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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 2:11 pm
Vajdaság Sector Independent Space
First of it's class the MHH Szent István and it's escort is crusing towards the Charpathian Nebulas to reinforce the Magyar bordr against an inevitable USSSR invasion. The journey is long and uneventful, and Rosszburger Ödön kapitány is on the werge of falling asleep in his command chair.
Then suddenly the main screen lights up with the image of a Balding man:
Admiral, it's my outmost plesure to inform you, that you are tresspassing in territory Under Corporate jurisdiction. And anyways, you are en route to give the Ruskies a bloody nose, and we wouldn't want that would we?
Don't misunderstand me, I don't have anything against you personally, you know, It's just Business.
Without warning an entire fleet appears on the conwoy's starboard, and alarm klaxons start blaring, as Ödön's face contorts into an unearthly grin: "Well, well looks like I wont be going mad after all." Whispers are mumbled amongst the bridge crew.
Signup here, we are using the EpikSpace ruleset. Each side has two players, and we have a secret one coming once every squadron has moved once.
Magyar: Második Csatahajó Zászlóalj: MHH Szent István and its escort, MHH Nagy Imre heavy cruiser and it's escort, two destroyer batallions.
Duerer- Nyolcadik Kísérőhajó Zászlóalj: Heavy cruisers Teleki Pál and Tisza István and their escort, three destroyer battalions and their escort.
Hellian: Thessalonikos Heavy patrol Fleet: Battleships CDFS Tripoli and CDFS Larissa and their escort, a heavy cruiser batallion and its escort, a missille destroyer squadron
First Thessalonikos Sector defence Carrier Group: CDFS Thessalonikos and it's escort, two light cruiser batallions and their escor
Secret: Wouldn't be if I posted it here.
First of it's class the MHH Szent István and it's escort is crusing towards the Charpathian Nebulas to reinforce the Magyar bordr against an inevitable USSSR invasion. The journey is long and uneventful, and Rosszburger Ödön kapitány is on the werge of falling asleep in his command chair.
Then suddenly the main screen lights up with the image of a Balding man:
Admiral, it's my outmost plesure to inform you, that you are tresspassing in territory Under Corporate jurisdiction. And anyways, you are en route to give the Ruskies a bloody nose, and we wouldn't want that would we?
Don't misunderstand me, I don't have anything against you personally, you know, It's just Business.
Without warning an entire fleet appears on the conwoy's starboard, and alarm klaxons start blaring, as Ödön's face contorts into an unearthly grin: "Well, well looks like I wont be going mad after all." Whispers are mumbled amongst the bridge crew.
Signup here, we are using the EpikSpace ruleset. Each side has two players, and we have a secret one coming once every squadron has moved once.
Magyar: Második Csatahajó Zászlóalj: MHH Szent István and its escort, MHH Nagy Imre heavy cruiser and it's escort, two destroyer batallions.
Duerer- Nyolcadik Kísérőhajó Zászlóalj: Heavy cruisers Teleki Pál and Tisza István and their escort, three destroyer battalions and their escort.
Hellian: Thessalonikos Heavy patrol Fleet: Battleships CDFS Tripoli and CDFS Larissa and their escort, a heavy cruiser batallion and its escort, a missille destroyer squadron
First Thessalonikos Sector defence Carrier Group: CDFS Thessalonikos and it's escort, two light cruiser batallions and their escor
Secret: Wouldn't be if I posted it here.
