The Poisoned Challice - Part Three

Posted on Thu Jun 24th, 2021 @ 6:50am by Commander Ken Noros & Commander Ryan Saunders & Lieutenant Commander Hesutu M'kresst & Major Harry Stamper & Lieutenant Commander Jerzy Wojcik & Lieutenant Commander Katrina Sisko & Lieutenant Kira Stormrage & Lieutenant Kell Stormrage & Master Chief Petty Officer Horus Yamaguchi & Fleet Captain Marie Yamaguchi & Command Master Chief Petty Officer Tom "Guardian" Carter & Lieutenant Raeven & Brigadier General Krann, Son of Magh'tor & Commander Zheng Jet

Mission: Mission 110: Blue on Blue
Location: Various Locations - USS Stalingrad
Timeline: 1415Hrs - October 23rd, 2393

On the bridge of the Stalingrad, Marie Yamaguchi watched the status of the battle unfold. "Tactical display..." she commented, the display switched quickly as the USS Warspite, a Chimera class light cruisers sped across the screen before the Stalingrad before taking not one but two phaser blasts, both of which penetrated her shields, one of those blasts smashed into her armor plating and the second reduced a warp nacelle to molten scrap. However, the Warspite is still able to get away as she shoots off a half dozen missiles at the Stalingrad before she engages her warp drive and departs the battle. The Queen Mary followed her companion a moment later as she expended a dozen rounds into the large Klingon warships. most of them absorb the hits without issues but one of the Birds of Prey suddenly exploded, the light from the flash and fire fades slowly.

Yamaguchi rose to her feet. "Jet, what's the status of those two ships we disabled"

Zheng Jet raised an eyebrow. "They both are structurally intact, we can capture both..."

Noros rose to his feet. "Alright, let's do this," he commented as he walked over to the security station. "Kira..." he addressed the female presently standing at her post. "Inform the marines that today is their unlucky day. Have the Colonel conduct his boarding operation on the larger of the two ships... I'd like you to oversee the capture of the weaker of the two."

Stoneheart nodded her head as she went to work. "You got it, Commander," she commented.

Meanwhile, bellow decks, the marines were all informed of what exactly was taking place as they had all gathered in the various transported rooms of the USS Stalingrad. Within Transporter room sixteen was a large force of marines, almost twenty in all as they quickly placed a warhead into the center of the pad, they tapped the system before activating it. "Energize when ready Chief." the marine said as he quickly vacated the pad, the Chief then energized the system and beamed the warhead over to its target without comment or hesitation.

The marines began to move over to their stations on the transporter pads in silence, taking up their positions. "Chief... Give me the three count please and then beam us over." the squad leader commented as if he was ordering lunch from the kitchen's menu.

"You got it." the young woman answered as the small framed human female began tapping away at her panels. "The bomb has just gone off... Energizing in ... Three... Two... One... Now." and with that she activated the transporter, beaming the twenty marines onto the crippled USS Michael Monsoor. The transporter room was trashed. "Move!" the squad leader called as his marines proceeded to do just that, they opened the main door to the transporter room to find themselves facing another group of Stalingrad's marines.

"Leicester!" called one of them.

"Square!." cam,e the response. "You guys head that way... We'll go this way..." the two squad leaders quickly sorted things out between them to prevent their guys from becoming entangled in each other's formation.

It was with that, they both sets of marines encountered very little resistance as the Starfleet crews did not seem interested in attacking their own. They also encountered several wounded lying in the hallways, after quickly securing however they found by calling for beamout's from the Stalingrad, the wounded would be treated and then placed into the ship's brig, for processing with the rest of this mess. The squad leader kept his marines focused and organized as they moved towards their first objective, Main engineering which they reached almost without a fight.

The squad leader raised an eyebrow. "Cover me..." he had a feeling on how this was going to go and he needed to be sure. He stepped forward as he entered Main Engineering, the personnel within were all focused on saving their ship that they totally ignored the marine's arrival. One of the junior crewmen tuned. "Woah!". he paused. "Chief... Chief!" he called

"Yeah... What-Oh." a young woman came over. "Who are you?" she asked politely as the three marines all had phaser rifles trained onto her.

"I'm Lieutenant Ivan Antilles." the marine commented. "USS Stalingrad..." he paused. "Am I taking you all as prisoners?" he inquired. "Or am I liberating you?"

"I wish I had time to chat with you El-Tee but we're taken very heavy damage... and we might have to abandon ship... I'd prefer to fix this ship without your guys waving rifles at my own people." she paused. "Lieutenant Jessica Callison. I'm sorry we had to meet like this El-Tee."

"Likewise," Antilles answered. "So I'll assume that for now, I am liberating you and pretty much the rest of this ship and crew from the Captain?"

"I don't know who's loyal to who anymore... To be honest... " Callison answered. "My only goal is keeping this ship in one piece... Stalingrad did a good job of violating my ship..."

"We can sort the mess out later," Antilles answered.