The start of a war and the beggining of a disaster, all i could say for now...
The radar operator of sector 49 countinued his report still uneasy due to the presence of such famous faces in the room. He said "We also found the Yor battle fleets destination, this may seem disturbing but it is heading straight to Altaria, the well known capital of our greatest ally. We also found out that it is being followed by 3 full fighter squadrons. Most of Altarias defense fleets are out at the battlefront, i believe its evident that the Yor's intentions are genocide." The leaders of humanity began discussing this, and Alan Bradley stated "I find this report very informative, we have no other choice but to help our ally's fight the Yor." a politican interupted "But sir! We are already at war with the drengi, its impossible to fight 2 superpowers at once! Surely you have considered this..." Alan Bradley replied "Which brings me to the Thalans..."
Kushnikov coughed and regained conscience, he felt something warm trickling down his cheek. Blood, he had become all to familar with this feeling. He arose and remembered the worker, he spotted him about 20 feet away. He yelled out to the worker but couldn't hear anything, he suddenly saw his reflection in his helmet and to his horror he saw mangled earlobes and pouring blood where his ears were! He screamed out only reminding him he was deaf, he saw a ship in front of him. It didn't look very human to him, but he decided it was his only chance of survival. He approached the ship and a tall metallic looking sillohoute appeared. He took a few more steps forward and then felt a sudden burst of pain in his chest he looked down and what he saw was the hand of a Yor soldier. He coughed out some blood and looked up again, the last thing he saw was a serrated blade with blood and intestines all over it. His last thought was "Those must be mine.".
The Terrans plan was simple yet genuis, the radar operator thought of it himself. The plan was to swing in behind the Yor fleet and attack them while they concentrated on Altarias defenses. Alan Bradley assigned 3 corvette class ships, 60 attack fighters, and one capital ship to complete "Operation:Altarian Saviors". Of course the Altarians were alerted to the incoming attack and the Terran plan right away, the Thalans had half-heartedly agreed to fight off the Drengin until the war against the Yor was over. In return the Terrans agreed to help construct the Thalans latest superweapon. Little to no detail was given on its nature and abilitys. The fleet deployed at approximatly 12:30pm Altaria local time and headed off.
General Tarqin was the commander of Operation:Altarian Saviors wether he liked it or not. He had immediatly been escorted by Shock-Troopers to the U.S.S Star Grazer, he had direct orders from the Commander in Chief himself to lead this capital ships fleet to victory. He sat in his chair travelling at hyperdrive speed on 12 trillion diffrent parts, enough fuel to blow up Washington D.C, and about 1 trillion dollars worth of parts. This was intimadating. He sighted the Yor fleet and Altaria and ordered all equipment shutdown for the sneak attack. He waited approximatly 3 minutes and ordered all power to weapons with the permission to fire at will. 2 brillant bursts of light signified 2 ships down for the count. He saw the Yor ships had not changed direction. Odd he thought, he anticipated the bastards to turn around and see thier doom approaching. General Tarqin barked "Battle Report!" a orderly replied "4 tangos shot down, 1 of our boys destroyed." what he saw next was incredible a whole swarm of Yor ships emerged from the Yor Capital ships hangar and headed straight for them. "Sir, 7 tangos down 5 of ours down." Then a explosion rocked the mighty U.S.S Star Grazer as on of there corvettes got shot down. "God damnit wheres the Altarian backup!" he shouted out of frustration. He was answered by a orbital cannon shooting down half of the Yors fighters down in one mighty beam of fire and 4 Altarian corvettes approaching. "Sir,40 Tangos down, 26 of ours down." The Yor battle fleet was battered but not beaten yet. "Requesting the big one command." the general said over the commlink. Once again he was answered by a large explosion, this time the Yor capital ship breaking in half. He chuckled to himself, "the big one" was his favorite missile, never fails to beat the crap out of the enemy. "Sir,the Yor are retreating! 78 out of 102 tangos down including a major target. With only 54 losses to us! Wev'e won!". And for the first time for a whole month, General Tarqin knew everything was fine.
Authors Note:Big things are happening now. Opposed to Tarqins beliefs however everything is not fine, as a matter of fact things are just getting worse. Kushnikov has died, LeoII has Yors on it, and the Thalans are building a superweapon. Things are definatly not ok. This is the largest installment yet, every 4 or 5 installments will be like this. Think of it as a season finale.
Installment 5 will be coming to you very soon or at popular demand. Remember your comments shape the story!