| "Luck Wins Battles"; 1-2 | |
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Part 1 Admiral Louis sat in his office on Starbase 718, approximately 20 light-years from what was now known as the Devestation of Glintara. The admiral sorrowfully looked over the reports at the damage that had been done to the combined Romulan and Starfleet ships. Louis didn't think he would see so many ships destroyed by a single vessel since the Borg were driven out of the galaxy in 2461. "My god." The reports shown brightly on his LCARS terminal as the damage reports stocked up. 13 Norexan-Class Warbirds, 4 D'deridex Class Warbirds, and 1 Eridani-Class Flagship had been destroyed during the battle. 2 Norexans and 1 D'deridex were also disabled. God certainly had mercy on their souls. The swishing sound of opening doors interrupted the admiral's regretful chain of thought. "What is it, lieutenant?" he asked of the officer who entered. "Admiral," he began, "we have just recieved data on the enemy vessel. The fact that we destroyed the vessel is luck." "Luck?" the admiral said the word as if it was something beyond a curse. "Yes, sir," the lieutenant said. "Sensor data indicates that if the USS Eridani hadn't collided with the vessel, while also detonating their core as they did, then the amount of ships that were engaging the vessel would not have been sufficient to destroy it." "How many more ships would we need?" the admiral inquired. "Well," the lieutenant muttered, "there would have only been 2 Norexans and one of our Eridani-Classes left after they managed to break through the armor, by calculation that is ... so we would need the equivilent fire-power of 3 more D'deridex Class Warbirds." "Of the remaining 13 Warbirds and 2 Eridanis, that little of them remains?" the admiral shuddered a bit. "Well then. I believe we know our priority. Start working on a way to collapse that hanging rift as quickly as possible. We need to stop them from coming through. In the meantime, dispatch the ERCF to sit around the wormhole. Hopefully that will be enough to hold whatever enemy will come through there at bay." "Yes, admiral," the lieutenant nodded. After being dismissed he hurried off to relay the admiral's orders to the scientists and engineers. What have we been getting into lately, the admiral thought, with the Klingons ... the Borg ... and now god knows who! A beep came from Louis' terminal as he pressed it and listened to the recorded audio message from the USS Omega. "Another ship came through ... ... engaged us ... ... no warning ... ... lost 3 ... ... and 1 D'deridex ... ... need reinforcements ... ... send them quickly ... ..." the transmission ended in background explosions and static. Louis quickly stood up and pressed the brightly shining button on his console. "Send all available combat vessels to the Glintara system; NOW!" |
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