Hargeeva


"Shields, charging... Level one, reached... Level two, reached... level three, reached!" Cheers cried out, the triple layered shield system worked during its activation. Elsewhere on the planet, the six advanced turbolasers and planetary ion cannons charged fired off volleys as well, all part of a planet wide defense check.

The entire Farfalen fleet had been called in from their respective duties across the stars, they were grouped in their battle groups. Six, distinct groups.

The shipyards of Hargeeva were masked in a cloud of mines that detonated when approached and that fired lasers--releasing a counter-measure warhead when destroyed. The planet was invulnerable from any sort of attack currently. All in all, Lord Admiral Zen felt he had built a powerful defense to allow all his ships to be on the offensive.

The massive orbital drive yards traced circles around Hargeeva, with in two of them sat the keels and skeletons--with some sections covered with the hull--of two Shoto class battle cruisers, which would become active very soon. Supply ships were making finals runs to the fleet. All the while, Kyric Zen sat in his office, on Hargeeva.

"So beware, Empire, for we are coming." The words rang in Zen's ear like a bell. Long ago, he made a deal with the Holy Demothesian Empire that had gone sour. And then, just recently, the Holy Demothesian Empire swore allegience to the New Order. Now was his time for vengence.

"Ready my shuttle and prepare for mobilization." He tone was dry and he was mentally ready for war.

Information had said that the planets once promised by Seti Ashar were being controlled by the Empire and at the same time, the Empire had all of the Holy Demothesian Empire's former holdings were under the Order's control as well. Yet, at the same time no word of any form of coup or murder had reach Hargeeva, so it would be safe to assume that the Holy Demothesian Empire pledged allegiance to the New Order. Coward's tactics.

Zen thought inside his mind that it did not matter one bit who he was up against when it came to fighting, he would take what is his and he will exact all forms of proper revenge upon Seti Ashar and his backstabbing band of followers. The moons were red tonight.

"Helm, bring us about." Kyric muttered as he looked out the main veiwboard, looking at the indiviual ships, one-by-one. The thousands of men who crewed them, and the thousands back home on the surface who worked to keep them in top working condition. "Engage."

Black faded to streaks of white, then into the familiar white and grays of hyperspace travel. Soon, he thought, soon blood would be his.


Continued in Operation: Ice Blitz (Koros Major and Cinnigar)