But the thirty ships that erupt into being in an insane run on the New Syrtis Pirate Point are there for far more ambitious reasons. Eight of them are Gaillions, mostly empty, save six divisions of crack troops- the best of the Concordat's best. The rest, save one, are Supernova class cruisers- and the final ship is TSDF Apis, fourth of the Nandi class battleships in her combat debut, resplendent in her glimmering golden war-paint.
The raiders have taken the defense fleet utterly by surprise- the bulk of the New Syrtis fleet is three-quarters of the way to the Zenith point, reacting to the arrival of the other portion of the raiding squadron; another fourteen Supernovas and a handful of volunteer Fusillade crews, and what few ships remain are no match for Apis and her massive particle cannons.
But it is not until two of the Gaillions hard-dock to critical portions of the shipyard complex and disgorge their troops that the true nature of the raid becomes apparent; for the Taurain troops have stormed the shipyard's control center and primary engineering control, and the remaining six Gaillions dock at points of interest, smaller units hastily hauling everything from personal datapads to entire pieces of industrial machinery into the Gaillion's cavernous holds.
For three hours, Taurain troops haul away everything that isn't nailed down- and anything that can be broken loose with a prybar and determination does not, in their minds, count as nailed down- everything from server stacks to entire engine assemblies for Dropshuttles are hauled away, and while even eight Gaillions can only hold a bare fraction of the shipyard's machinery, the most expensive portions of it are prioritized.
But it is the data that is most important, including the most critical advancement for the war.
New Syrtis, after all, had just begun production of the K/F drive boom, and that system would change the face of the war in mere months.
Finally, once all eight of the raiding squadron's Gaillions are filled to the brim- even to the point of lashing things down in corridors- the raiding squadron burns for the unguarded Nadir point, even as carefully placed explosives cripple the shipyard behind them.
But it is the second portion of Operation Corona that is the most shocking.
New Avalon: The One-way Trip
It is late afternoon in Avalon City when eight hundred Ballistae and Ballistae-II destroyers, the Concordat's entire remaining supply of the classes, erupt into being spread across every jump-point in the system, standard and pirate alike. The long journey has been hard- not only have the raiders pushed their drives to far beyond what is safe even normally, the squadron has also been hot-charging their drives, further increasing an already incredible failure rate; when they began their odyssey nearly three months ago, there were nearly three thousand of them, but the massive number of jumps beyond the 'red line,' the point at which the Micro Core risks burning out with every jump, has taken their toll on the raiders.
But arrived they have, and the mass of destroyers charge into the teeth of every FedSuns military ship and installation in the system.
Missile launchers, HPS cannons and PPCs erupt into life as soon as they range on a target; Ballistae-Is, without any energy armement, expend their munitions before ramming the largest warship they can find. Balistae-IIs rave defiance at entire squadrons of Knights and Princes, even as heavy naval weapons blot them from the sky.
There are so many missile tracks that New Avalon's Air Traffic Control computers fatally crash, and many other such systems follow.
In a mere half an hour, eight hundred ships throw the capital of the Federated Suns into complete and utter chaos, and manage to destroy nearly a third of its garrison fleet and heavily damage nearly every military ship and station in the system.
It is the last ride of the Micro Core-equipped Ballistae, and it will buy the Concordant nearly a year.
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