Captain's Log - Sol, Moon Jumpgate to Earth, 00:17.
After a small engagement between FC1-4 and an earth ins MRT15, I've recalled the FC's for rearming and reload. All seems quiet though, a little quiet.
*Klaxon Klaxon* rang through the hull of my brand new Firestorm. Well brand new minus the new reactor/engine/shield/armor upgrade plus 55mil in galcred.
"Alert, we have intruders onboard." Quickly, I took a glance at the radar. I didn't expect the enemy carrier to uncloak right now, but I checked anyways. Nothing. Pressing a few buttons, I switched over to PERSCAN to locate the annoying pesks onboard my ship. No sooner had I done that, the chief engineer reported, "Warning FC1 charger has been damaged." Dammit, they transported right into my flight deck!
First things first, shut down power to launch contorl. "Resnig, get those damn marines to the flight deck. If any of my crafts or engineers get hurt, I'll push you outta the airlock myself. Nav officer, set a course for Earthstar, we don't the parts necessary to fix that charger."
As I watched, the boarders tried to leave deck 3 but was getting pushed back by the marines. Good. Then the pilot sitting inside FC8 started to lose his LF. Damn, the last intruder boarded the FC but couldn't get off the ship because launch control was disabled. "Get that pilot to medbay immediately! Resnig - "
*Klaxon Klaxon* Great, I checked on my radar screen and lo and behold, there was a GAM/MIL Violon holding position at the Earth Jumpgate, exactly where I had been 30s ago. With no fighters, that would have been a bad engagement.
There was nothing I could do now, I would revert back to real space in two minutes and with that boarder in my FC8, I couldn't dare turn launch control back on. "Resnig, I want that a$$hole off my ship right now!"
Two minutes later, and with 2 more limping marines to the medbay, the flight engineers began scraping the remains of the baddie off the inside of FC8. "Alright flyboys, let's see what you got. Launch FC4-6, engage the violon at will."
The fighters departed quickly, and being their new commander, I wanted to see what they were really capable of. After watching the engagement with awe, (they destroyed the violon in 3 passes with minimal damage to one fighter) I recalled the fighter to a holding position near the EarthStar station while I docked and purchased additional supplies.
When I undocked, I found an enemy StarWarrior was taking potshots at the ODS. The ODS was almost disabled, so it didn't really matter how fast I got there. Excellent. Time to plan my attack accordingly. I ordered my NAV officer to HJ to the StarWarrior and began to assign 4 STS-FireStar to FATAL. But I had forgotten about my gung-ho FC4-6. They of course HJ at the same time I did, but being smaller, their HJ transit time would be far shorter than mine. Just like their lifespan would be too. I set orders for them to retreat, hopefully, they would back off as soon as they transitioned to normal space. I would not get my wish.
"Sir, FC6 reports medium damage to most control systems and main gun."
"Get him outta there now! FC5 and FC7, take potshot runs at the enemy ship and get FC6 clear!"
I was still 2 minutes away. While I love the firestorm for it's big guns and big fighters, it was slow to do anything. Sigh. There was nothing to do but wait. This is the worst part as I checked and rechecked every system on the ship. The enemy commander, had of course acquired me as soon as my fighters backed off but I hadn't cloaked. Besides, I was wanted get a test run of those new shields my CE put in. There was nothing like combat to test out new systems.
As I was nearing my transit position, the 4 firestars cleared from my weapons pod and flew straight at the enemy ship. All was fair in love and war, and whoever got off the first shot would have the upperhand. As luck would have it, the enemy commander didn't find my unshield ship dropping out of hyperspace in front of him, but instead found 4 big missiles coming straight at him. All 4 missiles found a new home in his shields. The enemy shields buckled but held, barely. At 300 points, their shields were good as gone.
"Get FC5 and FC7 back in the engagement, tell FC6 to dock at his convenience. Set a head on engagement with the enemy ship." I set 4 more firestars on FATAL. I didn't honestly think this missiles would work, but any distraction from him launching missiles would work to my advantage too.
As the range closed, the commander let loose with everything from his IOD. Time to put those PTA turrets to good use. I manuevered my ship up and around, knowing that my firestorm had a huge cone of fire. I could basically rake him at any angle and use his large forward speed against him as he tried to manuever to keep his front guns on me. He would not get his wish. Within moments, it was all over, my shields fell to 15% but charged back up to 100% in less than a minute. The StarWarrior was drifting away, while his SOS beacon was ringing through every radio frequency possible.
At the corner of my eye, I saw FC7 streak by, making the final run on the doomed ship. It exploded spectaculary in front of me. Bastard, he stole my kill!