BY: Gladiator
Veritechs
flew in formation like a flock of geese, with the Prowler recon ship to their
rear. The group of robotech mecha
defolded into space near planet Twycross.
Filling
the ENTIRE viewport, Max Sterling and the other pilots looked upon the humongous
Imperial Star Destroyer. Without
even time for pleasantries, TIE interceptors were vectoring in on their
position, and the conflict began...
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Twin
lasers shot out from the “I” shaped craft and Skull squadron broke formation
to return fire.
“Skull
3 and 4, break left and flank around them.
Nina, are you picking
up
any more signs of that transmission?” Max called out over the comm-link.
“Acknowledged!”
and “Negative Sir!” came the replies respectively.
The
shields surrounding the Veritechs were more than adequate to handle the inferior
weapons technology of the Imperial Tie fighters....
The Star Destroyers were another story.
Grand
Admiral Thrawn must have seen the inadequacies of his fighters and soon began
deployment of a dozen Star Destroyers around the Vindicator. Their ion
cannons quickly made a number of Skull Veritechs inoperable.
“This
is Commander Max Sterling of the Robotech Defense Force to unidentified vessel.
We are responding to a distress call... call off your attack, we are on a
mission of peace.”
“Nina
to Skull squadron,” the gash officer interrupted the noisy comm channels.
“We have located the communications array aboard that oversized
warship...I’m feeding its coordinates through now....”
“Skull
9 and 10 take em down!” Max ordered, “Transform to Battloid mode and try and
pound some sense into them.” Into
the hull, he meant literally of course.
By
the time Skulls 9 and 10 were transformed, an almost limitless number of
Imperial fighters were swarming like insects making visibility worse
than the snow conditions during a Blizzard.
Guided missiles began to flurry away from the Veritechs.
Neutron X and Y missiles burst forth from pods mounted in the chest,
arms, hips, and legs. Veritechs
were armored to the teeth, and bolstered heavy firepower to go with it, but it
did nothing in the sea of madness surrounding them.
They
call it Space... because there is a
lot of it... but as each Star
Destroyer continued to launch its boundless supply of fighters, Space took on a
whole new meaning.
It
began to fill up.
Fighters,
Star Destroyers, and other support ships seemed to be everywhere as they
revolved around the Vindicator like
bees about a hive. Grand Admiral
Thrawn would show no mercy to these new Invaders...and he was not going to
bother the Emperor again...
Then
the big guns aboard the larger Imperial craft began to open fire.... As well as
the 1000 turrets aboard the Vindicator...
taking out some of even their own fighters.
The RDF was in the shitter.
“Skull
One to Nina!” Max yelled into the noise of the comm-link.
“Punch a comsignal to Admiral Hunter, Priority gamma gamma zeta alpha
charlie tango 1!”
“But
Sir!” the gash sounded like 3P0. “The ultra high frequency electromagnetic
pulse will overload all our power systems....
We’ll be dead in space,” now sounding like Scotty.
The
code would use all of the available protoculture and burn out the reflex drives
aboard the recon vessel, but the increased power would hopefully generate enough
overtures for the message signature to reach Admiral Hunter.
“Do
it... while we still have time,” Max unknowingly quoted Kirk...
“And Nina, open your cargo bay doors and adapt the Destroids with
magnetic couplers.”
“Staley,
you and Jack are now assigned to the defense of the Nina.”
As
the Prowler recon vessel prepared to send out the call for help, Destroids began
crawling about her hull like ants over an anthill.
Barrel armed Spartans, GLADIATORs, Excaliburs, Raider X, and even MAC II
class Destroids began unleashing copious amounts of firepower into the myriad of
Imperial attack craft. Missiles, particle beams, and gigantic gun clusters fired
volley after volley into the Imperials, and it did nothing to dwindle their
numbers.
Max
saw a Veritech avoid heavy fire from a turbo laser as it rolled to the right.
Instantly another battery opened up aboard the star destroyer and all but
annihilated the RDF craft. The move
looked almost anticipated. Max
keyed up his comm-link, “watch that cross fire boys!”
Tie
squadrons swarmed around the Veritechs like a diver swimming amidst an abundant
school of fish, obscuring the pilot’s vision of the Space Above and Beyond.
The outlook was grim for the survival of the RDF, and the situation
continued only to get worse.
Like
a dark angel the steel winged Vindicator’s
immense mass created a path of devastation as it blasted away at the robotech
ships.
Just
when it seemed like certain doom for Max Sterling and all the Veritechs of Skull
squadron, a massive shadow overlaid the all but invisible graced glitter of the
star lit background of space.
The
Super Dimensional Fortress arrived out of hyperspace and defolded with a valance
of Veritechs surrounding it. Space/Time
shimmered around its hulking mass as it coalesced directly into the flight path
of the Vindicator.
The
two titan war craft faced off as their massive gun batteries began to tear into
each other. Rail Cannons, high
powered guns and guided missiles, bellowed out from the SDF-3 like some metal
monster breathing smoke and fire.
300
Veritechs raced into battle with the Imperial Ties, commencing rapid barrage of
‘reflex’ missiles. Turbo
lasers, pulse cannons, and all other gun batteries aboard the Vindicator turned their crosshairs on the SDF-3.
With
all guns blazing, the Vindicator drove
its vast size through a frenzy of smaller attack ships.
Beams of light lanced out from the two cruisers creating an awesome light
spectacle. The two Space Giants
blasted away at each other through a spectrum of many colours.
The awesome laser show emanating from the two monstrous ships might have
been mistaken for a celebration if not for the mounting debris of mangled attack
craft and mutilated bodies now littering the space between.
The battle raged on...growing...and growing with intensity...
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