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Enigma Sector Campaign: Tesla System


Tesla A

Two weeks later…
Tesla System, Enigma Sector.
Repair Deck, TCS Concordia.
Sparks: Hey, Captain! Haven’t seen you much since Spirit’s funeral…
Maverick: I’ve been busy…
Sparks: …with Angel, eh, sir?
Maverick: It’s not what you think…
Sparks: Of course it is. Nothing to be ashamed of… That is, as long as you aren’t using her to get ahead…
Maverick: I’d never do that! Doesn’t matter anyhow. I don’t have a career, not in the Navy.
Sparks: Well, the Admiral’s had plenty of chances to send you back. He hasn’t done it yet. You’re a good pilot, Captain, even if the Admiral won’t admit it. We need you – Tolwyn needs you – here in the Enigma sector. So relax, sir. Oh, by the way, did you hear the Confed Marines have retaken Niffleheim?
Maverick: Great! It’s good to see that we still have a chance.
Briefing Room, TCS Concordia.
Briefing Room
Angel: Pilots, let us get down to business. We’ve detected a small Kilrathi listening post in the asteroid belt. A wing of Epees will raid that outpost and destroy the enemy’s ability to intercept our transmissions. The Epee’s single torpedo should be enough to take out the base. Maverick, you and Hollywood will… wait, forgive me, mes amis, I was mistaken. Buckaroo, you and Hollywood will fly this mission. Maverick, I have another mission for you. You’ll fly the morning patrol with Stingray. Here’s your patrol pattern. You will be in Rapiers for this mission.
Maverick: Colonel Devereaux, may I speak with you in private?
Angel: Of course, Captain. Pilots, you are dismissed.
Stingray: I’ll be waiting on the flight line, Maverick.
Ten minutes later…
Maverick: Jeannette, why are you doing this to me? You know I can fly the listening post mission!
Angel: I know you can, Maverick. But if I give you the choice missions, the other pilots will talk. Already, I have heard grumbling about our relationship.
Maverick: Do you really care what people say about us?
Angel: Christopher, Stingray’s waiting on the Flight Deck. Captain, you are dismissed.
Rapier Launch
Fly Tesla A
Paladin: Maverick, lad. It’s me, Paladin! I need you to escort me back to the Concordia, laddie!
Sparks: Welcome back, sir.
Colonel Devereaux’s Office, TCS Concordia.
Angel: What exactly happened out there, Maverick?
Maverick: We started out to Nav 1 in the asteroids. A wing of Jalkehi was waiting for us. At Nav 2, we saw Paladin’s Free Trader under attack by Grikath. I nailed 3. Stingray took down 3.
Angel: I’m glad you returned unharmed.
Maverick: Me too. Jeannette, how ’bout a couple drinks and some music on the O-Deck? Paladin said he’d meet us there.
Angel: I can’t, Christopher. I have too much work to do… But you should go. Paladin arrived ten minutes ago, he’s probably already on the O-Deck.
Maverick: Is something wrong?
Angel: No, mon cher. Nothing is wrong, nothing at all… Maybe I will meet you there later.

Tesla B

Barracks, TCS Concordia.
Paladin: …and so, without thrusters, I used my momentum to skirt the event horizon…
Hobbes: “…swinging around behind the Dorkir just as it fired on you.” You’ve told that tale a thousand times, and each time it gets a little taller, as you Humans say.
Paladin: Is that so? Why, ye scruffy, flea-bitten…
Downtown: Don’t mind them, Maverick. They always go on like this.
Maverick: I had no idea they got along so well.
Paladin: Your deal, Christopher.
Maverick: Five card draw, gentlemen.
Paladin: Let me tell you, lad, Ralgha and I have been friends for years. This sorry excuse for a dust mop saved my life, back at Ghorah Khar.
Hobbes: I had nothing better to do, at the time.
Downtown: Hobbes, wake up and get your cards.
Poker Game
Hobbes: Sorry. I open for fifteen.
Downtown: See that and raise ten.
Maverick: And ten more.
Paladin: My hand’s a wee bit lackin’. I’m out.
Downtown: Anyone beat a jack-high straight? Didn’t think so…
Paladin: Maverick, you look a bit troubled.
Maverick: It’s Angel… she seems a little distracted.
Paladin: Maverick, dinna worry about that lass. Her head’s on straight for sure.
Maverick: Some people say I’m using her…
Paladin: Hush, lad! Anyone who knows you, knows better. Angel’s a fine pilot and a bonny lass. And any lad who’d let her get away is as fur-brained as Ralgha!
Hobbes: Again, I wonder why I bothered to save this scoundrel’s life…
Paladin: Because ye’re an impeccable judge of character, Ralgha. And you are too, lad. Follow ye’re heart and talk be damned.
Concordia: Captain Blair, report to the Flight Deck for immediate launch!
Rapier Launch
Concordia: Captain Blair, this is the Concordia. Do you copy?
Maverick: Roger, Concordia, loud and clear.
TCS Concordia
TCS Concordia
Concordia: Your flight path has been programmed into your Nav computer.
Maverick: Affirmative, Concordia.
Concordia: We’ve detected a pair of Dorkathi troop transports in the system. We don’t know why they have strayed from their destroyer escort, but you and Stingray will intercept them and stop them from rejoining their convoy.
Stingray: Roger that, and lemme at ’em, Concordia!
Concordia: Glad to hear your enthusiasm, Stingray. Just keep it under control. We’ve beamed you an updated patrol pattern, putting you on an intercept with the transports.
Maverick: Roger, Concordia. Each of those transports can carry over a thousand enemy troops…
Concordia: Correct, Maverick. Each transport you take out is a thousand troops our Marines don’t have to worry about. We expect that they’ll have a fighter escort, so be careful. The transports are your main targets, so don’t let them escape. They don’t have phase shields, so you can use guns on them instead of missiles. The Concordia will continue on her current course and you will rendezvous with us after your mission. Good luck, gentlemen. Concordia out.
Fly Tesla B
Sparks: Welcome back, sir.
Flight Deck
Flight Deck, TCS Concordia.
Confederation Sabre Fighter Confederation Rapier II Fighter Confederation Rapier II Fighter Tow Truck
Angel: How did it go?
Maverick: We were ambushed along the way by a wing of light fighters. We iced all of them, and continued on towards the enemy transports. Both enemy transports were destroyed. I shot down 5 and Stingray took out 5. It was a tough mission, but we made it back alive.
Angel: Non. I should not have sent you… It was too difficult.
Maverick: We made it back, Angel. That’s all that matters.
Angel: But what about next time? Every time I assign a mission to you… I feel like I am sending you out to die…

Tesla C

Observation Deck, TCS Concordia.
Stingray: Maverick, I’ve been a fool all this time, calling Hobbes an enemy agent.
Maverick: You had your reasons. We all have reasons to hate the Kilrathi.
Stingray: But Hobbes isn’t the enemy! Hobbes gave us probable Kilrathi tactics for the attack on Olympus. Without that intelligence, the cats would have their claws on Olympus right now! I wonder if there are other Kilrathi like Hobbes…
Maverick: When they wasted Goddard Colony, all I could think was that they’re evil. That we should roast every single one of them. But after flying with Hobbes… I’m not so sure any more.
Stingray: Maybe we’ll have peace with them someday, Maverick.
Maverick: But right now, we’re still at war.
Speech
Kilrathi Battle Command
Kilrathi Battle Command.
Hhallas System, M’shrak Sector.
Emperor: I did not summon you, grandson, but I know what you want. You wish to fight the Humans.
Thrakhath: My lord, you have ordered me to remain here… but how can I prove myself, if I do not lead warriors into battle? Khasra and my cousins shame me with their glory and honours!
Emperor: Khasra! I have heard enough of Khasra! Your father sought glory, as Khasra does. His ambitions led to his fatal… accident.
Thrakhath: Such… accidents… are very common in our family.
Emperor: Your father destroyed the Humans at Goddard… but his quest for glory cost us an entire strike fleet! Such failures are unacceptable, in an Admiral or an Heir. You may go to war, grandson. And as for Khasra… He shall face the Concordia pilots, where he may find the glory that he seeks. But if you fail me, as I expect Khasra will… one of your fifteen cousins shall be the Heir to Kilrah!
Briefing Room, TCS Concordia.
Briefing Room
Angel: …the other wings will fly patrols around the Concordia. Finally, Maverick and Stingray… I have a special run for you. Paladin needs an escort out-system. Would you two like to volunteer?
Maverick: Of course. I wouldn’t want him to face enemy ships alone in that old junker!
Paladin: The ‘Bonnie Heather’ is a fine ship, lad! You just have no appreciation for a classic design.
Maverick: ‘Classic’. Right, James.
Angel: Your mission, gentlemen. Flying via Nav point 1 should allow you to avoid any enemy patrols. Continue on to the jump point. After the freighter jumps out-system, return via the area marked Bogeys. Major Edmond has detected a possible jump trail in that area. Any questions?
Maverick: No, Colonel. James… I hope we’ll meet again someday.
Paladin: I’d bet on it, laddie!
Angel: Dismissed, pilots.
Rapier Launch
Fly Tesla C
Maverick: Concordia, this is Maverick. The Bonnie Heather is at the jump point, we’ll return when she jumps.
Concordia: Maverick! We’re detecting two incoming Fralthra! You can’t ice a capital ship without torpedoes, but work on their fighters! Wait till the Bonnie Heather jumps, and get after them!
Maverick: Concordia, this is Maverick. Do you copy?
Concordia: Roger, Maverick. We’re launching Broadswords to take care of those two Fralthra. Good work, Maverick. What else do you have to report?
Maverick: We escorted the ‘Bonnie Heather’ through a Drakhri wing at Nav 1. By my count, I nailed 4 of the furballs.
Concordia: Good work, Maverick!
Stingray: I got 4 Kilrathi, Concordia.
Concordia: Roger that. ALS is linked and ready for your landing.
Sparks: Welcome back, sir.

Tesla D

Observation Deck, TCS Concordia.
Jazz: With those enemy carriers moving into this system, it’s getting so you can’t swing a dead cat without hitting a Jalkehi. No offence, Hobbes.
Hobbes: Do not apologise, Major. I rarely listen to what you have to say.
Downtown: It’s a rotten analogy, but Jazz is right. We’re seriously outnumbered and outgunned in this system.
Maverick: I’ve been in worse spots. Like back in the Firekka system…
Jazz: I haven’t thought about that operation in years… That was back before the Tiger’s Claw was blown up… wasn’t it, Christopher?
Maverick: Yes, it was.
Downtown: With all due respect, guys… that’s ancient history to me. I’m worried about the here and now. We’re up against two Kilrathi carriers, both of which are defended by heavy fighters.
Jazz: You’d better be on your toes, Captain, or you won’t be flying home from this one.
Briefing Room, TCS Concordia.
Briefing Room
Angel: Today you will fly standard patrols. Jazz and Doomsday are Alpha Wing. You’ll fly the forward patrol. Maverick and Stingray are Bravo Wing, taking the rear patrol– Pardon, mes amis…
The room grows quiet as Angel receives an emergency communication from the Bridge.
Angel: Pilots, a large strike fleet is heading for this position at top speed. The Concordia must retreat, and quickly. Ignore your previous assignments. Maverick, you and Stingray will fly point in Rapiers, defending the Concordia. You’ll intercept any advance fighters from that strike fleet. Then you’ll escort the TCS William Tell as she goes after the flagship of the strike fleet, a Ralatha. After destroying the Ralatha, return immediately to this position for the out-system jump. Pilots, I do not need to tell you that we are in great danger. All other wings stay close to ward off any attack. Fly well, and be prepared for the out-system jump. Now, let’s get out there!
Rapier Launch
Fly Tesla D
Maverick: Concordia, this is Bravo Wing.
Concordia: Your report, Maverick?
Maverick: We won’t have to worry about that destroyer any more, Major. She’s out of commission for good.
Concordia: Good work, Maverick! How many enemy ships were you able to take out?
Maverick: By my best count, I nailed 4 live targets.
Concordia: Maverick, you are now cleared to land.
Maverick: Roger on that, Major.
Concordia: Be careful, the William Tell is jumping out to draw away the enemy. ALS linked and engaged. Concordia out.
Sparks: Welcome back, sir.
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