{"id":83,"date":"2012-03-20T12:00:28","date_gmt":"2012-03-20T18:00:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.writingunderduress.com\/?p=83"},"modified":"2012-03-18T20:03:22","modified_gmt":"2012-03-19T02:03:22","slug":"the-new-jedi-order-siege-coda","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.writingunderduress.com\/?p=83","title":{"rendered":"The New Jedi Order: Siege – Coda"},"content":{"rendered":"

Nisia Eisweep had hoped she would get a chance to speak with the General before combat broke out again, but when she attempted to reach him, he had refused to answer his comlink. A message to the bridge of the\u00a0Cathleen<\/em>\u00a0had been just as fruitless; the starfighter coordinator, Kryi Rinnet, had informed her that the General was in a meeting with representatives from the New Republic and could not be disturbed.<\/p>\n

Frustrated, she was pacing the hangars near the battle-damaged New Republic X-wing and Y-wing when Lenn Kaman found her.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t even know why Jess asked me to come,\u201d she complained.<\/p>\n

The ex-Imperial pilot was slow in answering, as was his style; he always thought before he spoke. \u201cThe General must have had reasons.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNaval combat? I\u2019m no capital ship captain, and I\u2019m not a starfighter pilot.\u201d The Zabrak shook her head. Her dyed pink hair, pulled into a topknot, was just long enough to brush her shoulders. \u201cI\u2019m not even a military officer; never have been, never will be.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen he must want you here for reasons other than military,\u201d Lenn reasoned.<\/p>\n

Nisia snorted. \u201cWe haven\u2019t done\u00a0that<\/em>\u00a0since before he joined the Rebel Alliance.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lenn uncharacteristically blushed. \u201cThat wasn\u2019t what I intended.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Zabrak woman just shook her head again.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy do you call the General \u2018Jess\u2019 instead of Halyn, or Lance, or Sanshir?\u201d Lenn asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s always been Jess to me,\u201d Nisia answered. \u201cShort for Jessik.\u201d<\/p>\n

That brought Lenn up short. \u201cWait\u2026you\u2019re telling me the General was the pirate Jessik? The founder of the Zynt\u2019aia Pirates?\u201d<\/p>\n

Nisia\u2019s smile showed teeth. \u201cHe wasn\u2019t always a good and noble defender of democracy, the Republic, and the Zabrak,\u201d she answered. \u201cHe was a hell of a pirate lord. After he joined the Alliance, the Zynt\u2019aia just sort of fell apart. No one could manage it like he did.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lenn shook his head. \u201cEven after all these years,\u201d he murmured. \u201cThe General likes to keep his cards close to his chest, doesn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAlways has,\u201d Nisia agreed. \u201cJess never shows his hand until he\u2019s already won.\u201d<\/p>\n

Klaxons blared throughout the hangar. Nisia grimaced and covered her ears reflexively, then allowed them to fall away. \u201cAnother push?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n

Lenn already has his comlink to his ear, listening. He nodded. \u201cThe Yuuzhan Vong aren\u2019t going to give us much time to breathe,\u201d he replied, his voice raised to make himself heard.<\/p>\n

All around them, maintenance crews scrambled to disconnect fuel lines. Zabrak pilots sprinted to their starfighters. Here and there, droids finished reloading missiles and torpedoes, bolted down open hatches, or simply moved for cover. The shriek of repulsorlifts quickly raised in pitch to equal and then exceed the warning klaxons as pilots ran power to their engines. Hangar doors slid open, sending rumbling vibrations through the hangar decking that were felt more than heard.<\/p>\n

The pilot had to shout to make himself heard over the ever-increasing din. \u201cYou do any gunning before?\u201d<\/p>\n

Nisia nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cI need someone to run the weapons systems on my B-wing,\u201d Lenn shouted. \u201cC\u2019mon, let\u2019s move!\u201d<\/p>\n

Kryi Rinnet listened with half an ear to her comm as the deck controller reported successful launches. Her eyes were firm on the tactical display as she watched squadrons of starfighters launch from the\u00a0Cathleen<\/em>, and then from dozens of frigates around the fleet. More squadrons were already scrambling up from Iridonia proper, clawing for altitude and speed to join the defensive fleet.<\/p>\n

The sight of the Yuuzhan Vong fleet took her breath away. This time, they weren\u2019t holding back. A wedge of cruiser analogs led the way, aimed straight for the\u00a0Cathleen<\/em>\u00a0and the\u00a0Dauntless<\/em>. The Yuuzhan Vong grand cruiser was even now vectoring in on the Star Destroyer derelict. Its intent was clear: destroy the wreck of a vessel that had cost the Vong so many resources, and do it quickly.<\/p>\n

As she waited for General Lance to arrive, she concentrated on her proper role: coordinating the starfighter squadrons.<\/p>\n

\u201cTalon Wing,\u201d she breathed into her comm, \u201cgo ahead and break out in front of the fleet. The skips will be coming, and I need you to break up their momentum before they arrive. Claw and Fang Wings, vector thirty degrees; that should keep you in the sensor shadow of the\u00a0Cathleen<\/em>\u00a0until you\u2019re up to combat speed. When the Talons break up the skips, you\u2019re going to pounce at full throttle.\u201d<\/p>\n

She heard acknowledgements from the wing commanders, but her mind was already moving onto the next zone of the defense.\u00a0Never thought, all those years ago, that I\u2019d be standing here<\/em>, the veteran pilot thought.\u00a0Hell, back in those days, I didn\u2019t think I\u2019d live to see the end of the war.<\/em><\/p>\n

Blonde-haired with a face unadorned by tattoos, Kryi was acutely aware that non-Zabraks often found her attractive. She also had never really cared; her life had been about combat and warfare. Her early years had been filled with the adrenaline of starfighter combat, of going to guns with an enemy intent on killing, and proving she was better. It was only when she had survived, even the battle of Endor, that she had been forced to think ahead. She\u2019d accepted a post aboard Home One for a time, and the formation of a proper Zabrak government, including the formation of the Zabrak Defense Force, had found her leaving the service of the Alliance to protect her people.<\/p>\n

Part of her ached for a return to the cockpit.\u00a0I should be over that. I\u2019m not a kid anymore getting adrenaline highs.<\/em>\u00a0But her hearts told her she still belonged in combat.<\/p>\n

\u201cRazor Wing,\u201d she called abruptly, \u201cvector to two-eighty and stay in formation. Blade Wing is drawing a group of skips, and you should be able to fall into\u2026there you go,\u201d she amended as the wing of A-wing interceptors slid into kill position behind thirty-odd coralskippers. \u201cMove fast, though, you\u2019ve got another group of skips trying to get into cover position.\u201d<\/p>\n

Starfighters swirled and danced across the tactical display. \u201cMace Wing,\u201d she called now, \u201cyou\u2019re clear for a run on the leading Vong capital ship. Once you\u2019ve made your pass, vector past the battle to intercept that grand. Knucklers, run cover for them and keep the skips off.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNegative that last,\u201d the voice of Halyn Lance came from behind her as the General finally arrived on the bridge, trailed as was usual lately by the massive Wookiee Anishor. \u201cLeave the grand alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSir?\u201d Kryi asked in confusion.<\/p>\n

\u201cGrey and Skifter will intercept the grand,\u201d the Zabrak Ul’akhoi said calmly. \u201cConcentrate on the battle lines here. I\u2019ll let you know if I need anything moved out to pick on the big target.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Halyn studied the tactical displays with grim certainty. \u201cThey\u2019ve learned from their mistakes,\u201d he murmured to Anishor.<\/p>\n

The Wookiee berserker nodded his assent.<\/p>\n

On the tactical overview of the system, Halyn could see the Yuuzhan Vong warships clustered together. Not unlike the duo of the\u00a0Cathleen<\/em>\u00a0and the\u00a0Dauntless<\/em>, they were overlapping defenses and firepower to devastate individual Zabrak warships. Whereas previously the \u201chunter groups\u201d had been able to tease out individual Vong warships and hammer them with overwhelming firepower, now the yorik coral vessels maintained tight formations in spite of the slashing attacks by corvettes and frigates.<\/p>\n

Not good.<\/em>\u00a0He pondered a moment on why the Yuuzhan Vong formations looked so familiar, until abruptly it struck him.\u00a0They\u2019re using shielding trios. Just like we\u2019ve put our starfighter into trios to overlap defenses to keep the Vong\u2019s firepower off, and to combine firepower to overcome coralskipper defenses, they\u2019ve just taken it up to the next level.<\/em><\/p>\n

Of course, there\u2019s weaknesses to that, too.\u00a0Halyn looked away from the hologram to a touch-sensitive flat display, and then tapped one of the coral warships. \u201cTransmit this target to the\u00a0Dauntless<\/em>\u00a0and the\u00a0Cyclone<\/em>,\u201d he shouted above the din. \u201cCoordinate our fire with theirs to hammer this target. Then,\u201d he added, tapping another one of the coral vessels on the opposite side of the formation, \u201ctransmit this target to all free hunting parties.\u201d He glanced to the starfighter coordinator station. \u201cKryi, target the central vessel with a couple of starfighter wings when we have the other two tied up.\u201d<\/p>\n

He heard shouts of acknowledgement across the bridge.\u00a0Overlapping defenses makes them far more formidable; it\u2019s harder to break through and destroy the target. But for capital ships to do that, they sacrifice maneuverability and give us far fewer targets to concentrate on.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cDauntless<\/em>\u00a0and\u00a0Cyclone<\/em>\u00a0have acknowledged targets, sir. They\u2019re waiting on your order.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFire!\u201d<\/p>\n

Triak Kraal was nearly shaken from his command throne by the fire raking his warship. Off to his port, the blaze bugs showed the\u00a0Shared Sacrifice<\/em>\u00a0slowly being overwhelmed by fire from the largest of the enemy\u2019s warships. To starboard, the\u00a0Final Death<\/em>\u00a0was hammered over and over by groups of the enemy\u2019s smaller warships. Even in pairs and trios, the small infidel warships were not a real threat, but the enemy\u2019s commander continued to rotate the vessels in and out, and even with the overlapping defenses, theFinal Death<\/em>\u00a0was being taken to pieces.<\/p>\n

And now, the vessel he\u2019d chosen as his flagship for this push, the\u00a0Harla\u2019s Steed<\/em>, was being steadily assaulted by squadrons of infidel bombers. Every nearby detonation of proton torpedoes shook the vessel, and coral dust filled the air.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy warriors, continue the push!\u201d he shouted. \u201cThis battle is the redemption of Domain Kraal. When we have utterly destroyed these infidel defenders, no one will doubt we are true Yuuzhan Vong. We are not Shamed; we are the chosen people of the gods!\u201d<\/p>\n

Cries of agreement bounced from the coral walls. He glanced over his shoulder to his tactician. \u201cYour analysis.\u201d<\/p>\n

Ret Kraal stepped forward to study the blaze bugs. \u201cThe infidels are fully occupied with our attack,\u201d he said. \u201cAnd now the Kor Chokk closes the distance with the infidel trap, and will immolate it within moments.\u201d He nodded slowly. \u201cNow is the time.\u201d<\/p>\n

Triak stroked a villip to life. When the image of another Yuuzhan Vong appeared in the living communicator, it almost immediately spoke: \u201cBelek tiu,\u201d the other said.<\/p>\n

The Commander gave his order. \u201cDeploy the yorik-akaga,\u201d he said sharply. \u201cDo-ro\u2019ik vong pratte!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWoe to our enemies,\u201d the other said, and the villip dipped as the distant warrior bowed. \u201cAs you command!\u201d<\/p>\n

<Halyn,> Anishor said slowly, <I think we are missing something.><\/p>\n

The Zabrak general raised an eyebrow as he studied the tactical hologram. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

<Look.> The Wookiee pointed with a claw. <The Yuuzhan Vong are huddling together, overlapping their defenses to prevent their own destruction. Your hunting parties are slashing in and out as you expected, taking little damage but not able to penetrate their defenses. Only here,> he continued, pointing at a trio of ships at the front of the formation, <are your ships having any effect at all. My battle cruisers and starfighters are engaged heavily, but are seeing similar effect. ><\/p>\n

Halyn\u2019s eyes narrowed. \u201cWhich means they\u2019re stalling.\u201d<\/p>\n

Anishor nodded. <The Yuuzhan Vong do not fight in this way. They commit themselves fully to each battle, heedless of pain or death. It is how they have won many battles. Whereas we care about our losses, and attempt to preserve lives, they care only for destruction and fear not their own to accomplish their goals.><\/p>\n

\u201cSo what are they waiting for?\u201d Halyn asked, studying the tactical hologram as he looked for new clues.<\/p>\n

<The arrival of their grand cruiser, perhaps?> the Wookiee suggested as he pointed at the distant vessel. <Even now it moves to destroy your Star Destroyer, such as it is.><\/p>\n

\u201cSuch as it is,\u201d Halyn repeated in Basic. \u201cMaybe that\u2019s what they\u2019re waiting for, but why would they commit the rest of their fleet before it was ready to join the party?\u201d<\/p>\n

Anishor shook his head. <There must be something else. Their own trap, perhaps, with vessels coming from hyperspace as we have already done twice to them?><\/p>\n

\u201cThis close into the gravity well? I won\u2019t pretend I completely understand what their warships are capable of, but I\u2019ve yet to see them do something our own warships can\u2019t. No, I don\u2019t think they can jump in this close.\u201d<\/p>\n

<Could they be attempting to keep us pinned here, while they assault another world in Zabrak space to force you to split your defenses?><\/p>\n

Halyn started to answer, then paused to consider. \u201cNo,\u201d he said at last. \u201cThat\u2019s never been the Vong\u2019s style. They hate feints; when they commit to a fight, they\u2019re committed completely. If they had any sense at all they\u2019d have left to find a softer target already, but with this big a fleet here engaging us? They\u2019re committed to beating us at Iridonia.\u201d<\/p>\n

As they spoke, damage was creeping through the defenses on both sides of the battle lines. Smaller Yuuzhan Vong warships were starting to fall away from the tight formation as proton torpedoes and concussion missiles slipped through weakened and tired defenses, opening bloody craters in the sides of the living warships.<\/p>\n

Several Zabrak corvettes, caught unready, were shattered as flaming molten projectiles penetrated shields and melted through metal. One of the vessels exploded, sending its partners in uncontrolled tumbles away from the protection of the rest of the fleet.<\/p>\n

All around them, starfighters preyed on coralskippers and coralskippers preyed on starfighters. Explosions littered the battlefield, tiny punctuations for a fight that was growing bloody in spite of the defensive stance of both fleets.<\/p>\n

What are the Yuuzhan Vong waiting on?<\/em>\u00a0Halyn asked himself as he watched the tactical holograms.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Triak Kraal turned in anticipation as he watched the mighty Kor Chokk close to firing range on the infidel derelict that had caused the Yuuzhan Vong so much grief since their arrival. \u201cNow, you die,\u201d he murmured.<\/p>\n

Lenn Kaman coaxed every bit of acceleration he could out of the B-wing, cursing under his breath the entire time.\u00a0I should\u2019ve signed out an E-wing<\/em>. He glanced over his shoulder, past Nisia Eisweep strapped in behind him with her hands and concentration filled with the task of operating the B-wing\u2019s impressive arsenal of firepower. Behind him was a mixed group of fighters\u2014X-wings, E-wings, other B-wings, and several refitted Xg-1 Assault Gunboats.<\/p>\n

Ahead, not yet visible to the eye but clearly laid out on his sensors, swarms of coralskippers were busy destroying the few remaining droid fighters. He gritted his teeth. \u201cWe\u2019re not going to make it in time,\u201d he muttered. In a few moments, the Vong\u2019s grand cruiser would open fire on the Star Destroyer and reduce it to smaller bits of wreckage.<\/p>\n

Halyn tapped the controls for the tactical display. The immediate zone of combat, with both sides fighting defensively, vanished. The image of the derelict Star Destroyer and the closing Yuuzhan Vong grand cruiser, much larger now, occupied the entire tactical hologram.<\/p>\n

<It has been a good distraction,> Anishor noted. <Your use of it has definitely made the battle here easier.><\/p>\n

Halyn smiled faintly as he keyed his comlink for the line to his astromech, far below on Iridonia. \u201cI\u2019ve got one last trick to play,\u201d he said. Into the comlink, he quietly gave the order: \u201cExecute Bacta Salvo.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Yuuzhan Vong had fought against the New Republic for several years, from the early engagements near Helska all the way to Coruscant. The New Republic Defense Force had fought in what was considered a \u201chard\u201d style, measured in terms of control of star systems. Warships advanced or defended, inflicted damage upon each other, with the side taking the worst of it retreating. Starfighters typically engaged starfighters; capital ships engaged capital ships; tactics were not necessarily straightforward, but based around a common set of principles.<\/p>\n

Early engagements with the Yuuzhan Vong and subsequent analysis of the results had turned space combat into a game of bait-and-switch. New Republic forces had worked to trick dovin basals into expending their strength against decoy attacks, reserving the heavy firepower for when the defending creatures had exhausted themselves. In return, the Yuuzhan Vong were careful to reserve their strength for when it was needed, and often played the role of counter-puncher.<\/p>\n

In each engagement, from the Rim to the Core, combat was conducted around those basic principles. After the first year of combat, Argus and Halyn had analyzed every scrap of information they could glean from New Republic after action reports, from battle holos shot from starfighters, from interviewing any Zabrak pilot or officer who had fought in the battles.<\/p>\n

They had concluded, after several months of work, that the Yuuzhan Vong simply had never had to fight against a \u201csoft\u201d style\u2014the hit-and-fade, the weapons and tactics not revolving around establishing or maintaining control, or simply what wasn\u2019t useful in a fleet engagement.<\/p>\n

Argus had been a key leader for Iridonia\u2019s resistance, which had spent years inflicting damage on Imperial occupiers. Halyn had been a pirate and later an Alliance starfighter commander, neither of which were concerned with controlling star systems and engaging in straight-up fights, particularly against a superior force.<\/p>\n

In preparation for the invasion both were certain would come, Halyn and Argus had both looked back to battles fought before and after Endor for inspiration, and prepared unorthodox tactics accordingly.<\/p>\n

The Yuuzhan Vong grand cruiser, crewed by thousands of Yuuzhan Vong warriors, bore down on the last remnants of the Imperial occupation of Iridonia from decades before. Halyn found the irony of it more than a bit satisfying as he watched the automated systems\u2014the final trap he and Argus had laid within its hull\u2014execute itself perfectly.<\/p>\n

Heavy tractor beams came to life first, locking onto the grand cruiser. As Halyn expected, the massive vessel tried to pull itself away, but succeeded only in dragging the remains of the Star Destroyer along with it. When it became obvious that the tractor beams were strong enough to hold the two vessels together, actually bringing them closer like magnets, the Yuuzhan Vong opened fire on the derelict.<\/p>\n

Halyn smiled as the second stage of the trap executed.<\/p>\n

Lenn Kaman clung tightly to the controls, still trying to make it to the derelict in time to do anything about it. Coralskippers vectored towards his squadron, and he let out a breath in defeat. \u201cLock s-foils in attack position,\u201d he ordered. \u201cBreak by shield trios and engage the skips.\u201d We won\u2019t make it in time, he thought.<\/p>\n

And then brilliant blue and pink pinpricks of flame erupted from the Star Destroyer\u2019s hull.<\/p>\n

The Yuuzhan Vong crew never really had a chance. Dozens\u2014no, hundreds<\/em>\u2014of proton torpedoes and concussion missiles blasted away from the hull of the Star Destroyer. They flashed in all directions for the first half-second, and then began to curve around to aim squarely at the heart of the grand cruiser. Equipped with the same void-sensing systems that were now the norm among the native armed forces of the galaxy, the first forty or fifty torpedoes detonated at the edge of the Vong\u2019s defensive screen. The voids were rapidly overwhelmed by the energy, allowing the rest of the torpedoes to swarm through the gaps to detonate against the hull.<\/p>\n

And that was only the first salvo.<\/p>\n

As fire and blood flared from the wounded, living warship, another wave of torpedoes and missiles launched. This time void defenses could intercept only a fraction of the incoming attack, stunned by the fury of the first salvo and blinded by the fire and debris now filling space. More warheads detonated, leaving smoking and burning craters up and down the side of the grand cruiser.<\/p>\n

The vessel\u2019s commander understood, in some small way, how he\u2019d been trapped, and responded in the only way a Yuuzhan Vong warrior: \u201cKrel os\u2019a hmi va ta!\u201d<\/p>\n

One of the many battles Halyn and Argus had discussed when laying out the defense of Iridonia had been the engagement between renegade forces and the Imperial defenses of Thyferra under Ysanne Isard. Wedge Antilles and Rogue Squadron, then operating outside the normal umbrella of the New Republic, had known that removing Isard\u2019s capital ships, most notably the Super Star Destroyer Lusankya, had to be achieved to remove the former director of Imperial Intelligence from power. Lacking naval firepower, they had recruited and conscripted dozens of freighter crews, loading the vessels with proton torpedo and concussion missile launching assemblies, along with the warheads themselves. Using the targeting data from the X-wings, the freighters had proven capable of inflicting serious harm even on the mighty Super Star Destroyer.<\/p>\n

The Zabraks were in the opposite position. They lacked the naval firepower they would need to keep the Vong away, but the Zabraks were playing defense instead of offense. Halyn and Argus had spent a large portion of their budget equipping the warship with completely automated missile launching systems. While such a system would be extremely limiting in a normal engagement\u2014after firing its salvos, it would have no offensive capability for critical minutes or hours until the launchers could be reloaded\u2014it made the perfect trap.<\/p>\n

Halyn watched in satisfaction as the grand cruiser turned and accelerated towards the Star Destroyer. \u201cKryi,\u201d he called above the noise, \u201cbring back Skifter. Detail a wing to help them clean out those coralskippers, and then bring them back.\u201d He heard the acknowledgement and watched the grand cruiser detonate as the third salvo of proton torpedoes savaged its hull.<\/p>\n

And he allowed himself a satisfied smile as what remained of the grand cruiser crashed into the derelict Star Destroyer.\u00a0It served its purpose<\/em>, he told himself.\u00a0Now, I\u2019d bet, the Yuuzhan Vong will retreat to lick their wounds yet again.<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Triak Kraal stared in disbelief as the blaze bugs showed, in brutal detail, the death of the mighty Kor Chokk, the largest vessel that remained in Domain Kraal. He turned to look at his tactician, but found he, too, was staring at the blaze bugs, his attention fully focused there.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow\u2026?\u201d Triak rasped.<\/p>\n

Ret Kraal shook his head mutely.<\/p>\n

Triak tore himself away from the vision of disaster. \u201cThe yorik-akaga?\u201d he shouted.<\/p>\n

\u201cThey execute your plan now, Commander!\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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