A Ceremony of Losses - Part Two

Posted on Sun Oct 31st, 2021 @ 4:16am by Aiden Torel & Commander Ken Noros & Commander Sohnaxx Dvald & 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 Warspite / USS Stalingrad / IKS Korinar
Timeline: 1430Hrs - October 25th, 2393

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 Queen Mary. 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.

"Mjolnir!" called one of the marines.

"Thor!." came the response from the second set of marines. "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 completely ignored the marine's arrival, this was almost a routine occurrence for them recently. One of the junior crewmen tuned. "Woah!". he paused. "Chief... Chief!" he called

"Yeah... What-Oh." an older-looking man approached. "Who are you?" he asked politely as the three marines all had phaser rifles trained onto him.

"I'm 1st Lieutenant Ivan Antilles." the marine commented. "USS Stalingrad..." he paused. "Am I taking you all as prisoners?" he inquired. "Or am I liberating you?" he inquired of the engineers presently before him, for Antilles, this situation was rapidly turning into a repeat of a few days earlier on the USS Michael Monsoor and again on the other ship.

"I wish I had time to chat with you El-Tee, but we're taken 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." he paused. "Commander James Monroe... You might find an escaped Klingon lurking around the halls... Don't shoot her... If, you can avoid it..." as he slowly smiled. "I hope she isn't doing anything stupid."

"Sir... Wait you know about her?" one of the Enginers asked.

"I did," Monroe answered as he nodded his head. "But I'll answer for my crimes at another time... Back to work," Monroe answered his engineer before he turned his attention to Antilles. "I'm sorry we had to meet like this El-Tee."

"Likewise Commander," Antilles answered. "So I'll assume that for now, I am liberating you and pretty much as much of this ship as I can get, hopefully without the Klingons shooting at me..." he paused. "I don't have the firepower to fight you guys and them at the same time." Antilles sighed softly.

Meanwhile. Commander Gan'rar smiled as he hefted his rifle. "Report?" he asked of the nearest Bekk.

"Sir, the Starfleet crew are fighting hard to hold onto their critical spaces... Our Starfleet allies have taken the main engineering area, the ship's magazines except one... armory four... the bridge is as yet, unclaimed as is most of the habitable areas on the ship... Starfleet seems to be leaving the bridge for us... they are presently pressing on armory four." the Bekk explained.

Gan'rar nodded his head. "Very well, we need to locate the prisoners before these traitors space them..." he commented. "Squads one and six, come with me... We go to put an end to this charade." as two dozen heavily armed Klingons began moving down the hallways towards their destination.