Jake Snake
Jan 6th, 2005, 03:30:32 PM
In this cold and heartless region of space there was nothing. No planets and no suns took up this part of the galaxy. As the small force passed through the boarder region there was no warmth to suround them. The ships plowed through the blackness in a diciplined formation and made sure not to pass over the boarder.
Looking into the monitors, Jake stared into the nothingness that was outside his ships. He wanted to be here and was glad that he was finally called up. The only thing he missed now was the bright sun of the system he was training in. There were also no planets to look at and not much to thing about.
They had been on patrol for almost three days now and had seen absolutly no sign of the enemy. His crew was conducting excercises everyday to stay sharp. They had all seen the combat footage of the Frihtel warships and they were very worthy opponents. No one knew what there weapons were made of yet, but they were very effective against the Federacy ship shields. Jake hoped that something was on the drawing boards of the Federal research centers.
While the Frihtel shields weren't that good, their armor was very impressive and could take much punshment before tearing. Jake hoped to stay away from the weapons by shooting at the enemy with his Rail guns and New Densa Cannons. Taking them down at a distance. He would also be mindfull of the boarding ships, since once boarded, the Frihtel were very hard to fight against. For this, he had brought 1 squadron of Vortex fighters. It was the first Operational Squadron of the limited production fighter.
"Anything?" Jake inquired.
"Nothing on the drones yet, sir." Replied the sensor tech. He was at his station monitoring data from two recon drones that were always scouting ahead. Their extended range sensor suit would warn the partol of any approaching warships.
Jake was about to get up and go to his cabin when an alarm blared. "Sir!!! Drone Two is picking up an hyperspace Energy spike. Frihtel warships emerging at Zero-One-Four, three hundred kilometers."
"Shields up!!! Power up all weapons systems. Launch our fighters and set up a perimeter. Nothing gets through, you hear me?!! Nothing!!."
"Yes, sir. Shields up, weapons powered, Defensive batteries on standby. Recieving targeting data from the drones."
"Take off the safties and load the data into warheads. Open up bay doors."
Jake stood up and looked around the bridge. "This is it boys and girls. This is the day we show those aliens who's their messing with. Lets pay them back for the lives they've taken."
With that a great roar broke out on the bridge the crew let loose their doubts and fear. As the screams died, Jake sat back down and each of the crew was ready to do their jobs. It would only be a short time before the battle started.
Looking into the monitors, Jake stared into the nothingness that was outside his ships. He wanted to be here and was glad that he was finally called up. The only thing he missed now was the bright sun of the system he was training in. There were also no planets to look at and not much to thing about.
They had been on patrol for almost three days now and had seen absolutly no sign of the enemy. His crew was conducting excercises everyday to stay sharp. They had all seen the combat footage of the Frihtel warships and they were very worthy opponents. No one knew what there weapons were made of yet, but they were very effective against the Federacy ship shields. Jake hoped that something was on the drawing boards of the Federal research centers.
While the Frihtel shields weren't that good, their armor was very impressive and could take much punshment before tearing. Jake hoped to stay away from the weapons by shooting at the enemy with his Rail guns and New Densa Cannons. Taking them down at a distance. He would also be mindfull of the boarding ships, since once boarded, the Frihtel were very hard to fight against. For this, he had brought 1 squadron of Vortex fighters. It was the first Operational Squadron of the limited production fighter.
"Anything?" Jake inquired.
"Nothing on the drones yet, sir." Replied the sensor tech. He was at his station monitoring data from two recon drones that were always scouting ahead. Their extended range sensor suit would warn the partol of any approaching warships.
Jake was about to get up and go to his cabin when an alarm blared. "Sir!!! Drone Two is picking up an hyperspace Energy spike. Frihtel warships emerging at Zero-One-Four, three hundred kilometers."
"Shields up!!! Power up all weapons systems. Launch our fighters and set up a perimeter. Nothing gets through, you hear me?!! Nothing!!."
"Yes, sir. Shields up, weapons powered, Defensive batteries on standby. Recieving targeting data from the drones."
"Take off the safties and load the data into warheads. Open up bay doors."
Jake stood up and looked around the bridge. "This is it boys and girls. This is the day we show those aliens who's their messing with. Lets pay them back for the lives they've taken."
With that a great roar broke out on the bridge the crew let loose their doubts and fear. As the screams died, Jake sat back down and each of the crew was ready to do their jobs. It would only be a short time before the battle started.