Part One: “Surviving the Flood”
“It will be the end… or the beginning.” The Prophets of Bajor foretelling the Reckoning.
And God said unto Noah,
The end of all flesh is come before.
For the Earth is violence through them.
I will destroy them with the Earth.
An armada of four hundred forty ships was gathered near the outermost planet of the Chin’toka system. From just outside the orbit of the twelfth planet’s lone natural satellite, the many ships moved deeper into the system awaiting orders from fleet commanders to strike.
Ever since the Breen had driven out the Federation Alliance, their Dominion and Cardassian allies had dug in deep throughout the sector that served as the jumping off point for further incursions into Dominion-held territory. The system was far more fortified than it was almost a year earlier when the Ninth Fleet launched a successful offensive. The Alliance now had a numerical disadvantage. The fleet commanders still believed a major victory could be achieved by outthinking and outmaneuvering the enemy, now that their ships had a defense against the Breen energy dissipaters.
The combination of Federation, Klingon, and Romulan warships belonged primarily to the Eighth and Twelfth Fleets. Wings from the Ninth, Tenth, and Eleventh Fleets provided support, along with ships from various non-aligned worlds. The Twelfth Fleet’s flagship was the Galaxy
-class USS Manchuria
, which was flanked by an assortment of stitched together Excelsior
class ships. The exteriors of most of those older ships appeared outwardly battered, but still functional.
On the bridge of the Manchuria
, Rear Admiral Phillip Gundersen was seated in the command chair listening to reports from various bridge officers while working a padd and communicating with other fleet commanders and ship captains, acknowledging status updates as they come in. He was a tall human male of advanced middle age. Though in his early sixties, his face showed minimal signs of aging, with slight wrinkles around his blue-gray eyes and along his outer cheekbones. His straw blond hair did have a few gray streaks and receded a considerable amount behind his forehead.
Commander Inuri Jin-han moved about the bridge making inquiries about the various ship functions. As tall as the admiral, she towered over the young human male helmsman while monitoring various readouts and directing last minute changes in course and speed.
After conferring with officers manning starboard communications stations, she took a few quick steps back to the command chairs, facing the tactical station. “Estimated weapons range of enemy fleet?” she asked the Capellan tactical officer. While she was of mostly Chinese and Japanese ancestry, Jin-Han spoke with an English accent that was a mostly Liverpool cadence.
“Two minutes, twenty-three seconds,” answered Lieutenant Commander Krear, a fair-skinned male with long dark hair tied back into a ponytail to conform to Starfleet uniform regulations, who dwarfed even the captain and first officer.
“Weapons status?” Gundersen asked Krear as he handed Jin-Han the padd that had been in his lap.
“All weapons at optimum power,” the tactical officer replied. “Shields and deflectors at full strength.”
“All ship-to-ship communications frequencies coded and scrambled,” a young human male responded. “EM wave guides compensated for all anticipated dampening amplitudes and frequencies.”
“Open a channel to all ships then,” Gundersen instructed, rising from the command chair. “All right, people. This is how it’s gonna go down. As you already know, we’ll be intercepting an enemy fleet of over six hundred. We may look like we’re in bad shape being vastly outnumbered and with a bunch of older ships brought out of mothballs. This is an all-hands-on-deck fight, and hopefully more upgraded circuitry will prevent their computers from suddenly crashing.
“Our job will be to outthink and outmaneuver an enemy fleet consisting primarily of Breen heavy cruisers. The Klingons, having developed a counter-measure to Breen weaponry faster than the rest of the Alliance will move in towards the center. Galaxy
-wings one, three, and five will follow, hoping to continue to provoke the Breen into firing their energy dissipaters. The Galaxy and Excelsior wings, along with Akira
wings one through five, will move out to try to draw away supporting Jem’Hadar and Cardassian capital ships. All other light cruisers, form up with the capital ships to try to box in their capital ships.
He looked around the bridge of his ship, seeing doubt in the some of the faces of the younger officers. “This will be a difficult struggle,” he assured them while still keeping the communications channel open. “We’ve gotten some tough breaks over the last month since the Breen entered the war. We have a chance to show our enemies we are still just as determined. So, let’s give ‘em hell.”
“Enemy weapons range in fifty-three seconds,” Krear chimed in.
“All ships, stand ready,” the admiral commanded.
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Wings of Akira
-class ships spread out while the Galaxy
-wings closed in on the Breen, supported by smaller ships of older and newer designs laying down swarms of phasers and quantum torpedoes. The smaller ships were in front of each formation, trying to squeeze between the heavy cruisers. The Breen fired energy dissipaters in small intermittent bursts, which the shields quickly absorb this time, while firing mostly pulse weapons. The older ships proved more resilient than expected, as Excelsior
, and Constellation-classes
absorbed hard swarms of weapons. Those torpedo hits left huge holes in the saucer sections of two of the Mirandas
, but were still going strong.
Several groups of smaller vessels swooped in on Jem’Hadar and Cardassian vessels on the edge of the formation, hoping to draw their fire. Some of them took the bait and pursued their attackers while others hold formation, drawing the allied light cruisers into close quarters combat.
A few squads of Breen heavy cruisers formed up in very close groups of three, four, or five to concentrate on the Galaxy
, and Morgai
-classes, hoping to exploit their larger size and lesser maneuverability. Starfleet and Klingon capital ships employed a similar bridge-burning maneuver--but with smaller ships as support rather than forming up close together-- creating difficulty in squeezing between the opposing ships or moving off before colliding. While the smaller fighters run kamikaze
maneuvers against Starfleet, Klingon, and Romulan light cruisers, the crews of the larger ships were not considered to be as expendable, hence were not as quick to sacrifice themselves. As one line of ships from either side moved off, another came in hard with pulse and projectile weapons firing.
The rest of the capital ships--Galaxy
, and Excelsior
-class Federation ships, Negh’Var
class Klingon ships, and Raptora
-class Romulan ships—not going against the Breen stayed on the outer formation drawing the fire of Jem’Hadar battleships and Dracon
-class Cardassian ships. Swarms of Miranda
, and Steamrunner
-class Starfleet ships and Klingon and Romulan Birds-of-Prey
took on Breen fighters on the outer formation as well. For each allied ship they take out with both weapons fire and ramming maneuvers, four Breen fighters are destroyed.
Jem’Hadar and Cardassian light cruisers that don’t take the bait swoop in ships taking on the Breen, which able to take some of the pressure off the Breen; a few Mirandas
are torn apart. A number of Ambassadors
with the support Klingon Birds-of-Prey
moved in while firing phasers and torpedoes.
Wings of Federation, Klingon, and Romulan capital ships cut off Jem’Hadar and Cardassian warships trying to get back with the regular formation. Ambassador
classes, with Vorcha
-class Klingon ships and D’Deridex
-class Romulan ships take on the Galor
-class Cardassian cruisers and Jem’Hadar battle cruisers with seemingly endless lines of torpedoes, enveloping the enemy ships in blinding fireballs. Galaxy
, and Raptora
-class ships took on the Dracon
-class Cardassian capital ships and Dominion heavy cruisers. They remained in close quarters combat exchanging flurries of phaser and disruptor fire, knocking out ships on both sides and leaving behind large chunks of debris and ship hulk spiraling towards the ninth planet and its moon.
As battle raged on, the Federation Alliance fleet gained a decisive advantage, now outnumbering the enemy fleet one-and-a-half to one. The Alliance fleet continued pouring on with phaser and torpedo fire even while losing ships at a fast rate, relentlessly blowing apart opposing ships until they were down to almost nothing. What was left of left would regroup and retreat deeper into the system.