Human-Trigal Conflict
3|header=Prelude|body= After receiving warnings of a incoming extrasolar threat at the end of the Miranda Investigation, CSIS Begins preparing for all our war. Their anti-cloak countermeasures have been finished, and are currently being tested. It's an advanced computer that detects warped visual light (from the cloaked ship) as well as increased engine emissions from ship thrusters in space to be able to detect cloaked ships. They begin producing more ships, 4 more behemoth classes are ordered. Several more carriers. |header='Order Communicators' Package|body= As part of the constant CSIS surveillance they discover some behavioral changes. Wille Hammet has stopped tending to his blog. He now regularly "patrols" the ship but seems to make sure that he is always being captured by security systems. His attire has also changed from the casual look into a more formal suit. Overall his whole walk style and posture seem to have changed into a more confident look, showing just how deep this role of ex-member really affected him. Eda Lamb is working on her pc, which on inspection and infestation has proven to be just a normal laptop with no modifications other than better performance parts. She definitely knows that all her actions are being monitored but seems to tolerate it. Her current task seems to be removing used assets as she is pretty deliberately removing any possible traces online to the “Order of contactors”. Other than that she spends time on her watch, being pretty careful to not reveal what she is doing to the cameras. Even the hidden ones. One day the security cameras pick both up heading towards one of the onboard storage bays.
They are quickly detained. As they both arrive on the entrance to the cargo bay they wait until security comes to them. When the forces arrive both of them state that there is a package waiting for them. When the cargo index is checked it actually shows a standard cargo box being registered for use of "Order Communicators". It seems to have arrived with the latest supply run though it's uncertain if it was already registered under its current function.
Security says "how the hell did you get a package on board this ship?"
"It was sent to us. It contains everything we need for our new role as well as I think some information regarding the coming enemy."
"May we access it?"
"Open it."
They proceed into the cargo bay and move directly towards the box in question. It seems to be an ordinary cargo box locked with a RFID lock.
Eda puts her watch over the lock. An unlocking symbol is shown on the display and the lock opens. Inside the box on the right side are two smaller caskets stacked on top of eachother. Each one has one of their names carved into its top left corner. On the left side of the box there are a few carefully packaged data drives and a small black cube with dark green linings on the edges.
"The things on the right are for us, the ones on the left for you and your ship."
The captain comes down and takes the data drives and inspect them
"They seem compatible with our ship."
"What's in them?"
"I mainly requested translation data on the intruding species, plus as much additional data on them as we know ourselves."
"Intruding?"
"Please clarify, were those your ships during the Acolytian incident and Z-62 recovery?"
"In some way, yes. Though more the former than the latter."
"And the ship in the outer belt isn't yours?"
The captain hands the data packs to an engineer who installs them.
"We are working together now?"
"Yes."
"Well that explains a lot."
"And that incident outside the solar system."
"Was that, the Acolytians?"
"I think it'll be more clearer after the arranged meeting."
"I think you already know its location."
A report comes in that there is activity at one of the stated "emergency contact points". The one on Theia to be precise.
"Now, If you'll excuse us, we need to change into proper attire. Would you mind if we borrowed one of your transport boards to get these into our cabins"
She point at the caskets.
"Go."
"Thanks very much. Oh, that black cube is an auxiliary computer which as a bonus also provides limited coordination with our ships and designates the ship or station it is connected to as a Communicator vessel, a VIP of sorts. So you might want to consider which ship or station you want us both stationed on."
"Oh, yeah, don't try to open it."
They load the caskets onto a flatbed and transport them to their quarters. Each one takes their own one into their cabin. The placed surveillance equipment in both quarters goes offline.
No attempt is made to bring them back online.
The Jupiter charts a course for Theia. The box is hooked to the Jupiters computers, With the Jupiters modifications, it's a pretty good command ship.
The engineers hook the black box, though with some concerns, up to the computer of the CSS Jupiter. On the captains monitor on the bridge a simple UI pops up. 2|body= Initiate Order Assistance System installation?<br Yes<br No}} Yes.
The command system list shows new types of control configurations added as an option to bind to the customizable control panels. The communications screen now features a new tab labelled: OA Com. The captain accesses it OA Com. Bridge crew begin binding new controls. The OA coms screen has the same layout as all the other communication systems. However, it only features a single set frequency to chose from. It is able to relay text and command instructions.
The captain types "This is Captain Bergenson of the CSS Jupiter, communications test."
A response follows, in mere seconds. 2|body= Test Successful. Greetings Captain Bergenson. CSS Jupiter registered as Communicator Vessel.}}
The implanted data disc are read. The translation software takes up the new language details. The rest seem to contain partially tactical, partially cultural information on the so called "Trigals";
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| Designation | Image | Main Armament | Secondary Armament | Point-Defence System | Shields | Armor | Notes |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Ship Design 1; "Piercer Class" |  |
Spinal mounted projectile accelerator. | 2 Aft mounted "artillery" cannon turrets. | Laser based, full ship coverage, effectiveness 8/10. | Magnetic coupled with directed reverse tractor beam projectors. | ... | |
| Ship Design 2; "Devastator Class" |  |
3 internal mounted large "torpedo" holders; 6 frontal large missile hatches. | 6 Top missiles hatches; 2 top mounted large railgun turrets; 1 bottom mounted "artillery" cannon turret. | Laser based, full ship coverage, effectiveness 7/10. | Magnetic coupled with plasma generator. | ... | |
| Ship Design 3; "Swarmkeeper Class" |  |
Fighter wing of 24 Design 1 fighters mounted on the underside of the main deck; 6 top mounted "artillery" cannon turrets. | 6 side mounted small "artillery" cannon turrets, 3 on each side; Several Top, sides and bottom mounted Gatling gun turrets. | Laser based, full ship coverage, effectiveness 7/10. | Magnetic coupled with plasma generator. | ||
| Fighter Design 1; "[Unknown]" |  |
4 internal mounted kinetic cannons; Internal mounted Plasma Thrower. | None | None | Magnetic deflectors. | ... | |
| Ship Design 4; "[Unknown]" |  |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Likely a tactical coordination and support ship. |
| Fighter Design 2; "[Unknown]" |  |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Likely a picket fighter and electronic warfare. |
| Ship Design 5; "[Unknown]" |  |
Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Likely a dreadnaught type support and heavy weapons platform. |
Tactical Information: From what is known their fighting style revolves a lot around ambushes in which they take on smaller forces, strategically weakening their opponents systems using Piercer class ships and then following up with a barrage of missiles from their Devastator class. The Swarmkeeper class fills the role as a combat support ship with the fighter wing being used as both an offensive and defensive tool.}}
The CSIS gathers a fleet of 100 ships, 25 of which are behemoth classes. Tactical data was sent during the initial engagements with the Trigals. They know there's at least 30 ships. They begin gathering around Theia
A message is received over the OA com. 2|body=When ready, descent to location for meeting, contact communicators for further details.}} They Descend to the meeting Location.
Eda and Willie enter the bridge. They are wearing elegant full body suits with an almost mesmerizingly dark black colour dark green linings and decorations. While the suits seem like something you'd find at formal events they more resemble space suits in that they have hoods which can be pulled over the head as well as pieces that can probably be pulled up as a small mask. Embedded in the fabric also seem to be a few components including discreet extrusions that resemble tanks. While they walk onto the bridge the suits make small humming noises hinting at a possible powered exoskeleton system. Both wear very discreet visors which are obviously head up displays but they do not show their contents when viewed from the front. Around their hoist is an almost completely covered belt with different size pouches and holsters holding equipment. Overall their outfits resemble more military gear but in a way that it is not apparent at first glance.
Willie speaks up while Eda starts looking around the room
"So, you might want to get briefed as to that meeting with our lovely organisation, there are certain rules which you need to follow."
"First, you are only allowed to bring three people, at maximum 2 are allowed to have military training."
"Second, one of us needs to come with you while the other stays here on the ship, you can choose who you take with you."
"Third, you are to use the clothing we provide you with, any gear or equipment has to be left inside your dropship. For communication purposes with your higher ups you are provided one radio which you can make use of during certain periods of the meeting."
"Fourth, once you enter our facility you are not allowed to speak until we tell you to."
"Fifth, don't try to outsmart our scanners, we will know if you try to smuggle smth in which you shouldn't."
"So, that's everything relevant. The body of Burt Daniels is waiting at location. While in our confines you are perfectly safe."
The Admiral Steps forward. "I shall go. The Chancellor of the CSIS will be on his way, the briefing will be sent to him. Major General of the CSIS Army will be attending, he is on board."
"We will change into the provided uniforms. And we will follow your rules"
"Very well, the clothing will be provided once we have landed. Who of us both should escort you?"
"Eda."
"Alright."
"I should make you aware of something though."
"I have an implant in my left eye."
Eda steps forward while Willie takes position in the back of the bridge.
"Hm, what are its functions?"
Without leaning in or stepping closer she turns her eyes to look closely at his left eye.
"Allows me to see. Depending on the mode I can also see IR."
"Does it have recording capabilities?"
"I have a photographic memory because of it, but it cannot record to anything other than my brain."
"Hm... should not be an issue then."
"From our end we are ready to go." }} |header=CSIS meets with the "Order of the Metal Mind"|body=
The admiral, general and Eda make their way to the hangar bay on CSS Jupiter
They see a bright white dropship with gold accent lines fly in and land
"I see his excellence has arrived."
the front door drops, and along with a large contingent in suited guards, steps off with the Chancellor of the CSIS, Jan Sobieski.
"Good day mister Sobieskie."
"Hello."
They all load up onto one dropship, and take off and make way to the ground
As they come into range of the entered coordinates a small UI pops up on the flight controls. 2|body=Remote control request recieved.<br Accept<br Deny}} The Admiral presses accept.
"Better not run us into the ground."
The controls on the ship stop responding. Communications and GPS shut of. It alters its course and flies a bit away from the entered coordinates. Under them a vast forest stretches out. As they come over a clearing the dropship extremely gently slows down. It slowly descends and almost unnoticeably touches down in the middle of the clearing.
A message appears on the controls. 2|body=Arrived at destination.}}
The front door opens
The four of them step off
Near them on the ground lies a small metal box.
Eda steps over towards it and takes out three sets of silver shirts, trousers and 3 sets of black boots as well as a radio.
The three men step over to her.
She hands them the clothes and the radio.
"Your clothes. I'll be waiting here for you."
"Alright." Says the admiral.
They bead back into the ship, and come out wearing their new clothes.
"Alright, lets go."
Eda leads them to the edge of the forest where she goes towards a tree.
She puts her left hand in a small hole in the tree and a few seconds later a small click is heard.
A large boulder in the forest a boulder turns with a grumbling noise and lifts itself up in the air, revealing an elevator-like chamber. The floor is made of a seal brown wood and the walls are painted in a relaxing pattern of trees and bushes.
They step inside the elevator and the doors close behind them.
"Just as a warning, the elevator will during the ride change speeds to mask the true depth of our facility. The facility has also been entirely refitted and specialised for the cooperation between our order and the CSIS so you will find not much use in raiding it."
The elevator starts descending, sometimes changing speed while in descend.
In total the trip takes an estimated 7 minutes.
As the doors open they see a corridor leading to a door. The corridor is regularly split by small wall extrusions. Mounted on the ceiling on both sides there are two small turrets about halfway though to the door. They walk down the corridor as one of the turrets start tracking them while the other keeps pointing at the elevator door.
"Automatic defence system. And those extrusions house a variety of scanners."
"You should also be informed that these clothes contain small electronics which for the one part track your movement inside our facility but on the other hand give you automatic access to the areas you are allowed to visit."
As they approach the door it opens automatically.
"Like that."
They enter a small room which seems to work as a hub and junction of several other corridors. People are walking around, passing through from one corridor to another. They are dressed in similar outfits to what Eda is wearing just that they seem less like military gear and have red markings instead of dark green.
That is until they look both sides to the doorway from which they entered. Standing there are two men dressed in an outfit which you can't describe anything else than military gear. Yets it still seems unnaturally elegant. Their uniforms have no other colour to them other than the dark mesmerizing black and their entire face is covered by a helmet in similar style.
In the middle of the room is a desk with a person sitting behind it, wearing the apparently standard black suit with red markings. He briefly looks up as they enter. Nods to Eda. And looks back down on his desk, presumably continuing his work. Out of a sliding door in the right wall two more people in full black suits step out.
Eda leads them into the right corridor, The two black suits following them. Including the admiral and general, the order members have now built a diamond formation around the chancellor. Here and there the walls of the corridor are broken by an interface, a door or tinted windows.
As they walk along they pass a person dressed in a full white suit with a white face mask. His suit seems to be even less militarized than the ones worn be the people with red markings. They also pass by a person with yellow markings whose face is covered by the black hood and mask of his suit.
No one seems to pay much attention to them.
They finally stop at a door.
Eda enters a code on a keypad to the right side of the door. It slides slightly back and to the side.
They go inside. The guards stay on the outside of the room. With a soft hum and click the door closes behind them.
The interior of the room is best described as dark but not depressing. The walls are divided into night-black flat panels making it difficult to tell which ones are stationary and which ones could also be doors. The floor is seems to be made of one singular charcoal-black flat smooth surface but it is not slippery.
In the middle of the room is an elegant dark wooden table with three free chairs.
Across from them sit three people. The one in the middle and left in ordinary, normal-live suits with Crimson-Red (the same colour as all the reed markings) shirts and golden ties, and on the right a person in the same normal suit but with a dark-green shirt and a silver tie.
They all look up, except the most left person, from a sort of small, presumably laptop before them.
"You are now free to speak." says Eda as she steps to the right side of the table facing the admiral, general and chancellor.
"Please, take a seat." says the man in the middle.
The Chancellor steps forward and sits down. The other two follow.
The person in green speaks up. "Please, you must have a lot of questions."
"What is the purpose of the OMM?" says the Admiral
The person in the middle answers. "We are an instrument to the metal mind. Our specific organisation monitors, strategically inspires and protects humanity. There are others like us out there, instituted by the mind, which do the same for their own species."
"So why the secrecy? And how did you slip up after so long?" asks the Chancellor.
"Like our benefactor, we follow a very non-interventionist agenda. The more we contribute, the more the results are diverged from their possible normal state."
The person in green follows up. "Our slip up was bound to happen. We take all precautions to delay its eventuality but the rule is that with proceeding technological progress, hiding an organisation like our own becomes harder to retain."
The person in the middle adds to that. "We can only work with what our own species can produce, be it elevated with outside knowledge. We do not posses the same capabilities as our benefactor."
"We will keep your existence out of the public eye was best as we can."
"and lastly. How do we defeat the Trigals?"
"We have already lost several fleets to them."
The person in the middle speaks. "I'm afraid regarding the Trigals we know barely any more than you do. I'd be relieved to say that its an enemy you can deal with. But the truth is, they even outclassed our own defences, hence why they are now at your doorstep. We can not guarantee that you will defeat them but will offer the feasibly best support we can give to you."
The person in green continues. "Their culture, their politics, their everything is geared and centred around war. We do not know why they have decided to go after us but we expect they will make their intentions known very soon."
The person in the middle speaks again. "We will also transfer command of our 3. Defence Group to you for use of surgical strikes as well as providing details from our own surveillance network regarding Trigal movement. All required information will be received by your communicator vessel."
"Alright. Then we will fight back."
"We have a large fleet assembled. We will engage them."
"Do you know where their homeworld is?"
The guy in green speaks. "We do not currently but we are looking into our contacts. Unsurprisingly their own species does not have an organisation instituted by our benefactor so we do not have that much access to their systems."
The one in the middle continues. "We also advise you to be careful. From what we have uncovered they have developed a sort of "smokescreen" which can mask their activities over long distances. That's how they were able to make that ambush on your reinforcements sent to the retribution."
"Luckily it requires a set up and only works in a certain direction, more like a shield than a bubble. So we should be able to tell you when a location is safe using our hidden sensor network, assuming they have not disabled key stations for the required region."
"So if we come at them from behind..."
"...We can ambush them"
"In theory yes, the more difficult part is getting behind them unnoticed, not to speak of their possible reinforcements."
"We have fleets out on patrol that we are still in contact with."
The person in green speaks up. "Question is, how long will you still have contact to those? If they are the size of the group you sent to retributions aid they are likely targeted already"
The person in red continues. "Additionally we suspect they are definitely using more than just one of their masking screens. In theory one could also build up a completely masked area using multiple of them, giving them a sort of bubble to work in in secrecy."
"Hmmm. We are still in contact. However they are singular ships plus escorts."
"Well, we won't mandate you how to conduct your operations. Our teams will focus on diverting or dealing with the major threats as best as we can but I suspect you will still face a high number of their ships."
"What was the trent incident about?"
The person in green continues. "The trent incident was not conducted by us, it was an operation coming directly from the metal mind itself."
"I see. We will continue to have an open communications with the OMM."
"In the meantime, we will begin to mobilize our forces. And we will bring the Trigals to their Knees." }} Despite the disease having already spread throughout Yata for a couple years, Yata's global food market is nearing the brink of collapse as more and more of even developed nations have to forbid exports to properly feed their own population. The disease has been named "Demeter maledicto". Scientists around the world start investigating the disease to try and find a cure. Minor unrests start to occur in Germania due to the possible impending food shortages. Aeternus starts investing in hydroponic stations and installations on existing stations.
Several mining outpost in the outer rim are taken over or destroyed by the "Trigals". }}
| Human-Trigal Conflict | |||
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| Date | 309 CE - 310 CE | ||
| Location | Local Bubble | ||
| Outcome | Human De Facto Victory | ||
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3|header=Human-Trigal War|body=
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A CSIS Stealth-ship sent to look for Trigal incursions reports back from its fly-by of Pluto. It reports a gathering of about 40 ships. Most of them are of already known models but it also reports of two unknown designs present. It however did not get a close reading on them. The recon ship has retreated around neptune and is requesting further intructions. CSIS Preps it's nuclear arsenal. Every battlecruiser is prepped and loaded with 500 High Yield Warheads Recon ship will remain around Neptune. 5 Battleships, 30 Battlecruiserss, 20 Light cruisers, and 20 Frigates go to warp. They warp in right behind the Gathering of Trigal Ships.
The CSIS fleet initiates its warp.
The recon ship reports smth. "Something big just came in. That warp signature was imense." "We can't get a good reading on it from where we're stationed." "Around Pluto?" "YES." The recon ship sends another message before going dark again. "Cloak cloak cloak." "Engage warp, any direction, don't look back." "See you on the flipside." "Oh no... Command, we need to go offline. We've got pursuers." Some amateur stargazing groups begin watching the happenings with telescopes. They begin noticing many space battles on the outskirts of the solar system. This is considered "intriguing" so the actual full on Stargazer's Church. begins observing aswell.
The fleet warps in behind the hostiles... and in front of a large craft of unknown purpose.
The computers on CSS Jupiter start establishing a fleet link. Even though no one has ordered them to.
CSS Jupiter is processing data received by the dispatched fleet. The processing purpose is unknow.
That is until it sends a small report.
2|body=Trigal Com system infiltration successful.
Transcription codes fetched.
Translation codes cracked.
Relaying transmission and auto translation details to all fleet vessels via OA com.
}}
The fleet on Jupiter starts reading what is presumably the enemies' chatter while they turn to engage the Trigal fleet which in turn is turning to engage them.
2|body=Trigal Communications:
"Hunt is on. I repeat, hunt is on. Lets go fleet until we've got our respawn unlocked"
"Wooo yeah..."
"[---] get two of your carriers on defence mode, the rest go offensive. [---] start pounding the big ones with your cannons. [---]... try not to hit us."
"Very funny."
"Carrier swarm 2 and 4. You're on defensive."
"Oh man, I wanted to get some big kills today..."
"[---] don't worry well keep one fresh for you."}}
The Piercer class ships all start targeting the slower ships in the fleet while a few dozen fighters start swarming towards them, following just behind a salvo of "missiles" of different sizes.
2|body=Trigal Communications:
"Ey [---] call [---] in, they sent a lot of their good ships this time. Might be a juicy catch, I don't want to let it slip."
"On it, long range transmitter directing."}}
The fleet begins a large Yamato cannon barrage. They initiate first strike protocols, and every nuclear warhead on board each ship is launched. CSIS Inquires to OMM about Trigal respawns?
OMM answers that they are uncertain regarding that term and its connected technology, maybe it was translated to the closest matching word.
The battle side is filled by the fire of countless point defence laser turrets and detonating warheads. A moderate portion make contact with Trigal vessels, tearing moderate size holes into their armor, sometime revealing interior components. The Battleship start taking damage by the Piercer class ships. The rest of the fleet is getting targeted by Devastator launched missiles of various sizes and design 1 fighters. Multiple dogfights start occurring between Trigal and CSIS fighters.
2|body=Trigal Communications (Fighter-Sub-Link):
"One thing you got to hand to the high command. They know how to pick interesting targets. These fighters are intriguing to fly against."
"I know, right... Boom, another for the score. Oh, [---] I got two behind me, care to engage?"}}
The fighter start targeting bridges of ships, most that are shot down kamikaze. CSS Jupiter starts its scans on the Trigal vessels.
The cloaked torpedo runs prove to be of better success. The engines of one of the Trigal vessels targeted the most go offline
2|body=Trigal Communications "[---] I've lost one of my devastators."}}
Another Trigal ship succumbs to overwhelming fire. This time a swarmkeeper class.
2|body=Trigal Communications: "Carrier 2 is down. All correlated fighter relink to carrier 3." "Man, what is taking [---] so long." "Don't worry [---], should be here any second" CSS Jupiter detects incoming warp signatures, about 2 minutes out.}} CSIS reinforcements jump on right on top of the Trigal Fleet. They begin broadsiding the ships
2|body= "Hey... their scanning us. [---], target that vessel on the side." "With pleasure."}}
More and more Trigal ships are falling with a ratio of 1 Trigal for every 21 CSIS, As Jupiter goes ready for warp the contact comes in.
A fleet of about 60 ships jumps in all around the battle. Under it is amongst the known ship classes a new design of which 3 are present. (see attached) Trigal com: (denoised) "Hello, seems I arrived just at the height of the party. So, who do we want to stay here?" "f.erf.erf go after their larger ships, the small ones we can handle quite fine. Also, can someone do smth about their constant rocket barrages." "On it."
"TRIGAL FLEET, SUBMIT." "RESISTANCE IS FUTILE"
Several of the warped-in swarmkeeper class start launching a new type of fighter. They start intercepting missiles as well as going after the point of origin for them.
"Ha, that's our line, how cute. Have you decided what terms you'd like to go by. I mean I guess its the first but aren't you exhausting your forces a bit?"
The new ship type seem to charge up some sort of large energy spike in its center.
A fleet of about 60 ships jumps in all around the battle. Under it is amongst the known ship classes a new design of which 3 are present. (see attached)
Trigal com:
(denoised)
"Hello, seems I arrived just at the height of the party. So, who do we want to stay here?"
"[---], go after their larger ships, the small ones we can handle quite fine. Also, can someone do smth about their constant rocket barrages."
"On it."
Several of the warped-in swarmkeeper class start launching a new type of fighter. (see follow up image) They start intercepting missiles as well as going after the point of origin for them. (in response to the message) "Ha, that's our line, how cute. Have you decided what terms you'd like to go by. I mean I guess its the first but aren't you exhausting your forces a bit?"
The new ship type seem to charge up some sort of large energy spike in its center.
CSS Jupiter warps to a safer distance. The Board computer seems to already prepare an emergency jump. CSIS does another barrage They quickly regroup A few more battlecruisers out on patrol warp in.
The barrage finds some targets but is heavily intercepted by point-defence, fighters and the Trigal shield systems.
Trigal com: "Boom, gotcha."
3 of the last 5 remaining battleships are all hit by some sort of beam emitted from the three ships of new design. They immediately go dark.
Trigal com: "Oh oh, running low on heat sink capacity." "Me too."
Trigal com: "Alr, we gotcha covered"
A few ships start to gather around the supposed support design and seem to connect with it. The support ships start unfurling radiator sails.
(in response to attack.) "Ooh, they're getting feisty."
In their final attack they manage to take out a larger portion of piercer class ships as well as another swarmkeeper class and 4 devastators. The Trigal fleet is down to 3/5 their original size factoring in the newly warped in ships. In return 2 more battleships received the beam treatment and the last remaining from the previous attack is destroyed. In total only 1 battleship powers back up an manages to escape. Most of the other vessels are lost with about only 30% warping out with varying degrees of damage.
Trigal com: "Man, that was intense, when you recon the next wave willl be?" "I don't know but I got a lot of kills. That's the best fight I've had in months." "Same for me." "Hey people, don't want to ruin your after-hunt joy but we need to preserve our forces a bit more."
The craft of unknown purpose is starting to change.
Trigal com: "... Or maybe not..."
"Hey there's still one out there."
CSS Jupiter warps. This is the last picture it took of the strange installation.
Jupiter leaves a massive bomb behind a large anti matter bomb goes off as the CSIS fleet warps away Plutos surface is scorched, and most of the Trigal Fleet is critically damaged
CSIS begins salvage operations. They have ships to spare, but they begin refining their tactics. Many ships' shields are upgraded, and their armor is upgraded to a new type. Ships are now built with a honeycomb internal structure. Much of the test programs ships outer hull was missing, yet it still was functional. replacements for lost ships are ordered. CSIS calls in reinforcements form it's very close ally, the Protoss. Polsk says hey TDP allies please help me produce ship parts pleasssseeee. Nova Polska says.... Time to activate the shipyards. Karina Dynasty says I have done nothing but make ships for 50 years.
A transmission is received coming from the battle side on Pluto for which readings have since been mostly obscured. Automatic translation: "We noticed you left us a present, so we wanted to return the favour." "We really would love to see this turn into a long lasting relationship but we get the impression you actually want to hurt us. And if you continue with that I'm afraid we might need to repopulate this hunting area with more suitable prey. So choose wisely."
3 stations in the mid-rim send emergency distress transmissions before going silent. Several bright explosions are registered coming from the locations of the stations. One at each location. Anti-Matter bombs. Two of the stations were large ore processing hubs while the third was mainly focused on mid-rim trade and communication relay.
The price for raw minerals and ores starts to rise.
Aeternus Shipyards begins production of the Honebadger-S class. A variant of the famous Honeybadger mining vessel with increased stealth capabilities for use in high-risk high-reward regions. They do not reveal where they got the plans for it.
Reports of "Demeter maledicto" come up on Theia. Experts are unsure how it spread but its now threatening their agriculture as well. Famines start to occur in less developed countries.
OMM relays to CSIS that they have recorded a large particle trail impacting the solar system at pluto. The trace of a previously purely theoretical long range warp with extremely high speeds. New arrivals must have come. OMM says that they will trace back the trail and advises CSIS to not pursue the track as it would jus divert critical assets from where they are needed
Stealth frigates warp into trigal territory to begin scouring for important Trigal planets
The stealth frigates are ordered to destroy Trigal ore processing CSIS says hey Republic of Theia, we need help Actually all space capable nations we need serious help. Theian Republic says Alright, on my way. I'm willing to co-oporate regarding this.
"Leave our solar system." A response follows. Automatic translation: "But why should we? Its so thrilling to engage in battle with you." The outer rim is now deemed completely inoperable due to an seemingly ever increasing number of Trigal hunting parties patrolling the belt, going after every ship that warps in. It seems they have found their hunting ground, for now.
"You will die." CSIS starts laying minefields around the outer belt.
"That's the spirit. I love it."
"Leave." "We want no quarrel with you."
No response.
CSIS has an epiphany. When the Trigals approach, they just leave and avoid combat. While simultaneously firing interplanetary missiles at the outer belt They often return missile fire but always start closing distance until the respective fleet warps. Trigal transmission "O come on, where's your fighting spirit? I know you're good at throwing sticks but this is just boring."
CSIS continue to wait to see what the OMM will say about Trigal infastructure in their territory And where the warp trail leads
Trigal transmission "Must I remind you of our terms? Either live in battle or die in carnage. If you don't provide worthy opponents we might need to seek for those that do."
OMM states that they don't know how long this trail will be but that their fastest drones are on the matter. Multiple OMM defence groups successfully eliminate an entire Trigal Patrol of 12 ships. They supply the CSIS with a few of the parts of the wreckages which they hastily gathered before they needed to retreat from reinforcements. CSIS continues to bide their time they start doing very small engagements. The Trigals detect a fleet of 300 high power ships around Theia and the surrounding areas. Little do they know, this fleets purpose is to carry out an attack on the Trigal homeworld.
CSIS dissects the wrecks to figure out how trigal ships work. The scientist find from the few recovered pieces a new compound used in Trigal armor. It is outstandingly durable. They start working on finding methods to replicate it. It is however very expensive and hard to manufacture and requires some rare materials.Most new CSIS ships only use it to strengthen their critical spots, if they use it at all. In a secret contract, OMM supplies some of their technology to be incorporated under strict rules into CSS Jupiter, making it the most advanced ship in the CSIS fleet. One of their major retrofits are several external redesigns resulting in a far smaller detection profile.
Trigal forces expand their hunting area all the way in the orbital plane of Jupiter. Station by station go offline, either captured or destroyed. OMM states that the trail seems to be regularly refreshed. Some Trigal forces seem to intrudingly orbit at safe distance around Ganymede. Frequently making small expeditions to try and take on what lies there, leading to engagements between them and the The order of Ganymede. }}}}
