[RP/MM] Turn 39: ?? Movement CHH vs FS Tortuga Prime 5334

[Parmenion]

Tortuga Prime Zenith Jumpoint
Federated Suns

May 3069

Tortuga.  Recently the scene of heavy fighting between the 'Dark' and Davion forces, not just the planet, but the entire region was in chaos as continued Dark attacks made inroads into the open flank of the Federated Suns.  Several commands from both sides had been destroyed in vicious fighting between the two, and the current situation was just about to get a new player.

Materialising suddenly, several vessels began transiting through the zenith jumppoint.  Moments after their arrival, fighter stars spat out from detached dropships to form a formidable CAP as the ships deployed.  But with no communication immediately forthcoming from the new arrivals, those able to train their surveillance systems on the vessels were left wondering what the hell the Hell's Horses were doing here.

[Lord Harlock]

Raider's Roost, Tortuga Prime

"God, I wish that I was at New Port Royal," said the Major in charge of Tortuga. After the destruction wrought by the Dark last year, and then the new incursion, Tortuga had been garrisoned heavily. And then the new Dark invasion had occurred which meant that the garrisoned here had to leave.   

There were guarantees that a new garrison was to arrival with new settlers, but that had been moved back after the failure of several offensives to stall the Dark. And without new settlers, Major Bounds hated being in charge of what amounted to a dead world. The population dwindled to barely existing for the once capital of Lady Death. There was still useless scrap on most of the planet from the last Dark Incursion. Most of the rebuilding efforts had moved to New Port Royal because it was more viable. 

So when Bounds was called to the planetary defense facility, he was expected to be informed that the Dark Butchers were returning for another assault. "What do you mean that it is Clan Hell Horse?"

A Leftenant who had probably pissed someone to be posted at Tortuga pointed to the computers. "Using the telescope satellites that the Broken Wheel Crucis March Militia had installed, we got several shots of the ships. After careful analysis, we discovered that the symbols on the jumpships were of Clan Hell Horse. The problem is that we have no idea why they are even here."

Bounds sat down in a chair. "Just great with the Havock destroyed and the whole AFFS trying to figure out what the Dark's next move is going to be, I just got the ignoble task of being the first moron to be kicked in the can by the Clan in a new invasion corridor.

Leftenant Bob McAffe sighed. "Sir, it's possible that they are just passing through." Major Bounds sighed. "It's not like we can stop them even if they are passing through." Major Bound then began to walk out of the command center. "If you need me, I'll be in the chapel praying. We discovered the last garrison commander's head in a sewage drain. With that on my mind, I'll be praying that the Hell's Horse do me the dignity of at least giving me a proper burial." 

[Parmenion]

Tortuga Prime Zenith Jumpoint
Federated Suns


Once the CAP had been established and the small flotilla established control of the jumppoint, Star Admiral Jocelyn Dudzinsky arrived on the bridge of the Warship, joined by the ship's captain.

"How many days to the planetary surface, Star Captain?" 

"A little over nine, Star Admiral." 

"Well, in as much as the reports we have from our friends tell us that the planet makes Niles look like a paradise, I do not see the value in travelling that far just to turn around again.  We will do this by transmission."