USF Progenitor & Crew: Adventures in Cosmos 01

[SP#11] Turmoil & Soil

"It has been suggested by AI-guidance, and has been unanimously decided by Admiral Alfred, Colonel Zefhris, Admiral Vince, and Colonel McCarthy that we boost our efforts in the rescue process. It's a direct order from all the way up the chain. We intervene with the objective of peaceful negotiations. And we save our fellow USF members. Our warships are authorized to return fire if diplomacy signals fail, on the advisory of Captain Jack. Overall, the objectives are simple. You are to implement search and rescue, and small-scale aerial-to-ground combat strategies and tactics immediately... following our debriefing. You are now dismissed," Lieutenant Colonel Army brawned, exiting the planning room with three other higher ranked officers. The door closed behind them.
"Sooo, f$ck the vote, then?" Captain Dan complained, chuckling.
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Okay!! Damon, Myles, and Ian, we're going to stay with our process here, focusing on getting our frigates in and out. The USF Plaza goes to Damon, USF Retribution to Myles, and the USF Element to Ian. Myles? Get up!!"
"Cruisers are in my command, Natalie, let me know when to move them in," informed Captain Michael, drinking the rest of his space soda then throwing it into the burner (garbage incinerator.) "Aries and I got this."
"Ramon. Dan. With me, we're going to be on comms with command while Natalie and Michael lead in the tactical element. We will watch the strategic display, and you guys notify me if you see anything that could threaten our mission. Communicate with me, guys, you got it?" Jack ordered.
"Yes sir!" Ramon and Dan responded.
"Adam, if you could, be my eyes and ears between operations and command. That's what I need you to do," ordered Jack.
Captain Adam resounded, "Yes sir!!"
Everyone in the SOP (Strategic Operations Planning) room got into their respective positions. They manned displays that showed the frigates' and cruisers' vitals, updated data and news from satellite feeds coming from the warzone, strategic view of the USF Silent Path and the rest of the fleet, geographical and meteorological information around Yakkenden, and other information surrounding the situation.
"Ian, you know how to use that thing, right?" Joked Myles, taking control of his display setup.
"Shut the f$ck up, Myles!" Ian harshed with a laugh.
"Boys!! Pay attention!!" Natalie scolded.
Dan added, "Yeah, guys? This isn't joke time, okay? I need you guys to focus. I need a heads up display on the frigates' course of action."
Myles and Ian refocused, furrowing their brows and looking through the available intel updates to determine if any changes needed to be made.
"The zone is hot, Natalie, what are you doing?" Asked Jack.
"We're going to steer them towards the mountainside and funnel them up North. Then they can fly straight through to the CS," Natalie answered with slight panic in her tone.
"Sounds right, they'll have cover between all those trees," Damon claimed. "Natalie, I'm getting contacted by the commander of the Plaza."
"Damon, talk," Natalie demanded.
"He's telling me that the terrain looks like it's pushing upward from the ground. They're not able to stay low behind cover, please advise," informed Damon.
"We're getting those readings, too," Ramon said, thinking to himself what the h$ll is that? "We don't know what's going on there, but it shouldn't impede progress, just slow them down and raise altitude. Strategic shows that the Azkonce are retreating West, away from the mountain range."
"Keep them on the route, Natalie," Jack ordered. "Subterranean scans available?"
Dan replied, "Jack, we don't know. Half of these blips aren't even coming up on time."
"Yeah, why are the readings coming in so slow?" Ramon asked.
Jack straightened up, "Not right now, guys, stay on geographical for now. How is weather looking?"
"Doesn't look good," Dan chuckled.
"Michael," Jack prodded.
"Not getting anything from the Raph nor Zogg about it. Manageable is my guess," Michael replied. "Commander Bryson, are you in good standing?"