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Post by Galor Iram on Jun 7, 2008 20:36:29 GMT
The HQ for the Special Forces of the Republic and the Republic Special Forces Support Group was a huge space station within the defence grid of the Fondor Orbital Shipyard Facilities. Although seen to be a derelict navigation beacon for supply convoys to beam routes to, the inside of the structure was filled with machinery where equipment could be made quickly and new equipment created and trialled in it's labs. It also housed the fleet and troops of the SFSG and sometimes the Special Forces themselves. The Nebula-Class Star Destroyer, although long, could be fixed to the side of the structure and bury itself seemingly within, looking like a module of the station.
Within, activity began when the reports came in of the tense negotiations above Onderon. Although no order had been given, most people within the station now believed that they would be needed, even if it was just incase things got nasty. So because of this, the entire Special Forces Support Group (SFSG) began to prepare and board the ships needed to take it to the nearest hiding place outside of the Onderon System.
Meanwhile, none of this news was sent to the Special Forces on Mandalore, they didn't need to know by this stage and if a message was sent, it might be picked up by the Mandalorians on the planet who would then become very suspicious that a team, a Republic Team, had now breached their territory.
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Post by Galor Iram on Jun 8, 2008 9:26:42 GMT
The 116th Special Forces Support Group was now stationed above Fondor. It's small but elusive fleet contained over a thousand troops and some of the elite special forces, some of the best in the galaxy. With this in mind, the fleet felt confident that it would be able to pursue any oppressor to the Republic and help strangle it till death. All of the ships headed off into hyperspace in formation.
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Post by Galor Iram on Sept 22, 2008 22:48:41 GMT
A small shuttle escorted by four specialist fighters dropped from hyperspace well beyond the limits of the Defence Grid, or even that of the Defence Fleet. Galor was piloting the shuttle himself, and although struggled quite a few times to get adjusted to the controls, found himself handling the situation well. He had started to somewhat enjoy being on the run, this was the kind of covert operations that he had joined the Republic for in the first place, although it wasn't exactly his idea to go against them back then.
With a turn of his seat, he was faced directly in front of the communications panel. It's blue glow reflected brilliantly over his excited face, which showed not only how nervous he was, but also how he was predicting the havoc of which was to come. No doubt in his mind was that the Special Forces Support Group had placed themselves on high alert after the Senate had taken control over the Republic's military. Soon they would be seeing their former Supreme Commander attempting to re-take the lead and point out to the galaxy that it was a very bad move for the Republic, which was now obviously corrupt. Galor tuned in manually to the station to avoid basic locks and security procedures, something reserved for the SFSG due to their high-risk campaigns. He entered his message through an encoded beam, which would only be received once by the station, not repeatedly. Galor knew that because of his distance from the famous planet and it's orbiting station, his precise location would be scrambled from only having one beam.
Galor knew that this rallying call wouldn't affect most soldier's, but those that knew his personally, held positions of power. They would convert their soldiers and crew easily enough and eventually, these brave warriors would answer his call. Galor waited in his shuttle and sent notification to the fighter squadron that his work had been completed.
OOC: I think there's plans for this to continue right now, but if not i can continue this along at a faster pace and then return to what i know is planned.
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Post by Dan Zorko on Sept 22, 2008 23:08:19 GMT
OOC: Faster pace please. This is my only reprive while doing homework.
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Post by Galor Iram on Sept 23, 2008 20:09:49 GMT
What had startled Galor was within around ten minutes, the small fleet had begun moving from inside and around the space station in an organised move. It seemed that they had been waiting for this opportunity and Galor Iram hoped that they hadn't detected his arrival, even with his knowledge of the best evasion. But when all of the carrier's, fighters and the Nebula-class Star Destroyer moved into hyperspace about twenty minutes later, Galor heard a ping. Turning to the comms channel, he saw the clear message, 'Heading to Taris. Meet us there'. With that, he knew exact what had happened and proceeded to input the hyperspace coordiantes. After linking these up with the escorting fighter's, he headed off into hyperspace back to where they had just come from.
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Post by Dan Zorko on Sept 23, 2008 20:38:02 GMT
The 6th Special Forces Fleet recieved a message from the fighters that the plan was successful, and entered hyperspace back to Taris.
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