"Sir the turbolaser is powered up again."
"Fire!"
The planetary advanced turbolaser fired again at the Pandemonium, hitting it once more.
"All ships, move towards Achilles."
The ships changed course.
"Recharge the turbolaser. Guns?"
"Yes sir?"
"How long are we untill firing range?"
"30 seconds.."
"Good. All weapons, target Achilles."
"Ten, nine eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, we can fi-"
"All guns, FIRE!"
The combiened fire flew at the alligiance star destroyer. The shields held, but they had wavered for a moment.
"All right, a few more salvos and we have those shields down."
Another salvo of fire went out against the Alligiance.

<font color=006600>As the Iron Fist forces turned from their original target and found a new one, the ships under Admiral Osiaric’s command shifted position to follow. There was now little doubt that this small number of ships remaining were only staying here at Ralltiir to occupy the Imperial’s time and resources, and to distract them from a possible attack in retaliation. Therefore, the false Empire had to be dealt with as quickly as possible, so as to free up the New Order’s forces for other action.

Sentinel Fleet’s division 3:1 was quick to follow the opposing ships, racing off after them and chasing them all the way to the other division. When the Iron Fist forces had begun their turning manoeuvre, Sent 3:1’s second battle group had already begun to intercept, in anticipation of an attack on the command group.

They were therefore in the perfect position to shadow the Iron Fist forces as they made their way across space toward Sent 1:2’s position. But, contrary to the way the Iron Fist’s commander would have liked, Drakiss’ division had not sat idly by and simply waited to be attacked.

As the rest of the Iron Fist’s fleet had already left the system in hyperspace, all attention had for some time now been focused on the remaining ships - not only by Sent 3:1, but by all Imperial divisions present. In the time it was taking for Snowkan’s dwindling fleet to reach Drakiss’ powerful force, the Vice-Admiral had started to re-position his ships.

His division was now aptly prepared to fend off the defending force. Even by itself, Sent 1:2 would have been able to obliterate the Iron Fist ships. But Drakiss was not alone, and even as IFE opened up on the Achilles, Sent 3:1 was closing fast behind.

The second battle group reached the main battle scene first, and opened all forward guns on the ships in the rear, rapidly draining their shields as Drakiss assaulted the front.

IFE was now trapped between two of TNO’s most powerful and experienced commanders, with Sentinel 3:2 fast incoming to join the fight.

Osiaric was ordering all forward guns to concentrate on Snowkan’s Victory-class Star Destroyer, which was fast losing all power to shields. Fighters were already swarming the other ships in Snowkan’s division when Sent 3:1’s command group arrived on the scene and began firing in earnest at the enemy Battle Dragons.

The Iron Fist Empire was trapped, boxed in, and with no way of escaping. Their ships were outnumbered ten to one, and reinforcements for their attackers were incoming.

They were dead.</font>

"Sir the turbolaser is powered up."
"The shields on the Achilles are down."
"Concentrate all fire from our ships at the bridge of Achilles. Tell the turbolaser to shoot on Pandemonium again."
The planetary advanced turbolaser shot on Pandemonuim. The shields held, but wavered.
"Sir another shot or two and the shields on Pandemonuim are down."
"Wonderful. Let me talk to the crews."
"Once second sir."
"Please make it fast."
"You can talk."
"Crewers of the Iron Fist Empire vessels, thius is Grand Admiral Snowkan. We are trapped and boxed in. We can and will take a few of them with us. Any crewers who feel they don't want to sacrifice themselves can leave now."
"Sir the corellian gunship seems to be turning onto another course."
"Sensors, track it."
"It is running straight at Pandemonuim."
"What is happening?"
"The crew is getting off the ship. Escape podes launching"

<font color=006600>Althogh the planetary turbolaser was now firing consistently at the Pandemonium, none of it’s shots were getting through. The only shot that managed to penetrate the defensive jumble of ships surrounding Osiaric’s command ship was the first. Since then, the turbolaser had stayed locked on to the Pandemonium, but all consequent fire had been wholly absorbed by an alternating shield of other starships, all determined to protect their Admiral.

The Iron Fist forces’ sensor stations were receiving their information primarily from the planet itself, directly incoming from the turbolaser. Due to the Imperial’s communication jam, this information was distorted, and the Iron Fist tacticians actually believed that their turbolaser’s shots were getting through to their target.

<font color=ffffff>Bridge, Pandemonium
Ralltiir High Orbit

<font color=808080>“Sir, sensors indicate the Achilles’ shields are weakening!” <font color=006600>A warning cry rang out over the bridge, dwarfing all other voices contesting the airspace. <font color=808080>

“Order all Fire Cruisers to make strafing runs on the Battle Cruisers - I want them out of action in the next minute.” <font color=006600>Osiaric turned his head sideways slightly, obviously intending to comment to Tulok on the situation. Before he could get a word out, though, the same man who had called out before notifying the bridge of the Achilles’ shields failing, heightened his voice once more, with an added sense of urgency lying through it. <font color=808080>

“Admiral, the Gunship is headed this way - ramming speed!” <font color=006600>This aggravated the bridge further, but Tulok quickly took control of the situation, before Osiaric could respond. <font color=808080>

“Redirect those FCLC’s. I want them to knock that ship off-course,” <font color=006600>Tulok commanded one of the officers nearby, not bothering to go through Lithium this time. <font color=808080>“Attack it from the aft and below - know it down onto a different vector.” <font color=006600>

As Tulok redirected Osiaric’s ships, the older man stood silently still, not moving much and with a look in his eyes that reflected the one he’d been giving Tulok for a some time now. It was a look that suggested that one of these days, the captain’s going over his admiral’s head would come back and bite him in the backside.

Tulok had by now learned to ignore this.

Out in space, the Fire Cruisers were catching up to their newly assigned prey. The superior Fire Cruisers were more than three times faster than the slower Corellian Gunship, and caught it with such ease that it made IFE’s attempt at a kamikaze mission laughable.

Meanwhile, the energy pouring into the enemy Victory Star Destroyer was becoming too much for the rebel ship to handle. Its shields were faltering in places, as were those of the pair of Hapan Battle Dragons. Hordes of TIE Devils were already assaulting numerous ships, and as IFE had no contesting fighter support to offer, their job was made all so much easier.

As it was, all IFE ships were having to divert power to shields, so as to protect themselves, as that therefore drained power from the reserves being used to fuel the turbolasers.

The Fire Cruisers had now begun firing on the doomed gunship, and, with no crew to change it’s course, it was dipping below and into another vector that would take it harmlessly out of the division’s way.

Their job completed, the FCLC’s turned, and rejoined the battle.</font>

OOC:fine i didn't fire the turbolaser 3 times. i think i would have fired it twice.
IC:

"Sir the corellian gunship has been deverted off course. It is no longer any good to us. The shields on Achilles are down. The advanced turbolaser is powering up."

"Wonderful. Concentrate all fire power on the engines."

200 concussion missiles flew at the engines of Achilles. 120 from Serpent's Smile, 80 from the victory star destroyer. The engines were taking heavy fire from the turbolasers and ion cannons as well. Suddenly the hapan battle dragons accelerated, just as the corellian gunship had. They had all power from weapons in shields and engines. The victory star destroyer started to play cover for them. The hapan battle dragons were almost at the engines. Their crew desided not to abandoun ship. The victory star destroyer launched another salvo at the engines. Before they could reach the engines, the engines blew up, leaving the reacotr bare. The eighty concussion missiles inpacted on the reactor, making it go critical. Their was no chance for the crew to stop it from going critical. The reactor exploded, taking the ship with it. Suddenly the targte of the hapna battle dragons became obvious. They were going to ram, Belial, the other Alligiance star destroyer. They were almost there. All of the Iron Fist ships turned off from their course that would take them to the dead Achilles, and went after Belial. 200 concussion missiles flew at it's engines, narrowly missing the hapan battle dragons. They contacted the shields, but they were still up.

Countless turbolaser and ion blasts impacted against the shields of the warlord fleet as Destroyer Legion II turned to execute a port broadside. Hundreds of TIE Devils performed strafing runs on the main rebel cruiser which Tactical Command had identified as the flagship, and soon the rebel flagship's bridge was immolated beyond recovery.

Vice Admiral Aevan Drakiss smiled and cupped his right hand to his mouth, enjoying the view of the massacre from his main viewport.

"Come about, ten degrees to port," ordered Captain Dowerty, commander of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Achilles<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->. "Give me a firing solution on those two Battle Dragons."

The tactical officer replied an affirmative, and motorservos swiveled heavy turbolaser batteries into position. Targeting computers locked in on those coordinates, and a steady chime sounded from the tactical station.

"Fire, maximum intensity."

The superior guns of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Achilles<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> blasted away at the Hapan Battle Dragons, leaving holes and debris where sublight engines had once been housed. The two ships were sent into a slow, uncontrollable spin, and began drifting, their cannons still firing.

Elsewhere, kilometers away, the 34 ships of Battle Groups I and II engaged the comparitively miniscule forces of the rebel fleet at point-blank range. Turbolaser cannons sizzled as their barrels were used again and again, and crews injected pellets of liquid nitrogen into the cooling slots, which were melted and redistributed along the outer casings of the barrels. They continued to fire, switching from one target to the next when they recognized the obviousness of an enemy's blackened, smoldering hull.

EDIT~No planetary turbolaser section now.

OOC:i have been firing on Achilles for my last four posts. 1 have 2, 4000m ships, 1, 2000m ship and 1, 900m ship all firing on that ship. I before i took the shields down, 1 had two 500m ships and one 120m ship. it was legal. Once your shields are down, then it is easy to kill the ship. I fired on it while it's shields were down for two posts. I powered up my turbolaser last post, i am firing it this post. fine i only fired it one then. untill this post. And it is still up, cause you can't make up a resistence group that doesn't exsit to blow up the turbolaser, especially when i have 20 000 troops and 7 HT protecting it. And your fighters ave been doing nothing, because you don't have any, they aren't in your manifest. To bad for you. So my battle drgaons are still alive, cause Achilles was dead.
IC:
The capital ships continued to hit the Belial again and again. The planetary turbolaser was charged, and it fired for the second time on Pandemonium. The ground forces were looking out for sabotage on the turbolaser. A group of cizilians had come near, but they didn't seem to be hostile. The battle would sson beover, Grand Admiral SNowkan realized that. His fleet was getting killed, but they were still fighting. The hapan battle dragons were almost at Belial. They accelerated even more and hit the belial, right on the engines where the fire had been concentrated. The shields came down, with onyl a little damage on Belial.

Heavy turbolaser blasts traced up the hull of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Serpent's Strike<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> as the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Achilles<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> let loose with a full frontal barrage, weapons clusters letting loose salvo after salvo. Oxygen jetted out of ruptured hull compartments with incredible intensity, throwing crewers out into the void. Fire made contact with the jets of oxygen, and the result was disastrous. A white-hot spear of combusted oxygen stabbed into the ship, melting surrounding armored hull plates as part of the ship attempted to collapse in on itself.

The ship went black then as power generators were disabled, knocked out in the blast by the fire which raged through the corridors, feeding on the output of the life support systems. Throughout the ship, crewers who found themselves close to viewports broke out their emergency glowlamps and used them to signal patterns to other ships-<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> HELP<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.

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Vice Admiral Aevan Drakiss watched as yet another enemy ship was rendered dead in the water, small lights blinking on and off throughout modular compartments which had been separated from lethal damage. The desperate cries of thousands of entombed men.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> A pity.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

He tore himself away from the viewport, and examined a datapad which a staff officer had laid on the handle of his command chair.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Emergency power is locked in, shield generators are back online, but at minimal power. Six more minutes, and they will cut off again. Adequate.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> he read, adding his own mental comments to the report.

He gave a firm command, and the tactical officer performed his office, shifting firepower to the sole remaining Corellian Battle Cruiser, <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Serpent's Coil<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Surrender.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> A silent plea to the enemy. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Enough blood has been shed this day.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

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A mob of Ralltiir's defense forces and citizens brandishing blaster rifles alike surrounded the huge advanced turbolaser cannon. After chanting anti-warlord slogans, the young men, women and stormtroopers assaulted the huge cannon, shooting or taking prisoner any warlord forces they encountered.

"Ralltiir Liberation Front," said a tall young man with rifle drawn as he encountered the control station's crew. "You are our prisoners. Come with us, and you may yet live through the day. Disobey, and you will be subjected to <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> mob justice<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->."

As an example, another member of the mob fired his blaster. The shot burned a hole through a control staff member's head, and he collapsed, dead. From then on, the control staff behaved as though they were docile, as they were escorted out of the huge cannon and into a hastily erected stockade.

Thermal detonators were planted, and the mob of patriots relocated to a safe position to watch as the giant turbolaser became nothing more than a mound of smoldering wreckage. Half a kilometer away, Ralltiir's planetary governor watched the spectacle, and nodded his approval.

The troops aroudn the planetary advanced turbolaser fired stun balsters into the crowd, while dismanteling the thermal detenators. The planetary turbolaser was safe. The palnetary turbolaser charged up once more.

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Grand Admiral Snowkan watched as Serpent's Strike was seriously harmed.

"All fire on the Achilles. It's shields are weak. Lets move people."

"Sir the victory and corruption star destroyers are eccelerating."

"All fire on Achilles."

The corruption and victory star destroyers did not follow that order. They fired time and time again on the engines of the Belial, the weakest part of the ship. three slavos of 200 concussion missiles each flew towards the engines, all hitting. The heavy double turbolasers on the corruption star destroyer were working like mad. the victory star destroyer was firing time and time again with it's missiles and turbolasers. The battle raged on. Serpent's Coil by this time was quite close to Achilles. It had all of it's tractor beams locked onto the almost dead corellian battlecruiser, Serpent's Strike. The engines on the battle cruiser were still active, adn the tractor beams of Serpent's Coil helped them move even faster. It accelerated towards Pandemonium. All of the crew except for a few faithful bridge officers abbandoned the ship.

"This is Grand Admiral Snowkan, all crewers, prepare to go to your nearest escape pod on my command."

Then the Grand Amdiral hit a button on hit console. It iniciated the self destruct. The count doen started. The ship moved closer and closer to Achilles. It was no right on it's engines.

"Sir the shields on Achilles is down."

"All fire, concentrate on the engines."

All of the firepower of Serpent's Coil flew at the Achille's engines.

Admiral Lei Lebron laughed a little bit as the battle Dragons melted into slabs of metal as they collided at a slow pace, due to the deterents of missles and laser blasts along with the ASD's forward movement.

"Damage report! All ships, pull a tight formation, nothing more will pull through to hit us." Lebron shouted out his orders and his question.

"39% Damage to rear plating, the primary shields have buckled but back-ups are holding." Returned a crewman. Tne Admiral nodded and ordered fighters to screen the battle fleet.