Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24852191-20150423015312/@comment-24852191-20150915030009

Lt. Hanchel: Sir! We'er nearing the exit point in The Baffles.

Landry: Take us out.

Lt. Jenson: Sir, several enemy vessels are just outside The Baffles exit.

Landry: Weapons at the ready!

Lt. Gusten: Weapons at the ready, aye!

Landry: Check!

Lt. Hanchel: Exiting The Baffles inn three, two, one.....


 * The slipspace coridor subsides, revealing the planet, Lorothel. However, the most conserning thing is the fleet of Covenant Remnant ships and the massive plasmam torpeodoes inbound for the Hansgraf. That along with the fact that Phoenix hapens to be right in the middel of the 1,700 meter long cruiser.

Landry: Evasive manuvers.


 * Lt. Hanchel pulls the massive cruiser into a steep dive, skirting the planet's upper atmosphere, missing Phoenix. The Hansgraf fires off multiple countermeasures, luring away and detonating some of the torpedoes. However, the majority of the torpeodoes collide with the Hansgraf's upper hull, teraring away most if not all her outer spaced armor. The ship is shaken, stem to stern.

Lt. Jenson: Sir, we have a corvett on an intercept course with multiple boarding craft inbound.

Landry: Deploy all fighters and interceptors.

Lt. Garza: Aye, sir. All Longsword and Broadsword squadrons away.


 * Just then, multiple Longsword interceptors and Broadswords fighters launch, screaming out of the 12 hangers of the Hansgraf. Each separate into their own squadrons. They attack the incoming Phantom dropships and boarding craft with machineguns and missles. Several blow up into small purple fire balls qnd none reach the Hansgraf. Then, they switch to strafing and peppering the corvett. Numerous Seraphs and Space Banchees launch from its hangers and attack the Longswords and Broadsworda. The following dogfight is a mess of blue and yellow streaks flutter across tje darkness of space. Here and there yellow and purple explosions erupt.


 * The corvett closes in to the Hansgraf and fires a barrage of light plasma torpedoes. The ones that get past the countermeasures blow small chunks of spaced titanium-A armor off. The Hansgraf answers with the jaw dropping power of its MAC. The massive 117-ton tungsten round screams across the vacum of space. It crashes through the corvett's bow and dirctly out the stern. The ship erupts into massive fireballs of purple flames as the oxygen aboard incinerates all on board.


 * The Hansgraf crashes through the flaming debris with its twin headed bow rams. The corvett's remains are flung out onto space or burn up in the planet's atmosphere as they bounce off the sides of the Hansgraf's hull.