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Date Posted: 20:08:56 10/11/01 Thu
The deck of the Maverick's fury was wild with panic. Vile tried to instill calm in the troops as new reports fed in, but it was more than he could manage. Vile was only made to fight. He didn not make the best diplomat, or even a good leader. he was a rogue. He was a loose cannon. It was no wonder that he was failing miserably at it.
Mav techs called out stats as data poured in over the scanners.
"I don't get it! Sir, we've just lost another one!"
"Our Base on Pluto has been Anniahlated! The orbital space station on the far side of the planet has also been destroyed!"
"Mercury, Saturn and Mars stations have abruptly lost all contact."
"We're getting massive system shut down reports from our sister ship, Gamma's Pride!"
Vile screamed into the air! "Enough of this madness! What is going on here?"
The ship's Captain clenched his fist, and slammed it into a wall. "Lord Vile! Isn't it obvious? We're under heavy attack! It is obvious that the Hunters have secretly mounted a counter offensive. It is also obvious that they have rallied supporters. They must have an army the size of Repliforce!"
Vile was furious. "Get Sigma on the holo! Do it now Damn it!" One Mav scrambled to the comm station.
"Sigma! You need to get back here as soon as you can!" ,Vile didn't wait until the image had fully formed in the holo display. He simply started shouting into the microphone the moment he saw he was on-line.
"Vile, you imbicile! What is going on up there?"
"Sir!", the Mav Captain interrupted, "We're under a massive attack! The Hunters have waged a full scale retalliation against us! We're losing ships, and..."
"WHAT?", Sigma raged!
Vile punched the Captain in the head, and sent him sprawling across the floor. "Shut up you idiot!", he yelled.
"What do you want us to do Lord Sigma?"
"Vile! I left you in charge for 2 reasons. The first was because Homing Hawk got crushed by an enourmous hydraullic press. The second is because you are supposed to destroy anyone that even sees us! Why weren't my orders carried out?" Sigma snapped.
"We had no idea! These reports just came in!"
"And you had no warning? No indications as to who could have done this?". Sigma asked.
"It had to be the Hunters...who else?"
"Vile. Unless you can prove that the Hunters were capable of such a thing, then do not waste my time. They do not have the resources for a massive strike. This is more Repliforce's style, but from the looks of it, breathes more of stealth, and subterfuge."
"So who is doing this to is?", Vile asked.
"Who doesn't matter right now. If they've hit us, then they've hit us hard. You need to assemble the fleet. The entire fleet! And I want them in Mars orbit in twelve hours. I have to finish up some work here. If I can, I will try to make it out there. I expect to see a full armada of vessles, and I plan on taking control from here. Until then, do what you have to do to win. Fight, or flee..."
The transmission ended. Sigma hated to say flee, but if the damage was as hard as he was thinking it was, then that might be the only choice they had.
Meanwhile, Dr. Doppler followed reports of his own. He stared in amazement at the flawlessness of the plan he had just executed. Thirteen seperate teams. Each with multiple missions. All strike and fade techniques. His covert operations teams were proving second to none in effectiveness, and efficiency! This was indeed a good day. He had ordered the first strike as soon as all the teams were in position. The reports from the third strike had just arrived. All in all, Sigma had lost 43 total percent of his forces, and all of this in a manner of a few hours! Dr. Doppler struck hard this time. It would be his delight to watch Sigma's army crumble right out from under him. No one could stop him now...especially with a weapon as powerful as this....
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