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RP: 5th XF [Hotaru] An Unfortunate Night

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Ichiro grunted, taking a couple missiles to the body and shield, glad for the armor's high impact rating. Emptying his last clip, Ichiro swapped weapons and went in close range as well, his Aether blade ripping into pods at an astonishing rate. He was in his zone, enemy weapons just missing him as he ducked and weaved though space.
 
The situation was becoming far better, the SMX forces seemed to be "On the ropes" as the Nepleslians would say. Once the larger combatants which the Panther SP-01 wing was dealing with had been defeated, SP-01 then began it's next phase of operations, clean up.

"SP-01, you're doing great, form together into a four tier firing line. Units and units deployed from 51 to 250 middle tier, 251 to 500 bottom tier, 501 to 750 top tier. 751 to 1000, odd numbered units break to the left of Jio group, even numbered units break to the right of Yab group. Units 51 to 1000, and power armor deployed from them, your task is to clean up every last armor in the Jio and Yab groups. Begin long range firing, Panther units, full power to front shield systems."

Units 1 to 50, conduct mop-up duty, find straggling Mishhu, armors, and torpedoes destroy them."


Kiri-Mai finished giving her mop up orders, and so she began the task of neutralizing the stray SMX, and hopefully bringing the battle to a close some time soon with the aid of her wing, and her fellow combatants.
 
The attack on Himitsu was spectacular, but the vessel’s shields were able to sustain the blow…though just barely. The shields went down, drained, and ablative armour half a meter thick quickly extended to further protect the Iori. The Production Bays and she ships within Himitsu’s shields were spared from the horror of the attack.

The Irims did manage to get their hits in, but all but two succumbed to the massive attack. NG-X5-05, NG-X5-17, and NG-X5-18 were annihilated by the attack, but their massive stores of Power Armour, which had been released at the beginning of the battle, continued to fight on. Of the combined 105,000 Lamia M1 in the three ships’ compliments, roughly 60,000 survived the terrible attacks. Ten wings of Power Armour (Irim 1-10, 11-20, 21-30, 31-40, 41-50, and 51-60) formed and retaliated against Portland I~VI in that order, each ship being attacked by 10,000 angry NH-12s.

NG-X5-22 was heavily damaged, but managed to limp away toward the restock point from Brunswick I, the hole quickly closed by a pair of Nozomi (NS-X5-201 and NG-X5-202) with Interdictors up and Phased Pulse Cannons bearing down on their target. Of the five Irim attacked, only NG-X5-23 emerged unscathed, saved by its quick activation of its interdiction field, as well as timely assistance from another of TF-51’s Nozomi (NG-X5-200) blasting at the Brunswick II harshly with its Phase Pulse Cannon.

Of course, these were not all of the Irim involved in the strike. NG-X5-02 through NG X5-04, and NG-X5-19 through NG-X5-21 remained intact, the six Irim still undamaged. Knowing their role was done, the Irims retreated from the front of the line, sixteen Arashi (NE-X5-21 through NE-X5-36) assuming the forward position. Given the wings of Power Armour, the Arashi elected to open fire with the AS-7 Antimatter torpedoes. The damage area was only a mile, but it was localized enough to minimize risk to the power Armour nearby. The Arashi NE-X5-21 through NE-X5-36 paired off and attacked one ship per pair, in the order of Portland I-VI and Brunswick I-II. Five Arashi (NE-X5-37-NE-X5-41) remained to guard the YSS Seijin no Umi.

The YSS Mazu, piloted by Kiyoko, reacted quite harshly to the destruction of the YSS Sheridan (NG-X5-17), charging into the fray and attacking the Portland I with her Projected Energy Beam Rakers, her Heavy SEPC and three of her Medium SEPCs. The Portland II would have to contend with the other three Medium SEPCs, and the Striker Arrays. As if this wasn’t bad though, 1000 Mobile Variable Weapons Pods detached from the hull, firing Transphasic energy beams at the two enemies, 500 each. The display could only be described as overkill, given that the enemy was already damaged. The Irim wings attacking those two ships were actually forced to withdraw, lest they be caught in the barrage.

The three remaining Yui assigned to attack the last of the Qeh (NS-X5-13 through NS-X5-15) continued to fight, unloading everything they had at the damaged Falmouth I, trying to hold on until assistance arrived, or victory came…

The remaining Nozomi (NS-X5-203 through NG-X5-224) split into three groups, NS-X5-203 through NS-X5-209 protecting Hotaru, NS-X5-210 through NS-X5-216 shielding Himitsu, and NS-X5-217 through NS-X5-224 remaining of standby should either the Nami no Seigi Squadron or the TF-50 require assistance.

Himitsu AL2 1~200 and Hotaru AL2 1~200 had been relatively successful, sustaining a total loss of roughly 10%. Restoring into Himitsu AL2-1~175 and Hotaru AL2-1~185, only Hotaru AL2-100~185 and Himitsu AL2-100~175 followed the enemy fleet, 200 wings staying within the range of the main battle.

Hotaru AL2-100~185 and Himitsu AL2-100~115 engaged Yab 1~75 at full steam, The remaining force of Himitsu AL2-116~175 attacking Jio 1~40.

The NG-X5-91 arrived, but was unable to use its massive main gun without wasting allied forces, so it released its own 35 wings of Power Armour (Irim 61~95) to assist, Irim 61~75 attacking Jio 1~40, and Irim 76~95 attacking Yab 1~75. It also deployed 720 Weapons Pods for its own defence, and offered medical care to the injured.

Meanwhile, the volume of fire concentrated on Brunswick III through Brunswick X could only be described as phenomenal. Jiyuu was the last place they should have attacked and, for good measure if nothing else, their day was about to get worse. Taisa Chiemi Haruko, onboard the YSS Seijin no Umi, peered across the battlefield and gave a simple order. The massive Yuumi and all its escorts folded, appearing a second later interposed between Jiyuu and the oncoming destroyers (Brunswick III through X). Should any scrap of metal survive the onslaught arrayed against them, she would fire and they would burn.
 
Kishou nodded as Caine orders to slaughter the Mishhu sounded through her comms. The 17th, coupled with a further 16 armour wings, had been given their chance to charge and annihilates the remaining Whifgurflumik in Gyu 1 and 2. The plan of attack reached her milliseconds after the Chui gave his orders; the neko acting almost on automatic as she followed her sisters into the thick of combat underneath their stealth fields.

The sylph pack’s remaining drone detached and watched her back as Kishou swept into close range; staffing the pods with streaks of aether while trying to avoid any more damage to her Mindy. A SEPC shot glanced upwards off her wrist shield, overloading it, even as the beam itself ploughed ricocheted up and into her bulky pack – nothing but a hindrance without its drones or barrier. Kishou jettisoned the equipment, its explosion adding another twinkle to the night, as the Itto Heisho herself scored a quick kill on the pod that had almost destroyed her.
 
Just beyond the 5th’s Interdiction range a series of flashes interrupted the darkness of space, ten Mersina Class Cruisers emerged into real space taking up formation a safe distance below the weapons arc of the firing Fifth Expeditionary Fleet. Seconds later a larger never seen before class of vessel emerged behind them. The mighty sleek Onslaught Battleship.

Seated regally on her marble throne the Lord, Director Mayumi Koyanagi issued a hyperspace communication to Hotaru announcing their presence.

“This is Koyanagi Mayumi-Motoyoshi, hell of a welcoming committee you prepared for us Hotaru. Next time leave the squid off the guest list.” She turned looking towards Thomas. “Time to see what this beast can do…”

The ten Mersina’s broke into two groups forming diamonds on either side of the Onslaught. The mighty ship moved forwards joining the assault against Portland I~IV volleys of swarm missiles left their launchers clearing away pods as the mighty ship moved forwards.

Antineutron beam turrets swept through space, cleaving at the hulls of the Portland Group. The Onslaught fired her two UTCs a glimmer of sparkle traced through hydrogen pockets as the mighty weapon unleashed its fury on Falmouth I. Her LTC turrets joined the torrent, flooding the Portland group with their fire.

The two Mersina groups alit space with continuous fire from their High Energy Xaser Beam Turrets into the clouds of pods being careful to avoid hitting any of the Fifth Expeditionary Fleet’s ships.
 
With a smirk Kuniko watched as the Mishhu group was decimated by her volley, tsking a little as she saw the two ships try to limp away.

"No survivors...Is that understood?" Kuniko asked of her crew, looking around as two nekos at separate consoles gave the orders, three of the Arashi launching three torpedoes each to finally crush the Mishhu ships. Mentally she sent a message to the armor wings under her control.

"All wings, make sure those missles never connect." With a mental acknowledgment, a group of armors broke off to take down the missiles aimed for Hotaru. She was confident in the other ships to take down those few Mishhu that had barreled through.


Tenshi threw her hands in the air at the arrival of the Samurai armors. Muttering evily she had placed her helmet on just after switching into the Mindy 1-H, just before she had launched her and the wing into space. "Shoki wing launch! You heard the Shoi the Samurai will form on us."

Then in a private channel to just the Shoki wing, Datenshi let through in a muttered growl. "Let's show them we are just as good as any damn Samurai, got it?!" Shooting ahead, Datenshi cut through two weapon pods on her way toward one of the larger ships, ready to take it down as she charged her Aether gun to form a blade.
 
The mighty Onslaught’s UTC scored Falmouth I in the midsection, joined by fire from the Yui Scouts the already damaged Ooghlrashithagg tried to flee but failed. Her hull crumbled showering the field in a blast of debris. It was not to be alone; the fifth emptied nearly all it had at the Brunswick group, joined too by the newly added power of the Onslaught; the Brunswick group never made Jiyuu buckling in the heavy fire.

Nearly all the Jio Frasworstch pods were blown away, the remaining wing dove bomb to their deaths targeting the nearest Star Army ships and slamming themselves into it. Yab took damage, losing nearly half their ranks. Gyo Wings were eliminated; the remaining 25 Yab Wings engaged the 17th and Asamoya armor wings pulling erratic maneuvers trying to ram themselves into their pilots.

Portland
group fell to its Irim and Onslaught attackers, the combined firepower upon them left them with no where to run.


Remaining Active SMX Assets

Yab 1~25
 
Sumaru's frost blue eyes traced the erratic movement of the pods that rushed them, many of the pods obviously collecting to collide head on with him as he was just behind Datenshi. Situational awareness and adrenaline kicked in, his mind now acting on impulse as the young armor pilot rushed by the forward Datenshi and zipped past her with the aid of his Sylph wing pack.

Both of his forearm weapons were charging, growing in brightness as he passed through the middle of the broken SMX pod formation and hoped many shifted to chase him. With a high speed downwards turning corkscrew Sumaru bit hard into his lower lip, hoping to force many of the speeding SMX pods to crash into one another, the acrobatic armor pilot then overboosted a short distance making sure the remaining pods were not too close as he'd have lost a little ground with such a complex maneuver. Using his speed advantage to gain some distance, he'd lean his pink paneled Mindy M2-2A armor into a 180 degree forward turn, making him now upside down and turning back from his previous facing, so now he'd be looking directly the pursuing SMX pods. In that sudden movement he simultaneously freed his Sylph Assault Drone pods and letting his speedy FCS take a full lock. If his impromptu plan worked, they would now be lined up neatly in an easier to fire line, to which Sumaru let lose both his fully charged forearm blasts along side a four pod array of heavy Ke-M4-W2903 Assault Drone fire to take what he could out as he continued to float backwards away from the pods.
 
"Don't let them hit you! Try to spear them with ammo or your aetherblades!" Ichiro called out to the 17th wing's Mindys, as he stabbed a pod through the center, getting away before the blast, but still thrown by the shockwave. His armor gave off alerts, his shielding was drained by the forceful blast, and the armor on his right arm was severly damaged.

Shaking it off, he dove back into battle, knowing full well he could lose his arm. Not that it mattered with the homeosynth tanks.
 
The Irim nearby (NG-X5-91) was destroyed in the Kamikaze Pod Attack, but she put up an excellent fight with her Weapons Pods and her Power Armors, resulting in a number of enemy losses. The remaining Mishhu had managed to take out some of the 5th XF Power Armor Force as well, but now their relatively meager 25,000 pods were outnumbered 5 fold by the remaining 125,000 LAMIA. Rejoining into the Iori Joint AL2 Wings 1~125, each attacked the last of the Yab Pod wings, five to one...they no longer had a ship to return to, after all, so it would only be a matter of time.

The other 200 wings of LAMIA nearer to Hotaru scoured the wrecks of enemy vessels, scanning for any surviving pockets of resistance, and eliminating them as swiftly as possible. They also tried to secure ST Pods and Escape Pods...of course, they took care to determine if they were 5th XF or Hanabusa controlled. Already Hotaru and Himitsu were fast at work, attempting to repair breached hulls and shielding systes respectively.



Yaichiro's eyes moved across the sensor readouts, as he anticipated the results of his command with bated breath...

All Local Enemy Ships Destroyed.

As the news of similar success began to flow into his mind, save for a relatively small pocket of resistance in the outer system, he gave a sigh of relief...

Kokoro-Juni, please disengage the Interdiction SEM...all Irim, Kyoto, and Yuumi in Nami no Seigi Squadron, return to your respective bays. All Nozomi, Arashi, and Sakura in Nami no Seigi Squadron, scour the battlefield for allied ST devices and assist 5th XF forces where needed...be VERY careful with Escape Pods...they may be allied, or Hanabusa. Consult your -IES system before retrieval.

He then opened up communications with the Asamoya...

Thank you for the assist, Asamoya...the audacity, attacking Jiyuu directly...they asked for a smiting, and we gave them one.
 
I am glad to have been able to assist Taii. Unfortunately my little stunt came at a cost. Yuriko's voice a little disappointed as she began setting the ship back to normal operations. However, power relays in two of the six particle cannons were burnt out from being pushed past their limits, and the auxiliary ship's own gravimetric engines were now offline due to running too hot.

We can still make it under our own power, but we will need repairs. But the cost was well worth it in terms of lives saved.

The Honor Guard Wing indeed formed up on the Shoki armor wing of the Asamoya. Each Sarah pulled out their aether sabers in a seemingly simultaneous movement. They activated them as one, and the unruly white hot aetheric energy blade issued forth. Despite 'Tenshi's words, seeing twenty samurai ready to do battle was still an imposing, if not slightly awe inspiring sight. As the Shoki power armor wing engaged, the M7's charged right after. NSBs were launched from each, and some even fired their particle cannons at the pods of the YabSMX wings. When they finally closed in, the M7's cleaved into the SMX pod's front lines, firing simultaneously their particle cannons into the second lines as their aether sabers began cutting down the first as they assisted the Asamoya's power armor wing.
 
"God damnit Sumaru GET BACK IN FORMATION NOW!" Datenshi shouted into simply his helmet, growling aloud now. Why was he rushing around and acting so fucking stupid now? This was different from previous battles, this was a fleet battle where a sense of uniformity was needed. Why rush outside of the formation? Thats how people go killed!

"You and I are going to have a talk when we get back after this fight, and after that we are going to train formations and knowing where your group is, understood?!" Datenshi said with a growl as she peered around at the Samurai, wondering just what they were thinking now...

Seeing that they finally caught up and engaged, Datenshi nodded to the overzealous pilot, letting him go as she called out. "Shoki wing, engage!" She said aloud as she let out her NSBs, her sword alive with power as she began to cut down enemy pods left and right.
 
With a cry, Ichiro got rid of the last pod in his line of sight, and with in range of his sensors. Panting heavily, he chanced a glance at his arm, and expected the worse. It wasn't as bad as he thought, but the damage was more wide spread, his armor crushed in along his side as well. Ichiro-Heisho to YSS Asuka, Ichiro-Heisho to YSS Asuka. I've eliminated all Pods in sensor range. I require medical attention, and am coming in.
 
Grand Admiral Davis walked carefully through Hotaru following the map laid out for him. As he moved, he took the time to look around at random intervals, taking in the size of the fortress as well as evaluating the efficiency with which the thing operated.

It would be a long walk, but the corridors and streets were mostly empty. Civilians had been evacuated, following their directions in a mostly-orderly fashion. The same situation, involving Nepleslians, may have fallen into chaos in some sectors... but most Nepleslians were also armed, which, for good or for bad, made it rather difficult to invade their territory. The aging Nepleslian chalked that one up as neither boon or bane, saving it for the category of 'cultural differences.'

Perhaps it was these Blackcoats the Grand Admiral had read about on occassion, the ones who ensured the safety of the command structure and fortress but who were also so dapperly dressed in their garments of psychological warfare--follow the rules, don't call us, we'll call you. How SAINTLY, but his IPG were no different. A cultural simularity in this sense, Davis thought, with a hint of a smile directed at the invisible stare he was more than likely recieving.

Some time passed, more than enough for the battle to be decided one way or the other in this horrible day and age of destruction. Given the fact that he was still in one piece, the assault was probably a failure, an overconfident waste of military strength against such a defensible position.

The home for the entire 5th fleet. One would have no better luck attacking Nepleslia herself.

Finally, he came to the door leading to his destination, after a quick adjustment of his cap, he politely rapped his gloved hand on the door.
 
Caine and the other 17th would snipe the kamikaze pods then dodge them to let them recklessly smash into each other and explode. A few would get injured but none that seriously, the coordination and cooperation to watch each other's backs was paying off. One pod would get damaged and begint o spiral wildly out of control and smash into another one resulting in an explosion that engulfed the ones around them in a comedic flash of fireworks and tumbling pods.

In but a few short moments they'd register a clean slate of enemies around them. Nothing left but debris. "All enemies obliterated." Caine said, looking around using the sensor nets. "Let's go on home." He gestured to the others with his arm, indicating the Hotaru. "I'm sure some of us need medical treatment and refit of weapons."
 
Eriko stopped for the first time since the battle started – stopped dead. She closed her eyes for a moment, and stood; prying her fingers from the edges of the chair and stretching out the tension in her muscles. To be honest, she looked a bit haggard – the sheer speed at which she’d given orders had seemingly drawn itself into her face. The Shosho massaged her temples, and relaxed. The battle was over, losses were light and the squid had been kicked squarely in the tail.

Now about those traitors…

This is Miyamae Shosho to the YSS Adlich and the YSS Tsubaki in addition to all members of the 17th Kasairyuu armour wing: refit and rearm yourselves, take care of the wounded and prepare for battle again. You’ve been chosen as representatives of the Fifth, and will be accompanying the YC-28 on a hunt to find the traitors that escaped our grasp. Empress guide you.
 
Great work out there Kobayashi-Heisho! Okay, we're preparing for you to come in. How injured are you? Kichiro inquired from the medbay, while preparing a pack of hemosynth blood and some painkillers as a preliminary precaution. The caretaker wiped his brow and pondered to himself for a moment. Hmm... and we didn't even have time to let the patients in medbay out yet. And that Noboru-Hei had to leave them unattended, to top things off. Mah, mah... this day couldn't be much more troublesome.
 
Caine came back to Eriko. "17th is already heading to Hotaru for rearm-refits and medical attention." He said. "Are we to dock with teh YC-28 and ride with them or simply stay int he armors?"
 
Thanks, but change of plans. Looks like I'm with the 17th for now, and we're being ordered to the Hotaru. Ichiro replied, jetting towards the base at the highest speed he could maintain. I guess we'll have to talk later. Sorry guy. he sent, landing as best he could with most of his right side chewed up. "I need medical attention, refuel, repairs, refit. ASAP." he told the nearest tech, not wanting to open his armor yet.
 
Kishou complied as best she could with her orders to return to Hotaru. She seemed to be jumping ships a lot of late. One day on the Yugumo (if that), one day on the Asuka, and now attached to a Hotaru armour wing heading out on escort duty. The Hotaru launch bays loomed up; her Mindy passing slowly through the environmental force-field. Within seconds, Kishou stumbled to a stop and made her landing; a survivor of her first fleet battle…barely – though the young neko wouldn’t admit that.

Her broken aether rifle clattered to the deck, its zesuaium blade sheared off almost clean to the hilt. Kishou looked at it for a moment – that gun had deflected SEPC shot long enough for her to dodge near clean out of the way…nearly. She removed her helmet, the clean gash through the right cheek extending to a long cut down the side of her face. Ok, maybe it had been a bit too close for comfort.

“Ah! Ichiro-san, you’re fine as well?” Her armour opened and she stepped out (after that fight, she’d need a new suit if they were setting off so soon) – waving at him from across the deck.
 
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