STC Inrilk ( A-237) 
Captain La’jue
“ Shots fired!” was heard over the radio and word was quickly passed around the operations net about the hostile action from this new alien race. “ Advise sir, either they have really bad aim or those were warning shots” the lead pilot said over the radio, the sound of marines yelling orders in the background. Captain La’jue thought for a moment, he didn’t want to start a war, but he didn’t want to get his men killed either. He had to make a decision and fast regarding what to do.
	
“ Communication officer!, get in touch with the admiral tell him I’m bringing my ship to battle stations” La’jue said pressing the general quarters alarm. Soon the entire ship was in action, all available crewmen were up and running to their stations. “ Set missile tubes 1-4 to 1 SQ, load one nuclear warhead and three High explosive warheads with targeting solutions for the orbital stations and the closest ship”. The deck officers nodded and relayed the orders to the crew, boosting their shields to the front as the Inrilk turned towards the alien fleet and opened their torpedo tubes. “ Load all tubes and give me two firing solutions, one for the stern of the ship and one for the bow”. The other ships followed suit, targeting other ships in the alien fleet with missiles and magnetically accelerated torpedoes. 

STC Jaques ( BH-44)
Crash landed on New Condia
Cmdr. Deaxja ( KIA)
Lt. Cmdr Sinidas Kalai ( Now in Command)

The shots from the defense station could be heard by the entire crew on the ground as they watched their dropships come in through the clouds. Instantly every weapon along the defensive perimeter was at condition one, rounds in the chambers and cocked, ready to be fired. A symphony of clicks and racking noises could be heard as the crew finished readying their weapons, soon every weapon on the line was trained on an alien figure. As the first marines began landing the atmosphere on the ground became much more hostile. Marines leapt from their transports ready to fight, while unships strafed back and forth over the landing site, ready to fire at a moments notice. This rapid deployment was a marine specialty and something they practice routinely during the military games at home, the only difference was this time the enemy wasn’t other marines, but a completely unknown alien race. 

	
“ Who’s in command!” a marine captain yelled over the sound of dropships, his external speaker making his voice sound slightly mechanical. Sinidas calmly made his way out from the perimeter as marines ran towards the ship, providing aid and adding to the defenses. “ Lieutenant Commander Kalai!' he yelled back, extending his hand to shake. The captain was nearly twice his size in his powered armor and was slightly taken back by his calm display, this was a potential warzone of course. “ Good to see you alive commander, we took some fire on the way in. Have you had any contact down here!?”. Sinidas shook his head and pointed towards the Diplomat in the distance “ They have been butchering our language with that thing for about a couple hours, They say they are friendly but they sure showed up ready to fight, I suppose we got our answer when they started firing at you!” he said with a chuckling smile. 

The two officer slowly walked back into the crews defensive perimeter as Sinidas began explaining the defenses to the captain. “ We have one recoiless rifle centrally located to be able to hit both sides of the perimeter. Every couple meters we also have the 20 millimeter point defense turrets on makeshift swivel mounts, those are placed equally around the perimeter. Triage is on the bridge and I’ve set up a nuclear warhead to neutralize the sensitive equipment if we got overrun”. The commander nodded, looking at his own marines augment the perimeter with extra rifles and machine guns. They were finally a formidable fighting force, but they were eager to get off this planet. “ Those gunships are going to stay with us”, the captain said pointing towards the strafing aircraft “ We also have on call fighter support and ship borne artillery. We also brought a salvage team, they should be working on removing data and tech as we speak. Our total time on target shouldn’t be over two hours”. Sinidas nodded and looked back towards the diplomat and his machine, he didn’t trust this new race and expected to be shot down the second he made contact. He would stay here and stare down this race until, they attacked or somehow made themselves look more peaceful in their intentions. “ Shut that bloody thing up”! a crewman yelled towards the diplomat “ We can barely understand what its trying to tell us”! this outburst was met with laughter from the marines and crew around him, even Sinidas couldn’t help but chuckle.