Duel Kopperian Fury: The Desolation of Umwat

[Boris Petrovi Yroslavov]

Upon entering hyperspace once the fleet assembled and began moving, Fleet Admiral Boris took his time, lingering in his office before inevitably taking the elevator to the bridge. When he arrived, he found ISB Major General Ivana waiting for him. The two stood in silence following the exchanging of formalities. However, while in Hyperspace, one of his officers reported receiving a transmission from the KIF Mochalivi, claiming that it needed assistance.
"Very well. Have us stop at their position first."

"Yes, Your Excellency!" The officer replied as the fleet soon after exited to find the ship torn in half, the lights on the rear section of the hull blinking on and off in distress.

BBori's eyes widened in surprise before hardening his fists. "Urgh, order one of our shuttles to evacuate the crew." He commanded before narrowing his eyes. "Someone will suffer for this."

After the shuttle returned, he and Ivana were surprised to find they had prisoners with them, two humans wearing only pants, chests bare and covered in tattoos. Pirates or cultists, he couldn't have been sure. But regardless, he awaited for the commander of the ship to briefly him while his officers made note of the wreckage so it could be towed and rebuilt later.

 

[Dimitri Yaroslavov]

Dimitri Sergeievich Yaroslavov swiftly exited the shuttle once it returned to the rack, the dozen or so meter thick blastdoor sealing behind him as the ship's gravity hoist latched onto their shuttle before pulling it into the ready rack.

As the air bay became pressurized, he marched to the door where he met a couple drones from the ISB's security detail. Their red eyes locked onto him while his crew was escorted out.
"Difficult day, Senior Lieutenant?"

"You could say that." He answered in reply, sighing. "I know you have questions and I will answer them. But for now, I would like to get some rest."

"Very well. Go get your rest. But, before you do. Would you mind handing over the log?" The Drone inquired, gesturing to the tablet in his hand.

Dimitri nodded before giving it to him, the ISB agents saluting him before departing as he followed behind them. However, as he did, felt the slight shift as the vessel entered hyperspace. "Wait, where are we going?"

The two security officers turned to him. "I'm surprised you haven't guessed. Considering it was you who placed us in this position. We are going to the Omwat sector."

 

[Boris Petrovi Yroslavov]

The fleet again entered hyperspace, the 6 Krova Class cruisers and 10 Kosta Class frigates with him, even if unseen. Yet, as they were going through, a darkness, something unnamed came over them. Boris could feel his core quiver, yet he remained firmly in control. Besides, with what KIF Mochalivi reported prior to its incident, he could only imagine it was this "Dark Crusade" who were responsible.

Not long after, they arrived, the ship's leaping out of hyperspace in formation.

Boris's eyes widened at he stared at the large spiky black hulks in the distance dueling it out with a significantly smaller fleet of strange ships pianted with orange stripes. "Open the comm channel and launch fighters. I don't think it's difficult to assume the black ships are this: Dark Crusade we were warned about."
He commanded.

However, as the officers set about their tasks, the bridge doors opened to reveal two ISB security officers with an Aerospace Officer in tow. "What is the meaning of this?" Ivana demanded with narrowed suspicion as both she and Boris turned to them.

All saluted before one ISB officer gestured to the Aerospace officer next to him. "This is Senior Lieutenant Dmitri Sergeievich Yaroslavov, Commander of the KIF Mochalivi. He claims to-" The ISB officer began, only for Dimitri to rush to the console and point at the black ships.

"That's them! The one's who destroyed my ship! They're the one's the Republic needed help against!" He shouted, wings outstretched in rage.

Boris nodded. "Belay the Comms and target a signal at the closest orange vessel. Tell them help has arrived, and order our ships to engage!" He commanded before marching up to the internal speaker: "Engage the cloest enemy ship!"

As soon as the order was given, all fighters onboard were deployed in short order, forming a screen around Presledov and the rest of the ships as the Korvas and Kostas advanced to complete the wedge. As soon as the Presledov's weapons trained on the first black ship approaching their position, the massive railguns opened fire with EMP/Kenetic rounds in an attempt to damage their shields while the VLS cells on either side of the superstructure began launching their weapons.

The Krovas meanwhile did the same while targeting the second closest ship while retaining their largest missiles for the moment, their 9 large, but slightly less impressive firing rapidly with EMP rounds broke the shields. All the while, dozens of small missiles launched from their bays.

The Kostas stayed beside the Krovas, adding their own railguns and missiles to the mix.

At the same time, the Presledov maneuvered itself to face the enemy, the frontal super heavy blast doors folding aside as it's primary Shipbreaker Cannon revealed itself.

 

[Yuri Yaroslavov]

In the hanger of the Presledov, Colonel Yuri Kirillich Yaroslavov leapt into the cockpit of his SK-80K fighter, already loaded up with its standard load out. Buckling himself in and giving the aircraft a quick check, the magnetic lift picked up his aircraft along with 5 others before driving them to the open hanger doors, and dropping them into vacuum. Once out, he ordere"d a roll call for all his pilots as he linked up with his wingdrone. His fellow pilots called in, all 20 present as their loyal wingmen linked to their huds. As usual, he had 3 under his direct command. The robotic fighters targeting fed directly into his.

As the ships fired off their salvos, he ordered the Ai driven fighters to launch their external EMP mounted missiles as many of his fellow pilots did the same before taking their positions surrounding the Krovas and Kostas. At the same time, the first enemy fighters began appearing.
"All wings, form up and fire back!"
He ordered, the fighters swiftly turning to face the enemy, firing off their Interceptors before dashing away to stay out of enemy gun range as Yuri himself did a corkscrew around the tower of a Krova. Even if he knew no one was inside, that wouldn't stop him from having fun as he defended. Using the cover of the ships. Before recommiting and firing his remaining four missiles at seperate targets as the Ai fighters followed his lead, each targeting seperate vessels.