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Vega Sector Campaign: Gimle System
Gimle 1
Shotglass: Hey, there, Maverick. Welcome to the Gimle system, holiday spot of the Empire of Kilrah! Gimle’s habitable world is one huge forest, Kilrathi nobles and officers come here to hunt with their bare claws. I hear they bring Human POWs here and turn them loose in the woods, just so those hairy brutes can get their kicks by huntin’em down! Man, I’ll be glad when we kick those fleabags outta the sector!
Angel: Ah, bonjour, Captain. I have been reviewing our data on the Kilrathi starfighters. Our information indicates that in all cases, their side armour is weaker than that to the front or rear.
Iceman: One more reason not to play chicken with a Jalthi.
Angel: Indeed, monsieur. The best attack line would be from the flanks.
Iceman: Let me give you a tip, kid. Never rush a Jalthi head on. A Jalthi carries six front-mounted laser cannons. First shot takes out your shields, next’ll blow through the cockpit into the reactor.
Mission Briefing. Gimle System, 06:00 hours, 2654.135.
Halcyon: All right, boys and girls, listen up. We’ve just jumped into the Gimle system, and we’ve got some work to do. Gimle has been occupied by the Kilrathi for some time. The Claw is not the first Terran ship to arrive, we’ve got a handful of battleships already in system. Most of these ships are currently under attack by Kilrathi, so we’ll be dispatching fighters to help in their defence.
The Colonel quickly assigns the wings. Maverick’s is the sixth assigned.
Halcyon: Maverick, you’ll lead Zeta Wing to assist an Exeter-class Destroyer. Angel will fly on your wing. Here’s the scenario. The Exeter is currently at Nav 1, her skipper reports at least three Kilrathi fighters in the area. You’ll head straight for the Exeter, and help in her defence. When the Kilrathi have routed, come on back home. Any questions? Okay, then. Let’s go burn those hairballs. Squadron dismissed.
Mission Debriefing. 09:00 hours, 2654.135.
Halcyon: I just got word from the skipper of the destroyer, Maverick. Well done. Those Jalthi are the best the Kilrathi have.
Maverick: They were pretty tough, sir. But we got the job done.
Angel: Actually, mon colonel, the Confederate Raptor has only a 34 per cent chance against the Jalthi.
Halcyon: All the more reason to be proud of yourselves, Captain Devereaux. Well, let’s review the mission report. You took out 6 Kilrathi, Maverick, while Angel got 1. That’s all, then.
Hangar Deck. 09:20 hours, 2654.135.
Halcyon: For meritorious conduct in confronting the Kilrathi enemy, in the Gimle system, on or about 2654.135, the Terran Confederation is proud to present the Gold Star to Captain Blair. Your courage is exemplary of the Confederation’s finest defenders. Good job, Maverick. Congratulations.
Maverick: Thank you, sir.
Filled with pride, Maverick meets the applause of his fellows.
Gimle 2
Shotglass: Hey, Maverick. How’s it goin’? You heard about those new Rapiers? Ever’body’s talkin’ about ’em. I’m not so sure about ’em, though. I flew jus’ about my whole career in Scimitars an’ Raptors. Liked the Raptor best, even though she didn’t handle too good. She sure was fast once you got her goin’, though!
Hunter: Maverick, mate! Have you ’eard the news? The Claw‘s gettin’ a prototype Rapier to test fly! I’ve been lookin’ over the specs on ’er. She’s tagged a light fighter, but she’s better armed than a Scimitar. There’s a pair of laser cannons, for distance work, an’ a set of neutron guns, for the dirty infightin’!
Maniac: I’m lookin’ forward to seein’ one of these new Rapiers! They say she’s got tougher shields than anything in the fleet. She must be just about invulnerable!
Hunter: ’ang about, there, mate. She may ’ave God’s own shields, but she’s armoured like a light fighter. If they knock down the shields, she’s no tougher than a Hornet.
Maniac: Wow, I never thought about that…
Mission Briefing. Gimle System, 10:00 hours, 2654.135. Twenty minutes into the briefing…
Halcyon: …and the last patrol will be Omicron wing. That’ll be Maverick and Angel.
Maverick: Right, sir.
Halcyon: It’s a simple, three-point patrol route. Let’s take a look at your flight plan. Computer, display Omicron. Just fly by each Nav Point, watching for signs of enemy activity. There’s a field of what looks like asteroids around Nav 1, so watch yourself in that area. Now, there’s just one more thing about this mission I need to mention. We’ve just got a pair of prototype starfighters, Rapier-class. The brass wants to know how the Rapier performs in action, so I want you to put her through the paces.
Hunter: Good job, Maverick, you lucky bloke! Let me know ’ow she feels!
Halcyon: Now, I don’t want you going nuts out there, Maverick. This is a hot piece of hardware, but it hasn’t been tested under fire. No one really knows what she can do… or what she can’t.
Maverick: I understand, sir. Don’t try anything too fancy…
Halcyon: Good. Now, if there aren’t any questions… All right, then. Squadron dismissed.
Mission Debriefing. 12:40 hours, 2654.135.
Halcyon: Welcome back, Maverick. What’d you think of the Rapier?
Maverick: She’s quite a ship, sir. She slid through the asteroids at Nav 1 well enough. And she handled really well against a wing of Gratha near Nav 3.
Halcyon: And what did you think, Devereaux?
Angel: I must agree with the captain, mon colonel. It is quite a vessel. I believe that it will prove more effective even than the Raptor, especially against the more nimble Kilrathi fighters.
Halcyon: Very well, then. I’ll pass that along to Tactical. I’ve already reviewed your flight recorder’s mission report. You scragged 3 Kilrathi, Maverick, and Angel did in 3 herself. Dismissed.
Gimle 3
Shotglass: You hear what they’re sayin’ in Blue Devil Squadron? Word is, one of their boys ran into Dakhath on patrol yesterday. You know Dakhath, right? The Kilrathi ace that flies a Dralthi? He’s got 78 confirmed kills, counting fighters and capital ships. They say his name means ‘Deathstroke’ in Kilrathi, ’cause how he gets his jollies. He likes to shoot pilots who’ve ejected as they wait for a pick up.
Knight: So, Maverick. Now you’ve flown a Rapier. You like it?
Maverick nods as he sips his drink.
Knight: I read that we’re getting the first Rapier squadron on active duty. Colonel’s already named the squadron Black Lion… I wonder who’ll be assigned to it?
Iceman: Lot of talk going around about this Dakhath guy. Well, don’t sweat that fuzzball too much.
Knight: Casey ran into Dakhath a couple of years ago, near Planck’s Star.
Iceman: Dakhath got his rep by shooting helpless men, but he’s not so tough if you’re still in your ship. Watch him when you’re on his tail. He likes to burn out with his afterburners, or he’ll try to get behind you with a kickstop.
Mission Briefing. Gimle System, 13:20 hours, 2654.135.
Halcyon: All right, boys and girls, we got several groups of bogies on the move. Either the Kilrathi are pulling out of Gimle, or they’re gearing up to push us out. Either way, we got to find out what they’re up to. First up on the hit parade is what looks like a squadron of fighters. Maverick and Angel will fly Tau Wing to check it out. Computer, display Tau. Nav 1 indicates their last confirmed position. We believe the bogies are Dralthi, and we estimate their present location here. If you think you can take them, go ahead and engage, but break off if the squadron turns out to be too big to handle. Remember, Maverick, I need information worse than I need heroes. Any questions, then, Tau Wing?
Angel: I have heard that the Kilrathi ace Dakhath is in this sector…
Halcyon: We believe he may be, so be careful. Dakhath is very dangerous, we need to know if he’s here.
Maverick: Yes, sir.
Halcyon: Right, then. Let’s move along.
The Colonel runs through the rest of the assignments, dispatching four more wings to check out other bogies.
Halcyon: All right, then. Squadron dismissed.
Mission Debriefing. 16:20 hours, 2654.135.
Halcyon: How’d it go out there, Maverick?
Maverick: Well enough, sir. They were Dralthi… two wings, nine in all. Dakhath was leading the second wing.
Halcyon: Did you take him out?
Maverick: I believe so, sir. His ship blew up, at least.
Halcyon: Excellent. Good work, Captain. I’ve got your numbers from the mission report. You killed 8 Kilrathi, Maverick, and Angel got 1. All right, then. Dismissed.
Hangar Deck. 17:00 hours, 2654.135.
Halcyon: For meritorious conduct in confronting the Kilrathi enemy, in the Gimle system, on or about 2654.135, the Terran Confederation is proud to present the Bronze Star to Captain Blair. Your courage is exemplary of the Confederation’s finest defenders. Good job, Maverick. Congratulations.
Maverick: Thank you, sir.
Filled with pride, Maverick meets the applause of his fellows.
Meanwhile…
Outside a Kilrathi Military Installation, Brimstone System.
As Terran starfighters gain control in space at Brimstone, a daring band of Human saboteurs strikes a major Kilrathi base. With the destruction of this installation, the Kilrathi hold on the strategic Brimstone system is broken.
Secret Missions 2: Crusade