February 13, 2138, 0247 hours, Jump Point to the New York System
Captain Louis O’Donnell looked around the bridge of his ship, the Jump Cruiser Bihar, in satisfaction. His battle-tested crew was experienced and had been drilled to exhaustively. Every thing that could be done had been done. The Fleet was ready. He turned to the plot once again, and studied the Fleet’s dispositions yet again:
Sol-New York Jump Point Guard Ship, Solar System, CO Captain Morgan Thornton:
Monitor – Masada
Jump Point Assault Force, CO Captain Louis O’Donnell
Tennessee Class Jump Cruisers – Bihar (Flag), Tennessee
Battlecruiser – Mars
Brooklynn r4 FFG – Cairo
Attack Boat r1 – AB-001, AB-002
Main Fleet, Sol-New York Jump Point, Solar System, CO Commander Scott Turner
Defender class – D-002, D-003
Brooklyn r5 FFG - Birmingham
Lake class FFG – Nairobi, Sacramento (Flag)
Brooklyn r4 FFG – Boston, Karachi, Lima, Seoul, Tokyo
Attack Boat r1 – AB-003
Missile Boat r3 – MB-002, MB-003, MB-006, MB-007, MB-008
Sol-Washington Jump Point Guard Squadron, Solar System, CO Rear Admiral Freya Wallace
Monitors – Saratoga, Waterloo
Sol System Reserve Group, Earth Orbit, CO Commander Gemma Tyler
Enterprise r4 class Patrol Cruiser - Assistance
Falcon r4 class Interceptors – 22 (numbered, not named)
Captain O’Donnell felt a deep sense of satisfaction as he looked around his bridge at his crew unhurriedly making ready to assault the jump point. Mankind was returning to the stars. And he was leading them!
The clock counted down and one by one the ships of the fleet reported their readiness. Right on time the two Jump Cruisers moved forward and their generators formed jump points ahead of them. The two jump ships moved into their jump points, each followed closely by their escorts.
Captain O’Donnell shook his head groggily as they materialized in the New York system. Around him his crew struggled to get their ship under control as they dealt with the jump effects that blurred their senses and, in several cases, caused them to lose their last meals. After a few seconds the central plot updated. The two groups of human ships had arrived in the New York system separated by 26,000 kilometers. While the Bihar’s active sensors were down, her thermal sensors were not and they showed a blood red contact sitting right on the jump point at nearly point-blank range. As O’Donnell watched, the ship’s computer, which was rapidly recovering from its own version of jump effects, updated the red icon with whatever information it could glean from the ship’s thermal sensors. The contact was at about 60% the thermal signature of the Mars and the two jump cruisers, probably meaning it was somewhat smaller than the human ships. His head clearing, Captain O’Donnell turned to the helmsman. “Helm, follow the plan. Take us out at maximum speed. Put some space between us and the Obscura ship.”
“Aye, Aye sir! Helm is responding, and the engines are coming up. Full power in fifteen seconds.”
Captain O’Donnell watched the plot as his ship turned away from the jump point. Even as the Bihar turned away its two escorts, the two Attack Boats, turned towards the jump point and began moving slowly, sluggishly, towards the alien ship, which had begun turning away from the human ships. The missile combatants Mars and Cairo, escorting the Tennessee, also began to move away from the jump point and the Obscura ship.
There was a chime from the ship’s computer, and Captain O’Donnell focused on the icon for the Obscura ship. The computer showed new information prominently. The Obscura ship massed 9,000 tons and was moving away at the relatively stately 3,911 km/s.
Fifteen seconds after the human ships jumped in the Bihar’s communications officer turned from her console. “Sir, the Mars reports that she is under attack. The missiles did not show up on sensors and their CIWS failed to stop them. They report three hits on their shields, which are holding at 89%.”
Captain O’Donnell controlled his urge to grimace and nodded at the comms officer. The plot showed the Obscura ship moving away from the human ships. None of the human ships were up to full speed yet. As he watched the plot the comms officer spoke again.
“Sir, the Mars and the Cairo report that their active sensors are up and they are ready to engage.” Even as she spoke the plot updated to show eight Thunderbolt III’s launched by the Mars and nineteen Aegis V’s launched by the Cairo in offensive mode speeding towards the fleeing Obscura ship.
Even as the human missiles sped towards their target the Bihar shook as Obscura missiles impacted against her shields. “Damage report!”
The engineering officer assigned to the bridge turned from her station. “Sir, we were hit by six missiles. Our shields held, but are at 59%.”
“Very well.” Even as Captain O’Donnell turned back to the plot icon for the human missiles merged with the Obscura ship’s icon. He leaned forward intently as the Obscura ship sailed on, apparently unperturbed. “Computer, analysis. What was the effect of the last salvo from our ships?”
The computer spoke dispassionately. “All twenty-seven missiles hit the target. No observed effect. No atmospheric release detected.”
Captain O’Donnell settled back in his chair, once again staring at the plot intently. He wasn’t surprised that all of their missiles hit. They had been designed with the Dregluk in mind, and the Dregluk ships were faster than the Obscura. He had expected there to be hull breaches, though. It was somewhat disturbing that the smaller Obscura ship had such thick armor. He sighed quietly. There was little he could do at this point to affect the outcome of the battle. His fellow captains knew what to do, and how to do it. They had a plan and so far, it was working.
Every ten seconds the FFG Cairo spat out nineteen Aegis V missiles but the Mars required fifty seconds to reload her older launchers. The Attack Boats were still struggling to get their engines up to full power, and thus were still relatively close to the Bihar when the receding Obscura ship next launched its missiles that were targeted on one of the two Attack Boats. The human active sensors were now working, and there was enough space between the two opposing forces for the human’s anti-missile systems to begin working as they were intended. Eleven size three missiles appeared on the Bihar’s plot, speeding towards one of the Attack ships. AAM launchers across the attack force began spitting out Aegis V’s in defensive mode, targeted on the incoming missiles. The Aegis V’s, forged in the desperate battles against the Dregluk, destroyed the incoming Obscura missiles handily. In fact, the Aegis V’s achieved a near 100% hit ratio.
Captain O’Donnell, watching the engagement intently, nodded to himself. “Defense officer, change engagement settings to one AMM for every incoming missile. Comms, contact Cairo and order them to cease offensive fire. They are to go into defensive mode as of now.”
Turning back to the plot Captain O’Donnell noticed that the Attack Boats had finally gotten underway. While they aren’t as fast as the latest version of the Falcon interceptors, the Attack Boats have an overtake on the Obscura ship of 2,700 km/s. They will close the distance fairly rapidly. As the Attack Boats begin moving away from the rest of the human fleet the Obscura ship, apparently identifying them as the primary threat, again targets the small human ships for its missile fire. Once again, the Aegis V missiles wipe out the incoming Obscura missile wave with 100% hit ratio.
As the Attack Boats moved away from the human ships in pursuit of the fleeing Obscura ship they moved further and further from the human fleet’s anti-missile coverage. This became problematic when the next Obscura missile wave roared in on the smaller human ships and only the Bihar’s anti-missiles could reach the Obscura missiles before they hit their target. Captain O’Donnell watched as two Obscura missiles hit the AB-001.
A few seconds later the Bihar’s comms officer turned from her console. “Sir, the AB-001 reports no internal damage. They are continuing pursuit.”
“Very well.” For a brief second Captain O’Donnell considered calling them back, but then he quelled his doubt. The Obscura were alien enemies and he would destroy them using whatever tools he had.
Even as the Obscura missiles hit the AB-001 the Mars launched its second salvo of Thunderbolt III’s. The eight missiles from the Mars roared in on the Obscura ship, easily overtaking it, and all eight hit their target. Once again, the computer reported that there were no observed effects of the human bombardment on the Obscura ship.
The next salvo from the Obscura ship was too far for any of the human’s AMM’s to intercept before it hit its target. Six managed to hit the AB-001, savaging its armor and damaging its single engine, leaving it dead in space. After a few seconds Captain O’Donnell turned from the plot. “Helm, come about and set a pursuit course for the Obscura ship. We have to cover the AB-002 with our missiles. Comms, orders for the Cairo. They are to engage the Obscura ship with their AMM’s in offensive mode.” Perhaps the anti-missiles would distract the Obscura from the damaged ship.
The Bihar ponderously came about and began pursuing the distant Obscura ship even as the Obscura ship shifted its fire to the AB-002, now closing on the fleeing alien ship. Still beyond help from the rest of the human fleet the AB-002 took two hits to its armor but suffered no other damage.
Captain O’Donnell watches as the AB-002 closes on the Obscura ship. The human attack ship takes three more hits as it closes, but reports only minor shock damage. Finally, the AB-002 reports that it is closing to attack range and Captain O’Donnell leans forward, intent on the plot. His frown deepened, though, as the Obscura ship began dodging the AB-002, managing to remain just outside its weapon’s range in spite of the fact that the human ship was faster. For the next fifteen seconds the two ships dodged across the plot, with the Obscura ship managing to remain just outside the human ship’s range. The next Obscura salvo savaged the human attack ship, which had already suffered serious armor depletion. The AB-002 was left dead in space with few systems still functional.
Captain O’Donnell leaned back, taking in the larger picture after focusing on the near-point-blank battle between the two ships. Eight Thunderbolt III’s from the Mars were approaching the Obscura ship, which had turned away from the AB-002 and was running again. O’Donnell watched as the missiles from the Mars roared in and hit the Obscura ship, which immediately disappeared from the plot, to be replaced seconds later by a debris icon. Even as he settled back in his chair in satisfaction the Obscura ship’s last salvo raced in on the crippled AB-002, which disappeared in a welter of explosions, leaving behind a few drifting life pods. There were no pods from the Obscura ship.
Captain O’Donnell looked at the plot, which was now clear of enemy ships, and then around his bridge, in triumph. He had been the comms officer on the old Enterprise under Ship CEO Buckley when they had jumped into the Honolulu system and come under fire from Obscura ships immediately after exiting the jump. That had been chaos. They had been completely unprepared. No one knew what to expect and all of them had been little more than civilians playacting in uniforms that didn’t belong to them. The disastrous jump into the Honolulu system marked the beginning of humanity’s retreat from the stars, and was a black mark on the Fleet’s history. He remembered the chaos on the bridge of the Enterprise like it was yesterday, and the near panic on the face of CEO Buckley, who had been as unprepared as everyone else. He was immensely proud of the difference between now and then. The smooth cooperation of his crew and the crews of the other ships was a marked difference between then and now. He had always remembered the way that Buckley’s panic had infected everyone else on the bridge of the Enterprise, and he had driven himself over the years to always project calm confidence any time that he was somewhere where the crew could see him.
O’Donnell shook his head, lost in thought while the bridge crew coordinated the aftermath of the battle. He had blamed Buckley for her panic at the Battle of Honolulu, but then she had later redeemed herself in one of the interminable battles during the Bombardment. The Enterprise had been lost with nearly all hands, including Captain Buckley, a heroic incident in a period of time that was filled with heroes dying to save innocents.
Captain O’Donnell shook himself. “Comms, open channel to the squadron.” He paused until his comms officer nodded, then continued. “This is Captain O’Donnell. The Obscura ship has been destroyed and our screens are clear. Congratulations!” His voice rang out true and clear across all of the human ships in the New York system. “We have struck a blow for humanity and taken our first steps back to the stars.” He paused for a second to gather his thoughts. “I want all of you to know how proud of you I am. All of you acted with honor and bravery, and I intend to see that you are all recognized for your actions here today.” His eyes drifted towards the blinking icon for the wreck of the AB-002 and the Cairo, which was approaching the wreck to pick up life pods. “Don’t mourn for our losses. The crewers on the ‘Light horse’ (AB-002’s nickname from its crew) died as humans should die, in battle with aliens, protecting our homes and families. They won’t be the last to die as we return to the stars, but one thing I can promise you, we’ll kill more of them than they’ll kill of us!” His voice rose to roar at the last and the crew on the Bihar’s bridge rose to their feet cheering. All across the fleet the crews were cheering as they settled in to put the next phase of the plan into action.
The Bihar and the Tennessee jumped back to the Solar System, escorting the AB-001, which had restored motive power, and began shuttling the rest of the fleet into the New York system as the AB-001 returned to the Earth for repairs.
With the Fleet in the New York system Captain O’Donnell ordered the sensor pod that had been conveyed into the system by the Tennessee to be deployed. It took several minutes for the pod’s crew to get its sensors operational but once they were up the Fleet had a clear view out to four hundred and twenty-five million kilometers. The small pod, only 2,200 tons, expanded the human ship’s detection range greatly. No Obscura ships were within detection range.
With the Fleet now safely in-system and the pod deployed, Captain O’Donnell ordered the next phase to begin. The Sacramento and the Nairobi, both the latest version of Thunderbolt missile equipped FFG’s, along with the defensive FFG’s Birmingham, Boston, and Cairo, left the jump point headed for the rally point of the long-lost exploration group that had disappeared in the New York System seven years ago. With the sensor pod in place the missile boats left with the fleet on the jump point could engage any Obscura ships that the pods could detect with their Bludgeon III missiles.