Star Wars; the Terran Commander

Chapter 12: Ryloth

(AN: Okay, I'll admit, this took a while to edit.)

(The Black Pearl, Ryoth system) 

Commodore-Major John Ross is now at the Planet of Ryloth with the Weeping Angel, Running Heart, and Republic's Folloy  to reinforce it. he just entered to see a Lucherhulk and two Munificent frigates. while he is Commadore-Major, he wanted his New ships (Two Recusant-class destroyers named Sparrow and Avatar, Two more Munificent frigates, three Dreadnaught-class heavy cruisers and One Providence-class Dreadnought named Hood) to be with his fleet, he knows that they are being retrofitted to his liking, so he needs to wait.

To be honest... John never like Tambor as much as he can throw him if John was a freaking wheelchair. The utter fact that he has to defend a slaver irks him to no end... the only people in the council he trust is Tikkes, Po Nudo, the new vicory Dalvil Preez, and surpisingly Poggle the Lesser.

He met the Genosian when he was training on Genonosis. He is thankful that he has a Translator to make him understand Genosian, but he also wanted to learn the language, and after a few weeks thanks to the translator, he can make full sentences in Genosian, though he does have an accent in the language. that made him have a private meeting with the Queen and became one of the few to be allowed on Genonsis freely.

John sighs at the memories before shaking it off. "Get me in contact of the captain of the defense." John said to Trine.

Trine nodded and activated the ship's holoprojector, there was a Neimoidian Captain. "This Is John Ross of the Steel Phalanx, to whom am I speaking?" He asked.

"Commodore-Major, this is Captain Mar Tuuk, and I'm the one who leads this blockade." Mar Tuuk said as he looks at John. "Also, congrats on your Promotion, but I want to see Results. Just because you jump rank doesn't mean you high and mighty." He warns.

John nodded, understanding the skepticism. "Understood, Captain Tuuk. I'm here to support the blockade and ensure Ryloth remains secure. What's the current status?"

"Republic forces are regrouping and preparing for a counteroffensive. Their fleet has been probing our defenses, likely planning a full-scale assault soon. We need to maintain a tight perimeter and prevent any breaches."

"Agreed," John said, his mind already strategizing. "I'll coordinate with your forces and deploy my ships to bolster our defenses. Any intelligence on their fleet composition?"

"Several Venator-class Star Destroyers, accompanied by a significant number of V-19 Torrent starfighters and Y-Wing Bombers. They're formidable, but we have the advantage of entrenched positions and planetary defenses."

"Good. I'll have my droid fighters on standby for rapid deployment. We'll set up overlapping fields of fire to catch any intruding forces in a crossfire."

Mar Tuuk nodded, somewhat reassured by John's decisiveness. "Very well. I'll send you our current defense schematics. Welcome to Ryloth, Commodore-Major."

As the transmission ended, John turned to his crew. "Prepare for battle. Ensure all systems are at full operational capacity and coordinate with Captain Tuuk's fleet. We're not letting the Republic through."

Trine, his communications officer, approached. "Sir, there are reports of increased activity on the surface. Wat Tambor is requesting additional security forces."

John's jaw tightened. The thought of aiding Tambor, a known slaver, disgusted him. But orders were orders. "Deploy a contingent of battle droids to Tambor's location. Ensure they're on high alert. And Trine, I want eyes on every sector of Ryloth. If the Republic makes a move, I want to know about it immediately."