Day 901 of the second Cylon War
0:21
CIC Solaria
“Jump complete sir, the threat board is clear. All ships are reporting in. Squadrons are launching. Profile is set to defensive.” Major David King reported.
“Contact! Transport. Way forward. FTL Navigation issue.”
“This is Solaria actual. Air wing move forward and guide in that transport.” Commander Modi’s orders had been discussed before. The response to this type of issue had been practiced and was part of protocol.
“Civilian ships running to the rear. Warships sprinting forward,” reported the XO.
Solaria actual: “Pilots report in. Run interference for the transport.”
CAG: “This is Pony. We have the transport. Theia air wing, you are on missile defense, just like we practiced in the simulator.”
CIC Solaria
“We have long range contacts, no ID!”
Pilot:
“Bring them on! Time for some toaster shopping!”
“This is Pony. Keep the chatter down. We need the channels clear for critical communications!”
“This is the transport Mariner. Sorry about the jump mistake. We are headed for the rear. Pouring the proverbial coal on. We have the big girl on visual.”
Commander Modi looked at Major King in the CIC. “ ”
“A nickname for the Solaria Sir.”
1:50
“All ships this is CIC Solaria. Status check on FTL navigation computers. Validate jump coordinates, we are heading to waypoint alpha!”
2:14
“CIC Solaria. Contacts. Inbound missiles!”
“Pony. Take out those missiles!”
2:31
“This is Pony. We have reached the freighter and are setting up a missile screen and fighter ambush!”
“Solaria to air wing, we have raiders launched and moving toward your location.”
“Here they come. Breaking. Making the move to hammer these toasters!”
3:46
“We need to sprint forward and set up a blocking action to bring in that freighter,” ordered Commander Modi.
“Helm hard to port. Flank speed. Order the valkyrie to sprint out and set up a second block point,” ordered Major King.
“This is CIC Solaria to Valkyrie. Your orders are to break to port, sprint out and set up a forward blocking position.”
“Acknowledged. Pedal to the metal!”
4:44
“This is Pony. We have engaged the raiders.”
4:51
“Pony to strike group. Weapons free, hit the lead toaster! Repeat. Strike group weapons free. Weapons release is authorized and encouraged.”
5:13
“This is Solaria actual to freighter. Proceed to rear right past our bow. Take evasive action. Don’t fly straight and level.”
“Acknowledged Solaria, zig zag, manual flight ops.”
5:46
“This is Mariner. We are fire walled. Taking fire!”
“Pony to Bucket. Take out those raiders. Clean up Mariner’s six!”
“This is XO Solaria. Strike group fire salvo two.”
“CIC Solaria to Valkyrie. Weapons free, starboard engagement zone.”
6:10
“This is Mariner. We have the two battlestars visual. We are taking heavy fire!”
“Air wing take out those missiles!”
“Mariner is clear. Jump. All ships execute combat jump! Waypoint alpha!”
“This is Solaria actual. We have just made twenty old jumps in a single jump. We have to do it again now. Stay sharp. Air wing defensive positions.”
11:31
“Vipers RTB. The two battlestars open fire. Hammer the lead gunship!”
“This is XO Solaria. Verify jump coordinates and jump!”
“Combat landings are authorized. Get those birds on the deck!”
“Retract the pods!”
* * *
“Commander Modi,” the communications officer stood at attention in the entrance to Solaria’s commanders quarters. “We have orders. We need to jump back to the fleet and escort another convoy.”
Commander Modi looked up from the piles of printed reports needing her wet signature on her desk. “Who is going to protect this convoy?” She asked.
“The orders do not answer that question,” the lieutenant junior grade replied.
“The question was rhetorical lieutenant,” Modi sighed. She picked up her old style phone hand set. “This is the commander. Prepare to jump back to the main fleet.”
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