The Algean Fleet Leader ordered, “Fire ten missiles at each of those constructs and make five of them power missiles. Spread them out so the blast won’t take out all of them.” He watched his display as the 80 missiles left his fleet, spread out and headed toward the forts.” Once again they reached the same distance from the huge constructs and were all detonated by those small energy beams. The explosions were enormous and the Pydres hiding on the southern continent saw what they thought was a sun surrounding their planet. The bright light turned the night into daylight and they wondered what was happening.
The sensor leader turned to the Fleet Leader and said, “It appears that their defensive systems have a range of about one pund. The Ground Leader has notified us that his ground tools are being hit hard by their ships. He also wants us to try and hit that structure that they have made on the surface. He asks how much longer before he can begin his full assault?”
The Fleet Leader was reluctant to move any closer but it was clear that his missiles were not getting close enough to do any damage to the orbiting structures. Launch 100 missiles at each and an additional hundred at the structure on the planet. Don’t use power missiles on the planet; we do not want to destroy our tools on the ground.” Once more the missiles reached out from the fleet but once again they were all destroyed at 900 miles. Even those targeted on the structure on the planet were destroyed by cross fire from two of the orbiting rocks.
Back on the home world of the plants the Leaders were watching their displays and one of them said, “He needs to move his fleet closer and launch a full barrage.”
The Eldest Leader said, “Issue the order to move closer.”
The Fleet Leader saw the light on his console come on indicating a message from the Algean Leaders and guessed that they were not satisfied with his caution; his communications leader confirmed it. “We are ordered in to launch a full barrage, Fleet Leader.”
The Fleet Leader raised his arms shoulder high which was the equivalent of a shrug and spoke over his fleet frequency, “Move in to one pund. Launch full barrage on my command.” He then turned to the communications leader and said, “Notify the Ground Leader to begin his assault once our ships are in place.”
Colonel Huseen watched his display and then keyed his general com, “Attention all forts, they’re moving in. Hold your fire and wait until they stop then when I turn on the planetary screen you will have weapons clear. Take out as many as you can until they move back to 4,000 miles then launch your penetrators and go to focus primaries; use only the general primaries and needles until then.”
The Algean fleet moved in and sorted itself into eight groups aligned on each of the forts. Huseen saw that each fort would have more than 60,000 ships to contend with and he was thankful that the forts were fully charged before they were put in place. He wanted to hit the Fleet before they launched their missiles so it was going to be a matter of timing. If he waited too long after they stopped moving in then they would launch. He expected them to move in to 900 miles but kept his com keyed in case they stopped short of that distance. His sensor officer said, “Sir, they are slowing down, computers project they will stop right about 1,000 miles.”
Huseen kept his hand on the general screen switch until the huge Algean fleet arrived at 1,000 miles then he threw the switch and the planetary screen came on at full power, “Weapons free,” he shouted into his com and his eight forts fired their primaries.”
The Half Fleet Leader had left his command ship and its support squadrons at 50,000 miles out to have a general view of the conflict. He was just about to order the missile launch when the entire planet disappeared behind a screen and his fleet was hit with hellish beams that were wider than anything ever conceived. Even the Leaders on the home world were stunned.
The Algean Fleet was caught like a moth in a flame. The sixty mile wide primary beams of the fort shot out into the ranks of ships and fanned across them for three seconds to be followed two seconds later by another beam. Most of the ships had missiles in their magazines preparing to launch and when the beam touched them they exploded into violent anti-matter explosions. The carnage was unbelievable. Tens of thousands of ships were being destroyed every second. The Fleet Leader yelled in his frequency board, “Withdraw, withdraw, escape now.” Ships that had not been hit launched their missiles and turned to flee the terrifying beams but the damaged continued. The fleet leader watched his half a million ships get decimated by the wide energy weapons. Even those that managed to turn and run were being hit and whatever those beams touched disappeared. The survivors reached 4,000 miles from the forts and those beams grew smaller and started targeting single ships. It was then that the Fleet Leader saw those energy missiles the strangers used against the other fleet launching from the eight rocks and there were literally millions of them.
Huseen keyed his com and ordered, “Fire the focused primaries at the heavy battleships. Get as many as you can then go after the others.”
One of the Plant heavy battleships had managed to flee to eighteen thousand miles from the planet and thought it was clear when a 1,500 foot wide beam hit it amidships and cut it in half. One half detonated when its anti-matter missile magazine exploded taking the other half with it along with three other Plant ships fleeing close to it. Everywhere around the planet the Algean fleet was being destroyed. The Fleet Leader watched as his ships continue to blow up from that hellish beam at thirty punds from the planet and now the energy missiles were in among his ships wrecking havoc. Finally, the survivors of his fleet crossed 40 punds from the planet and the terrible beams finally stopped. His sensor leader turned to him obviously shaken and said, “Only 3,000 ships have managed to escape; none of our heavy harvesters. Sir, there are 4,000 ships leaving the planet and headed toward us at twice our fastest speed.”
The Fleet Leader keyed his home frequency and said to the Algean Elders, “Leaders, it would be my recommendation that in any future encounters with these orbiting rocks that you maintain the 50,000 mile separation.” The Algean Leaders on their home world watched as the strange ships caught the fleeing remains of their fleet forty minutes later and totally demolished the survivors. They watched it all because the Fleet Leaders ship had a head start on the rest and was the last destroyed. Their feed ended abruptly. This was the first time in their remembered history that any of their ships had fled from a battle.
Richard Wiseman watched the display at his headquarters and thought that not being involved in the fighting was not something he would ever get accustomed. Just prior to the ranks being formed with the Cainth, he called Colonel Watson and asked for a private channel. “What’s up boss,” Jer said.
“Colonel, I am taking your battalion out of the ranks and bringing it into the fort to change your weapon load.”
Jer just looked at Wiseman on the display and said nothing. “His expression says it all,” Richard thought. Richard said, “Colonel, I’m highly concerned that one or more of our lines will break. If we hold our line and one of the others fail then the plants will be in our rears and roll us up. Navy has just informed me that they are going to have to use the ships overhead to finish the Algean Fleet. We will not have orbital support initially and I don’t know how long it will take them to return. I am bringing your troops in and putting jump jets on their packs and changing their hornets from anti-weapon to anti-personnel. I will use you where the fighting is the worse.” Richard noticed that Watson changed his expression when he said that. “Colonel, I need my best unit ready for this so get in here quickly and load up.”
“Yes Sir,” Jer said. “We’re moving now.