OOC: I Agreed to it it seemed like the right move. Any way I am working on it IC on the Disruptor as we speak.

The far side of the planet, away from the various inderdiction fields of the battling fleets, two seperate forces exited hyperspace. One was the 4th Fleet, returning from Kessel and dragging the ravaged hulk of the Enforcer. The second group of ships was the newest additions to the fourth, five Dreadnaughts and two Xyxl cruisers. The original ships of the fleet deposited the Enforcer in high orbit to be placed in drydock for refitting. With this done, the order went out from Colonel Blackkon for the Fleet to form up. Combined with the Battle Dragons that had been waiting for the 4th's return as well as the one damaged at Kessel and now repaired, the fleet now numbered two Xyxl-class Battlecruisers, one Legacy-class Torpedo ship, five Dreadnaughts, and a full dozen Battle Dragons.

Once his fleet was complete, Blackkon boarded his shuttle, the 'Blackk Night', and moved to one of the Xyxl class ships, the Fourth's new flagship. He skillfully landed the Lambda in the ships hanger, and made his way to the bridge, reviewing the training records of his new ships. The Colonel was pleased to see they had followed pre-recorded orders perfectly regarding thier training. The officers he'd assigned to oversee things had marked all the crews performances. With the fleet ready, Arthorn prepared a communication to Grand Admiral Logan.

"Admiral, this is Colonel Blackkon. The 4th Fleet is ready for new orders. Do you wish us to engage the enemy here or to move on as our earlier orders stated. The Fourth Fleet is at your command."

Aboard the cruiser, the transmission was heavily encrypted and sent down to the planet. There it was lightly checked for certain markers by an autonomous program and encrypted further. After it's encryption there, the message moved across the planet to another transmitter. From there it moved up to a satellite in orbit, encrypted a third time, and finally sent to the 'Archammer'. All of this took merely seconds, but was worth it to conceal the source of the transmission and the Fourth's position on the other side of the planet.

While awaiting a reply, Blackkon ordered his ships into a defensive formation. The Legacy took it's spot between the two battlecruisers, and the Dreadnaughts and Battle Dragons that accompanied them formed a protective sphere around the command ships. From this formation, the most important ships were protected, while the fleets weaponry and fighters could be brought to bear on an attacker quickly. In addition to the defensive stance, the Colonel ordered all ships into low emission mode, all non-essential systems shut down(not shields and weapons), and all outgoing communications cut from all but the flagship, itself silent until orders were recieved.

Cronus immediate response to the distressing news was delayed shock. His jaw was still etched in horror and bewilderment at the report's ominous message. A large hostile task force was in the vicinity of the New Order planet of Dantooine, a sparsely inhabited, industrialized world of the Braxant Sector. High Admiral Daemon Hyfe had issued a distress warning to all allies in proximity of sending relief efforts to the scene. Cronus had snapped into action, though is purposes and objectives at Myrkr were only half complete.

Khurgee could be monotonously heard issuing the same petition to the strike force assigned to the shipyard designated as beta target.

"4th flights through 6th flights, strafe that shipyard port, approach at subluminal speed, concussion units only. Break port at sixty degrees and rejoin formation."

He gave his attention to Cronus, nodding. At that, Adalric issued orders to the strike force's Victory destroyer escorts through a communications frequency patched through the Tactical Command Console.

"Victory escorts, prime energy weapons, give full seige to beta target once your covering fighters flee the scene."

4th flight took charge of the pack, the streaking A-wings formed into an evasive approach towards the shipyard, and at vectoring into a proximity for effective use of their weapons systems, released a barrage of concussion missiles impacting against the durasteel plating of the armored yard. 5th flight and 6th flight repeated the manuevers, as all flights broke into a steady pattern to rejoin the escorts. The concussion missiles had severed the shipyards propulsion pipelines, and destroyed it's shielding units. Processing the data over a miniture BAC unit to the Victor escorts, the warships cruised in steathily for the final blow.

Four Victory class destroyers, cruised in tight formation towards the shipyard at dangerously accelerating speeds. The ships were built for hit/fade runs over the most minute of targets, they were designed for seige warfare. At once, they let off a single and devastating accurate barrage of energy fire. The shipyard lit surroudning space in a brilliant explosion, decimating the durasteel construct.

"Gentlemen, our duties here are complete."

Cronus uttered this vague statement of hope and prosperity yet to arrive for the Imperial Combine. The two shipyards in orbit above Myrkr were now nothing but rust and smoltered durasteel. Standing above his senior and junior officers over the catwalks, he strived to maintain a higher rate of moral for his crewmen, in this desperate hour of the New Order's sanctity. Turning his attention to Khurgee, his issued an order of due certainty.

"Khurgee, alert the task force to combat readiness. Get us underway."

The Imperial Syndicate task force left a pathway of carnage behind their hyperdrive units, the rebel forces gunning after Cronus' in their wake.

Logan glared coldly at what remained of the Shipyards.THe New Alliance had suffered tremendously for nothing.The sight of the obliterated shipyards was enough to want vengence.

And even if it took him the rest of his life,he would have it.

"Charge gravity wells.As well as the superlaser.Set course for Dantooine"

"Course set,Admiral.Awaiting jump orders."

"Hold..patch me through to Colonel Blackkon."

A few seconds later Blackkon's face appeared on he screen.

"Yes sir?"

"Have the 4th Fleet go to Almania and await further orders.I want you there as soon as possible.I am going to join in the attack on the Imperial planet Dantooine.Oh....good job,Colonel"

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On board the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Xylx<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->-class Star Command Ship Blackkon Watched the huge 17,500 meter ship vanish into hyperspace.Yes the New Alliance had suffered.......but their enemies would suffer even more.

Colonel Blackkon saw the enemy leave the system through visuals taken from facilities and satellites on the far side of the planet. Mere moments after the enemy was gone, Grand Admiral Logan returned his transmission with new orders.

"Have the 4th Fleet go to Almania and await further orders. I want you there as soon as possible. I am going to join in the attack on the Imperial planet Dantooine. Oh....good job,Colonel."

Before Blackkon could even reply, the Archammer was gone. Scanning the surroundings of Mykyr, other than the 2nd and 4th Fleets, pretty much all there was was destruction. But, the workers and people of the planet were already hard at work salvaging what they could. The Colonel turned away from the viewport, his face showing no emotion as usual, though a flash of pride crossed his features as the navigation officer reported a route to Almania was ready before he'd even ordered it.

"Well done Lieutenant. Transmit that to the rest of the fleet. We leave immediately," Arthorn commanded, his voice a touch softer to show his appreciation for the officers work.

Less that three minutes later, Fourth fleet had realligned for the jump, and with Blackkon's order, leaped into the blue walls of hyperspace...

...to arrive at the peaceful planet of Almania. Blackkons reports showed a few oddities, and he personally suspected it wouldn't be long before violence erupted here too. But until that time, the 4th would practice and be ready with the remanents of the 1st Fleet.