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Post by John November on Jun 21, 2015 9:58:50 GMT -6
John's NSOTO's were holding their line but at this point it wasn't enough, the Nomads were pushing from the south and Michael's Marines were pushing from the North and he saw this tactic; they were trying to form the enemy into a ball which did work to help the Marines who had been defending. The Cylons that advanced across the river would have to cross the river to assist but it was also a risky tactic since they left their own lines open for attack yet at this point they needed to do anything to bring down the Cylons at the very least. Lightening lit up the battlefield once more showing a massive hole in the Cylon lines where the tank exploded, ordering his men to push to the gap as he joined his snipers as they got up from their position and started their walk to the gap; having the artillery guns focusing on the Cylons near the river to keep them from overrunning the Marines on the other side. Making it to the gap, one of his men lit a fire which helped signal the other units that they now had the lead and was willing to assist everyone else who at this point hit a wall with the Cylons; trying to gain ground with hundreds of their men now dead.
Updating the fleet, he soon received news that the Javelin fighters had taken out the Trinity and had been harassing the Carriers who tried to stay in range to keep the Vipers refueled and rearmed; the fleet was taking the beating that was intended for them.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2015 8:22:52 GMT -6
Taking off with the last squadron of Vipers, Alex could see the rain on his canopy as he flipped on the night vision which engulfed his canopy; seeing the overall battlefield as well as spotting the Javelin raiders who was now focusing on the ships they had launched from. Taking a deep breath, he began firing onto one of the new fighters as he rolled over with 3 Terran Vipers behind him including Mayday who was focusing on the engines of the fighter hoping to take it down without killing the pilot; knowing the armor of the fighter would be useful later on. Alex's mind partly began to flashback as he felt Brook guide him to continue the fight, knowing she can guide him in the fight as he flashback to the Cerberus on a mission that set apart from the others.
Mission 72, Cerberus had orders from Galactica to attack a highly prized target that her own pilots couldn't get close to and now they were teaming up with the Pegasus to strike the target which was a resurrection ship as well as long range communication station which was being protected by 6 Basestars; a large target but one they needed to take out. The Pegasus hadn't been in the fight as much as the Cerberus but was also low on fighter pilots since her pilots were flying CAP around the fleet while the Cerberus was flying veteran pilots by now who were known to hit any target though now they were small and few.
Walking across the hanger deck, the lights were dimmed since they knew once they get back it'll be bright but also that they had done what Galactica thinks was impossible. Jupiter had been reassigned to the Galactica, Alex didn't want her anywhere near this, still dating he just wanted to protect her but in turn they got a Tauron com officer who was also a Viper pilot; Samantha Martin. Her record was pretty light but still she knew what it meant to be on board this ship since this ship never left the fight, knowing either they were going to lose a pilot or come out unscathed. Zipping up his flight suit, Alex walked past Brook as he slipped on his gloves, he still had feelings for her and he knew this was going to be one hell of a battle; "Brook, I'll have your back but I have something to tell you," pausing as he moved closer to her, "I love you. I've loved you since day one and I know you want to ignore this feeling but that's why I'm trying to date someone else to get you out of my head but I find it rather difficult."
Surprised by Alex, she finished her pre-checklist as she peered over at Alex for she loved him but it was more like a fling since there were some days she would rather love someone else but she slipped on her gloves; "I know the feeling but you love Jupiter and she loves you and...and..." taking a breath as she moved closer to him, "we both know this would never work. I'm a frak up and your...you."
Taking a deep breath as he leaned forward, kissing her as he noticed she didn't pull away as he put his hands around her; knowing that they were on the clock but it didn't matter to him. Finally pulling away, he could see tears in her eyes as he whispered to her; "I'm a frak up too but we can make it work, frak, we've always made it work and well when your ready I'm here," kissing her once more as he pulled away to head to his fighter.
He sacrificed a stable relationship for her, a home on New Caprica with a dog and the ability to work on projects with government funding, he sacrifice it all over again for her and now he had to find her. Waking up, he felt as if time hadn't moved as he continued to fire onto the Javelin raider; taking out the second engine as he noticed the raider starting to fall from the sky as he followed it till it crashed into the Cylon lines. Flipping on his radio as he and Mayday went searching for their next target; "The rest of the Javelin might be armored but target the engines, taking out 2 of the 3 engines will bring the fighters down we'll just have the ground forces kill the pilot."
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Post by NPC Marine on Jun 22, 2015 15:20:24 GMT -6
*Starting dialing away, Hmm what to say*
"Terran Space Station Alpha 1 to Ace, the Admiral wants you to return to the Independence A.S.A.P. Were going after J Castorious for his crime then a ghostship calling itself the Vulture"
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Post by NPC Marine on Jun 22, 2015 15:21:54 GMT -6
*Starting dialing away, Hmm what to say* "Terran Space Station Alpha 1 to Michael, the Admiral wants you to return to the Independence A.S.A.P. Were going after J Castorious for his crime then a ghostship calling itself the Vulture"Running with Samuel away from the tank, they got just outside the blast range as Samuel set off the explosives, watching as the Cylons were obliterated; dropping to the ground as the barrel barely missed them. Getting back up, he could see the Vipers overhead as he reached friendly lines which was being reinforced with the Humvees and the large caliber cannons; moving behind the truck as he took a breath. Under green light, he noticed he took a bullet to his left side as he allowed the medic to pull the round out before wrapping it up; knowing that they needed to push especially now since the Marines that were defending are now attacking. Putting on his goggles, he turned to Sam as he grabbed his rifle once more; "Time to get our hands dirty," signaling his forces to move forward into the fighting. Moving around the trucks and tank, Michael began opening fire with a full company beside him as Samuel prepared to put down a cover shield so they can reload safely though Michael advised against it; stepping over dead Centurions as they reloaded while still walking. Firing both head shots and mid shots, they knew the Centurions brain was in fact in the chest where it was a bit more protected; pushing further and further into once held Cylon territory as they continued to massacre the Cylon Army.
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Jonathan Harperson
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Post by Jonathan Harperson on Jun 23, 2015 19:52:52 GMT -6
Pushing with his Marines and the few NSOTO's he got, he could see a fire towards the middle of the Cylon lines as he noticed it getting cold in the rain which meant if it was going to get colder than it was going to snow. Snowing for them wouldn't be much but it would freeze the rain on the ground which would make things a bit slipper for them, covering up his mouth with a bandana as he felt his beard getting soaked from the rain; changing out magazines on his sniper rifle knowing he was down to 2 magazines. Most of his snipers were down to 2 magazines which fitted their plan since he was planning on walking through Cylon lines with his M4 while the Nomads continued to encircle the Cylons all the way up to the river which was now time to move forward. Ordering his men to begin the push, the lower ranks carried to equipment as Jonathan began walking forward with his snipers past the artillery guns; walking over dead Cylons as soldiers behind them fired extra rounds into the bodies to ensure that they stay dead.
Reaching Captain November's point, Jonathan began pushing past that has he noticed they were only 2 miles from the river which mean they could further split up the invading Cylons; allowing them to destroy the Cylons with one swift blow. Watching as a pair of pilots brought down one of the Javelin fighters, he felt that the Cylons were now losing control as the wind from the passing Vipers blew across him; soon burning through the rest of his magazines. Slinging his sniper rifle, he switched over to his M4 as his lines stopped briefly before accelerating towards the river with bullets buzzing through the air; Cylons getting ran over by Marines with M4's and now getting ready to end the reign of terror that the Cylons had brought.
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Post by Lt. James 'Mayday' Summers on Jun 23, 2015 20:12:55 GMT -6
Waking up, he felt as if time hadn't moved as he continued to fire onto the Javelin raider; taking out the second engine as he noticed the raider starting to fall from the sky as he followed it till it crashed into the Cylon lines. Flipping on his radio as he and Mayday went searching for their next target; "The rest of the Javelin might be armored but target the engines, taking out 2 of the 3 engines will bring the fighters down we'll just have the ground forces kill the pilot." Following Alex through the bends, James had only flown a Mark 7 during training so flying one now with missiles on the wings brought him back but his goal was to bring down the Javelin fighters since they had been harassing the navy and even more was a threat which needed to be eliminated. Focusing on the engines since the armor just took everything they could throw in it, tearing through the engines as the fighter finally fell out of the sky before flipping over and joining up with Ace on finding their next target; keeping the lights on display to a low green while he peered through his night vision goggles as he found their next target. Spotting other Vipers now focusing on the Javelin fighters, firing his missiles off on the heavy raiders that tried to get in position to fire upon the ground forces; taking down another Javelin fighter the same way that they had brought down the first one.
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Post by Spec. Victor Smith on Jun 24, 2015 19:51:33 GMT -6
Running with Samuel away from the tank, they got just outside the blast range as Samuel set off the explosives, watching as the Cylons were obliterated; dropping to the ground as the barrel barely missed them. Getting back up, he could see the Vipers overhead as he reached friendly lines which was being reinforced with the Humvees and the large caliber cannons; moving behind the truck as he took a breath. Under green light, he noticed he took a bullet to his left side as he allowed the medic to pull the round out before wrapping it up; knowing that they needed to push especially now since the Marines that were defending are now attacking. Putting on his goggles, he turned to Sam as he grabbed his rifle once more; "Time to get our hands dirty," signaling his forces to move forward into the fighting. Moving around the trucks and tank, Michael began opening fire with a full company beside him as Samuel prepared to put down a cover shield so they can reload safely though Michael advised against it; stepping over dead Centurions as they reloaded while still walking. Firing both head shots and mid shots, they knew the Centurions brain was in fact in the chest where it was a bit more protected; pushing further and further into once held Cylon territory as they continued to massacre the Cylon Army. Taking aim at the Javelin fighters, Victor had the Marine with him arm a high explosive guided round as he had his cannon track one fighter before firing the round, watching the round following the fighter till impact which caused a massive explosion; watching as the fighter turned into debris. Having the Marine load up another round, he now had a way to bring down the fighters which the Vipers couldn't do and he sent the new way on how to bring the bastards down to the navy who had more shells then he had. Firing the flares he had on board, he could see that the NSOTO's and Jonathan were now now cutting through the Cylon lines with ease which meant either they were retreating or their leadership was gone. Moving forward on Samuel's command, he kept his lights away from Michael and them as he slipped on another coat as the temperature began to drop; knowing once ice formed that the tank was going to take a slippery ride.
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Gen. Jack Thrax
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Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jun 25, 2015 10:17:18 GMT -6
Spotting a tank shooting down a Javelin fighter, he listened in to Victor's radio call as he had the artillery guns change out rounds and begin targeting the fighters for he once they brought down the new Cylon ships that the Vipers can gain air superiority. Looking through his scope, he could see Jonathan's Marines cutting the Centurion lines in half but he also knew Jonathan's Marines were getting slaughtered with the NSOTO's which meant he had to push. Even his Nomads were dead on their feet with hundreds dead but fighting till the point that they pass over completely, even if he charged right now it would wipe out the Nomads which would destroy his advancing lines. Typing a message to Michael on his tactical pad, he couldn't give the order yet his men couldn't hold their position forever; 'Nomad lines are taking a beating we need aid otherwise we may fall.'
Covering over his tactical pad, he could see the fire dying down a bit as he tossed another Centurion onto the fire to keep it alive as he went back to the front lines to aid in keeping it as he spotted snow on the ground knowing the cold will kill more than what the enemy is killing.
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Terran Spec Ops.
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Jun 25, 2015 12:59:33 GMT -6
Tom's lines were slowly advancing and now the snow moving in didn't help him since they didn't pack for the cold, getting warm by the fire before preparing for the next big push to reinforce the failing Nomad lines; even he knew this battle would break the Nomads. Sending several platoons to reinforce the Nomad lines, Tom noticed that Jonathan and the NSOTO's had cut down the middle but he could also see Yolander finally opening fire onto the Cylons which was now pushing them across the river which meant the bulk of the Cylon leadership was going to get the Javelin fighters to wipe out their lines except he watched as the tank shot down the last of the Javelin fighters. Coming over the radio, he could see the Vipers flying overhead as he raised his rifle; "Javelin Fighters are down! Navy send in the raptors as well as Valkerie and anything else you may have!"
Looking out to sea, he could see lights headed their way filled with Marines who were now ready to slaughter Cylons from the air with the .50 caliber mini guns as well as anything else to aid the invasion forces.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2015 13:29:14 GMT -6
Watching as the tank took out the last of the Javelin fighters, he and Mayday passed over the battlefield as he saw the Centurions moving across the river knowing that they could take them out with them being off guard; flipping around as he flipped on his guns. Opening fire on the Cylons on his pass, he could see Mayday doing the same till he noticed that the Cylons had setup flak cannons as he broke formation at high speeds which stuck him into the seat as he pulled out through the negative G forces going through a bend before equalizing out. He had done this move once before when he and Myth chased a few heavy raiders into Cerberus' flak fire which forced them to pull out quickly even though they were in the middle of the flak, smiling only briefly, as he turned to his computer to re-purpose his missiles; creating them air-to-ground missiles before taking the stick once more. Opening a channel to Mayday, he could see his fuel running low as he fired the missiles over the target; "I need to head back to the Carrier to land but left a present for the Cylons," feeling the shockwave from the explosion as he headed out of the combat zone.
Flying past the beach, he flipped on his safeties on his guns as he heard the water from the waves splash over his canopy as he flipped off his mic; smiling as he thought back on an old saying Brook had. Whispering to her as he flew, looking over to see her old Mark 2 Viper; "What do you hear, Myth?"
He knew the answer as he waved his wings at her even though he knew she wasn't there, he knew he was losing his mind and the each flashback had him tearing up for he knew after the major fighting here that hopefully he would be allowed to go to the Colonies. He could see her apartment in his mind, Commander Briggs felt it was time to head home just to see if there was anyone left there and it was a mess though better than his place; he covered her back on the surface...frak, he's flying and almost hit the frakkin Carrier. Flying past it, he lined up for a landing as he touched onto the deck; watching Mayday land right behind him as he opened up the canopy and dropped down onto the moving deck, knowing the kid was watching him intently.
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Post by Lt. James 'Mayday' Summers on Jun 25, 2015 21:28:19 GMT -6
Watching as the tank took out the last of the Javelin fighters, he and Mayday passed over the battlefield as he saw the Centurions moving across the river knowing that they could take them out with them being off guard; flipping around as he flipped on his guns. Opening fire on the Cylons on his pass, he could see Mayday doing the same till he noticed that the Cylons had setup flak cannons as he broke formation at high speeds which stuck him into the seat as he pulled out through the negative G forces going through a bend before equalizing out. He had done this move once before when he and Myth chased a few heavy raiders into Cerberus' flak fire which forced them to pull out quickly even though they were in the middle of the flak, smiling only briefly, as he turned to his computer to re-purpose his missiles; creating them air-to-ground missiles before taking the stick once more. Opening a channel to Mayday, he could see his fuel running low as he fired the missiles over the target; "I need to head back to the Carrier to land but left a present for the Cylons," feeling the shockwave from the explosion as he headed out of the combat zone. Flying past the beach, he flipped on his safeties on his guns as he heard the water from the waves splash over his canopy as he flipped off his mic; smiling as he thought back on an old saying Brook had. Whispering to her as he flew, looking over to see her old Mark 2 Viper; "What do you hear, Myth?" He knew the answer as he waved his wings at her even though he knew she wasn't there, he knew he was losing his mind and the each flashback had him tearing up for he knew after the major fighting here that hopefully he would be allowed to go to the Colonies. He could see her apartment in his mind, Commander Briggs felt it was time to head home just to see if there was anyone left there and it was a mess though better than his place; he covered her back on the surface...frak, he's flying and almost hit the frakkin Carrier. Flying past it, he lined up for a landing as he touched onto the deck; watching Mayday land right behind him as he opened up the canopy and dropped down onto the moving deck, knowing the kid was watching him intently. Following Michael out of the combat zone, he too had fired his missiles at the ground targets knowing those flak guns were utterly destroyed; sending their explosive rounds outward into the Cylon lines; flipping the lights back on his canopy. Flying low with Ace, they were both low on fuel and he noticed Ace starting to waver as he flew to the side of the carrier only to land on the far side where he would be out of the way of the aircraft that were launching to assist; pulling off his night vision goggles off as he left them sitting on a console before jumping out. It did seem odd that he found Alex, a lone wolf amongst pilots, as a wing man though at the same time he lost his squadron and even home ship so it wasn't much on him; walking across the deck as he approached the man. He could tell that the man was uneasy, as if he saw a ghost from his past, ghosts were no good especially in a time of war. Pulling off his gloves as he picked up a snowflake, turning to Alex as he felt the ship rock back and forth in a way to combat the waves; "Sir, I suggest shaking those ghosts off your shoulder otherwise I can't keep you alive. It'll take the crew about fifteen minutes to refuel and rearm us also you got a message from an Admiral Yogi that you can answer to on board the ship also what's the deal with Colonel Martin and Captain Thrax against you? Don't seem too bad of a guy after all you are helping us in the retake of our home I mean that warrants something."
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Jun 25, 2015 22:23:24 GMT -6
Sam and her team had moved not far from Jack's position near the Nomads, doing what they could to assist the men there and hold their line, through the blood and sweat to deliver a blow to the enemies forces. She was pleased that the vipers overhead had assisted the tanks in taking down the Javelin fighters, giving them all one less thing to worry about. And with the fighters cleared out, she couldn't help but notice when the raptors began moving in, one of them landing not far behind them. The Colonel stopped firing when she heard the crackling over her radio from the raptor pilot. After instructing her team to advance on with the nomads, she turned to run to the raptor, only to learn that there had been a message from the Independence. *Starting dialing away, Hmm what to say* "Terran Space Station Alpha 1 to Sam, the Admiral wants you to return to the Independence A.S.A.P. Were going after J Castorious for his crime then a ghostship calling itself the Vulture" "What the frak?" Her brows rose in surprise, not only because the Admiral wanted her back on the ship, but because of the names that followed. Having been on Terra, she wasn't clear on what crime J Castorious had committed, but he was an old friend, and the idea of going after him was not something she wanted to think of. And the Vulture? How was that even possible? Just the thought of the ship, the memories that began to resurface, made her stomach churn. Sam forced herself to focus, picking up the comm to send a message back to the ship. "Independence, this is Sam. We are in the middle of a war zone at the moment, which will make it nearly impossible to leave right now. I will do what I can once we have a better hold down here." There was nothing more than could be said once the connection was lost. Sighing, she left the raptor with her rifle in hand, tapping her radio to connect to her husband. "Michael, I just received a message from the Admiral, I'm gonna guess you did as well. It seems they are having a bit of trouble with a ghost ship, but we can't leave just yet."
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jun 26, 2015 8:56:14 GMT -6
Michael's men had been advancing since they started their attack with the tank behind them, attacking with purely M4's which allowed them to appear they had more men then what they actually had which has worked for them. Kneeling down behind cover as he pulled out an empty mag, listening to Sam as he peered over his tactical pad; "I agree! We've started rushing to Jonathan's position but get Jack to rush the Cylons otherwise your going to be stuck defending while we're pushing the Cylons into your lines," pausing as he spotted Yolander's Marines crossing the river, "by morning we should be at Jonathan's position...Sam, I love you."
Getting up from his cover, he ran to form back up with his men as he continued to fire; soon being taken to the ground as he took a bullet to his shoulder and even though the vest caught it, he was still on the ground. Getting up, he moved back into formation with the Marines as men came from behind to keep moving the barriers as well as supplying ammunition to forward fighting men; keeping the momentum going. At least now with the Javelin fighters gone, Michael could see the raptors moving in with gunners knowing they'll help out but he didn't need the help as he waved down the raptor; setting up a small landing pad so he could talk to the pilot. Running from the front lines to the raptor as he pulled out his tactical pad where he wrote down Sam's coordinates and placed it against the glass of the cockpit, knowing that they could use the help after all his own lines were moving fast now that the Javelin fighters were down. Watching as the raptor took off, he tapped his radio as he connected to Sam; "I've got raptors headed your way so work with them to gain ground," jogging back to the front lines as the pad turned into new forward operating base.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2015 15:29:10 GMT -6
Watching as the tank took out the last of the Javelin fighters, he and Mayday passed over the battlefield as he saw the Centurions moving across the river knowing that they could take them out with them being off guard; flipping around as he flipped on his guns. Opening fire on the Cylons on his pass, he could see Mayday doing the same till he noticed that the Cylons had setup flak cannons as he broke formation at high speeds which stuck him into the seat as he pulled out through the negative G forces going through a bend before equalizing out. He had done this move once before when he and Myth chased a few heavy raiders into Cerberus' flak fire which forced them to pull out quickly even though they were in the middle of the flak, smiling only briefly, as he turned to his computer to re-purpose his missiles; creating them air-to-ground missiles before taking the stick once more. Opening a channel to Mayday, he could see his fuel running low as he fired the missiles over the target; "I need to head back to the Carrier to land but left a present for the Cylons," feeling the shockwave from the explosion as he headed out of the combat zone. Flying past the beach, he flipped on his safeties on his guns as he heard the water from the waves splash over his canopy as he flipped off his mic; smiling as he thought back on an old saying Brook had. Whispering to her as he flew, looking over to see her old Mark 2 Viper; "What do you hear, Myth?" He knew the answer as he waved his wings at her even though he knew she wasn't there, he knew he was losing his mind and the each flashback had him tearing up for he knew after the major fighting here that hopefully he would be allowed to go to the Colonies. He could see her apartment in his mind, Commander Briggs felt it was time to head home just to see if there was anyone left there and it was a mess though better than his place; he covered her back on the surface...frak, he's flying and almost hit the frakkin Carrier. Flying past it, he lined up for a landing as he touched onto the deck; watching Mayday land right behind him as he opened up the canopy and dropped down onto the moving deck, knowing the kid was watching him intently. Following Michael out of the combat zone, he too had fired his missiles at the ground targets knowing those flak guns were utterly destroyed; sending their explosive rounds outward into the Cylon lines; flipping the lights back on his canopy. Flying low with Ace, they were both low on fuel and he noticed Ace starting to waver as he flew to the side of the carrier only to land on the far side where he would be out of the way of the aircraft that were launching to assist; pulling off his night vision goggles off as he left them sitting on a console before jumping out. It did seem odd that he found Alex, a lone wolf amongst pilots, as a wing man though at the same time he lost his squadron and even home ship so it wasn't much on him; walking across the deck as he approached the man. He could tell that the man was uneasy, as if he saw a ghost from his past, ghosts were no good especially in a time of war. Pulling off his gloves as he picked up a snowflake, turning to Alex as he felt the ship rock back and forth in a way to combat the waves; "Sir, I suggest shaking those ghosts off your shoulder otherwise I can't keep you alive. It'll take the crew about fifteen minutes to refuel and rearm us also you got a message from an Admiral Yogi that you can answer to on board the ship also what's the deal with Colonel Martin and Captain Thrax against you? Don't seem too bad of a guy after all you are helping us in the retake of our home I mean that warrants something." Easier said then done, since he woke up all he could see is Brook and at times even see Jupiter; a person he had done wrong by since he left her for Brook, frak, he cheated on Jup with Brook. Turning to James as he started his walk to the inside of the Carrier, "All of us have our ghosts and eventually the ghosts end up haunting you till you answer to them," taking a deep breath as he passed by Marines till he reached the com room where he took a pen and a sheet of paper to write out a message for the ensign to send to the Admiral. Javelin fighters taken care of, Icarus unable to assist due to damage taken by enemy basestars but we're going to need more help. Invasion forces assembled by Jack, Michael, Tom, Captain November and Jonathan are all taking a beating and we need more men or the presence of the Independence to destroy the Cylon resolve. Preparing to leave for the battlefield, Alex out.Handing it over to the ensign, he put back on his gloves as he began his walk out to the Viper; turning to James as he prepared to climb into his Viper, "Let's see if we can't gain air superiority and assist the ground units, maybe we can end this before the morning."
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Gen. Jack Thrax
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Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jun 26, 2015 20:25:51 GMT -6
He knew Michael wanted them to push and shit even he wanted to push but they just couldn't, his men were slowly gaining ground but even the medics told him that at the rate men were dying that they couldn't afford a full charge. Flipping on the radio as he stood in the back with the rest of his men, he didn't want to make the decision on his own especially now since the decision would affect so many others; "This is Commodore Snipes and I have a decision to make which I need your input. Everyone is pushing to end this battle except for us, the medics have informed me if we push then ultimate survival won't be guaranteed, we're not used to this type of fighting so decide now. Continue just holding our current territory or push, decide now."
Pacing, he could see everyone thinking till he heard a yell from one of his Nomads as they got up and began charging directly into Cylon lines; he got his answer and he ran to join them but knew they had a lot of Cylons between them and Jonathan.
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