Behold: Humanity!: Dead Blood by Ralts Bloodthorne

Author:Ralts Bloodthorne [Bloodthorne, Ralts]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Peeper Corner Publishing
Published: 2023-12-28T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Admiral Shtuklar had been in charge of a task force of over a thousand ships less than two weeks ago.

Now he had less than 20% of them in operation.

Staring at the holotank, he knew he had made decisions that other officers did not agree with at the time, but those decisions were now being proven to be the correct ones.

He had emptied most of the lighter vessels of crew members, skeletal crewed the capital ships, but most of all, he had ensured that his podnaughts were ready to go.

They were David Weber class podnaughts, gigatons of mass tanks, creation engines, nanoforges, armor, engines, and targeting computers. Designed to be the ultimate reply answer to missile combat. With Donkey Class missile connection units, massive C+ cannon centerfire pieces and hyperdrive capable multi-stage missiles, the David Weber class was designed to finish any missile fight before it started.

With the sensor data from the subspace foam vessels following in the wake of the massive Type-III PAWM driving in-system constantly refining the targeting solutions, the missile could have been targeted on individual struts and welds and bolts if the computers wanted to.

But with a lack of gunnery crews due to the TDH Die-Off, the gunners loaded up warbois into the missiles from the podnaught's massive crèches.

The warbois had been hammering their faces against the sensors, screeching and clawing at their containment, until snapped chunks of broken junk code ran down their faces and out of their jagged toothed maws.

The Type-III PAWM thought it would be twenty hours before the battle could be engaged. They were still at the range where even the most powerful nCv cannon would require two to four hours to reach either of the combatants.

They had been inside the Confederate Navy's range the moment they'd jumped in system.

Admiral Shtuklar was a professional and knew that geometry won as many battles as firepower. He noted that the PAWM forces arrayed themselves in a two dimensional arc, smaller and faster ships pulling ahead of the larger ones, their forward line becoming ragged as they moved hundreds of thousands of kilometers apart from one another.

He restrained curling his lip or lifting his spines at such an obvious mistake. The ships would not be able to support one another with point defense systems and jamming, each ship would be an individual against the storm of his interlocked fire.

"Podnaughts have finished deploying second tier, creation engines have refurbished their munitions stock and have cooled and deslushed to optimum levels," Ensign Shugruth said. "Nanoforge and creation engine replenishment systems are at standby ready."

"Temporal and stellar stabilization arrays are charged and ready," Ensign Drugranth said. "System coverage will be at 97% at initial activation, 99.99% within thirty seconds of activation, spreading into the Oort cloud afterwards."

The Admiral nodded, staring at the screen and his targeted fireplan. Missiles for the entire front rank, C+ cannon shells for the larger ones. When the heavy multi-ton round exited hyperspace on impact, it was more a slug of sheer raw particles than a physical object and required special mathematics just to figure out the kinetic impact.

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