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Thirteen
Chapter Eighty-Seven
Justice for the Fallen
The battle for Sagittaron City was brutal and taxing for both sides. The Cylons were throwing everything they had into the fight, calling in every Centurion they had on the planet to the city to hold off the rising tide of defeat facing them. The humans were now two miles inside the sprawling city and approaching the Cylon headquarters inside the Sagittaron parliament building from several different directions.
Entilzha Susan Ivanova thought nothing of using the PPG rifle she had, nor did she think twice about wearing the more traditional human uniform rather than that of the Rangers. There was a time for wearing the flowing robe, tunic, and trousers of the leader of the Anlashok, but this wasnt one of those times. For her, she felt more comfortable wearing the duty uniform she was used to from her youth.
General Nelena Cain had joined her now, along with part of the force that she has used to liberate Ascella. Their headquarters, for the moment, was a posh hotel in the center of what was a fashionable district of the city. They picked out a suite for their billet as well as their office.
Throughout her third night there, Cain was used to hearing the gun shots from the intense fire fights as the Centurions had taken to trying to ambush their positions during the night. Sensors as well as night vision equipment helped them beat back the enemy, but not without a price. Four died on this night and five more wounded, and it became clear that the Centurions had decided to try and wage a war of attrition on the allies.
To the two women in charge of the operation, the toll was taking a lot out of them, especially on Cain, but they drew strength from each other. They didnt speak of it to each other, but the two were working together as one in this operation, even to the point where they were finishing each others sentences without even noticing.
Three days later, the weather gave them a chance that they relished. A major blizzard was coming in, and the Cylons knew that they were in trouble. In a desperate move, they tried everything they could to weaken the allies, throwing themselves at them with attack after attack. They had gotten smarter, but they still had a tendency to be too aggressive, which worked right into what the allies wanted them to do.
Ivanova and Cain decided to use some probing attacks of their own to divert the enemy to their true intentions. It also helped keep them away from some critical transports coming in to help them deal with the coming blizzard. When it struck a day later, they were all wrapped up warm and tight in their winter combat gear, while the enemy had plenty of problems with the weather.
They began their assault during the height of the snowstorm, using thermal grenade launchers to destroy some Centurions and disorient others, which were taken out by the PPG bazookas used by the Earthforce Marines. The allies were making a hard push from different directions towards the central command building, with Ivanova and Cain carefully coordinating the assault as they maneuvered along with them. They stormed into nearby buildings, taking them over and then moving on to the next one, establishing positions to cover their advance and attack the enemy.
When they made it to within visual distance of the parliament building, they stopped and waited for night to fall, when the really hard part of the storm would strike. They were cold, tired, and worn down, but they were also feeling the momentum pushing them forward, as they began to feel that victory was closing in. The two commanders made sure not to get too far ahead with their plans, because even now the tide of battle could turn against them.
It didnt, however, as they launched their offensive on the parliament building in the middle of the night, as the snow blew around them furiously thanks to tropical storm force winds. PPG bazookas and grenade launchers blasted the entrances and opened the hole for the troops to run through, which they did as they flowed into the building like a river, rushing into the ground level and making their way inside.
The fighting was close range, which tended to favor the humans, as they used shape charges to blast open doors and disorient the Centurions, cutting them down before they had the chance to get back on their feet and attack the intruders. The Centurions did give the allies plenty of casualties, but it was clear that they were losing the fight.
No surrender came from the Cylons, and neither woman wanted one as they pressed the fight. Sometime during the afternoon of the next day, the last of the Centurions inside the building were wiped out. Ragtag elements made themselves known as they tried in vain to get inside the parliament building to repel the allies, but they were smashed before they even came close.
Sagittaron was freed at last, but the price had been high. Almost a hundred had been killed and close to two hundred had been wounded, but they had been successful. Cain broke down when she was informed that the last of the Cylon resistance had been beaten back, and Ivanova hugged her and let her cry on her shoulder, letting the tears soak her shoulder despite the chilly weather.
Occupation troops came in soon enough to hold the fort and allow Cain and Ivanova to proceed to the next objective, which would be Caprica. Along with Aerelon, it remained the only planets left that hadnt been liberated. Both were heavily fortified and both would be difficult to take, so they plan was to go after the big piece of the pie first, then go after Aerelon as the finishing touch.
Before they left, there was one last painful duty that Cain had to perform. In a beautiful meadow near the landing site, they had picked out a place to bury Shelly Barbara Sheba Cain. It was on a little knoll overlooking a river at the entrance to the valley. The Marines had found a slab of concrete and carved out a tombstone for Cains daughter, while others found a coffin in an abandoned mortuary for the body.
It was raining when they brought her body to the gravesite. Six Marines attired in their dress uniforms were the pallbearers and, after a short but emotional ceremony, they gently laid her into the ground. Before they started filling in the grave, Ivanova led Cain away from the resting place. As they walked back to their transport, the rain stopped and the sun broke just barely through the clouds. Cain looked up and said, Its fitting, isnt it?
What do you mean? Ivanova asked.
The sun came out to welcome Sheba to heaven! In a way, it brings me peace! Cain said, and Ivanova hugged her tight, walking with her to the transport.
As events were coming to a close on Sagittaron, a massive fleet was approaching Caprica. On board the Neroon was Starbuck, who commanded the fleet. David Sheridan served as her second and would command the ship when Starbuck landed with the invasion forces. Accompanying Starbuck was Garrison and Twanissa Hollifield, who would help her coordinate the fight all over the planet.
Meanwhile, the last planet, Aerelon, was being scoped out by another invasion fleet, led by Admiral Adama and his son Apollo, who commanded the Galactica. The Cylons that had escaped the other worlds had managed to land there and prepare for one last stand to keep the Colonial homeworlds.
The Cylons were on the ropes, and the allies were moving in for the knockout punch. What remained to be seen would be the price they would pay for landing it.
Chapter Eighty-Seven
Justice for the Fallen
The battle for Sagittaron City was brutal and taxing for both sides. The Cylons were throwing everything they had into the fight, calling in every Centurion they had on the planet to the city to hold off the rising tide of defeat facing them. The humans were now two miles inside the sprawling city and approaching the Cylon headquarters inside the Sagittaron parliament building from several different directions.
Entilzha Susan Ivanova thought nothing of using the PPG rifle she had, nor did she think twice about wearing the more traditional human uniform rather than that of the Rangers. There was a time for wearing the flowing robe, tunic, and trousers of the leader of the Anlashok, but this wasnt one of those times. For her, she felt more comfortable wearing the duty uniform she was used to from her youth.
General Nelena Cain had joined her now, along with part of the force that she has used to liberate Ascella. Their headquarters, for the moment, was a posh hotel in the center of what was a fashionable district of the city. They picked out a suite for their billet as well as their office.
Throughout her third night there, Cain was used to hearing the gun shots from the intense fire fights as the Centurions had taken to trying to ambush their positions during the night. Sensors as well as night vision equipment helped them beat back the enemy, but not without a price. Four died on this night and five more wounded, and it became clear that the Centurions had decided to try and wage a war of attrition on the allies.
To the two women in charge of the operation, the toll was taking a lot out of them, especially on Cain, but they drew strength from each other. They didnt speak of it to each other, but the two were working together as one in this operation, even to the point where they were finishing each others sentences without even noticing.
Three days later, the weather gave them a chance that they relished. A major blizzard was coming in, and the Cylons knew that they were in trouble. In a desperate move, they tried everything they could to weaken the allies, throwing themselves at them with attack after attack. They had gotten smarter, but they still had a tendency to be too aggressive, which worked right into what the allies wanted them to do.
Ivanova and Cain decided to use some probing attacks of their own to divert the enemy to their true intentions. It also helped keep them away from some critical transports coming in to help them deal with the coming blizzard. When it struck a day later, they were all wrapped up warm and tight in their winter combat gear, while the enemy had plenty of problems with the weather.
They began their assault during the height of the snowstorm, using thermal grenade launchers to destroy some Centurions and disorient others, which were taken out by the PPG bazookas used by the Earthforce Marines. The allies were making a hard push from different directions towards the central command building, with Ivanova and Cain carefully coordinating the assault as they maneuvered along with them. They stormed into nearby buildings, taking them over and then moving on to the next one, establishing positions to cover their advance and attack the enemy.
When they made it to within visual distance of the parliament building, they stopped and waited for night to fall, when the really hard part of the storm would strike. They were cold, tired, and worn down, but they were also feeling the momentum pushing them forward, as they began to feel that victory was closing in. The two commanders made sure not to get too far ahead with their plans, because even now the tide of battle could turn against them.
It didnt, however, as they launched their offensive on the parliament building in the middle of the night, as the snow blew around them furiously thanks to tropical storm force winds. PPG bazookas and grenade launchers blasted the entrances and opened the hole for the troops to run through, which they did as they flowed into the building like a river, rushing into the ground level and making their way inside.
The fighting was close range, which tended to favor the humans, as they used shape charges to blast open doors and disorient the Centurions, cutting them down before they had the chance to get back on their feet and attack the intruders. The Centurions did give the allies plenty of casualties, but it was clear that they were losing the fight.
No surrender came from the Cylons, and neither woman wanted one as they pressed the fight. Sometime during the afternoon of the next day, the last of the Centurions inside the building were wiped out. Ragtag elements made themselves known as they tried in vain to get inside the parliament building to repel the allies, but they were smashed before they even came close.
Sagittaron was freed at last, but the price had been high. Almost a hundred had been killed and close to two hundred had been wounded, but they had been successful. Cain broke down when she was informed that the last of the Cylon resistance had been beaten back, and Ivanova hugged her and let her cry on her shoulder, letting the tears soak her shoulder despite the chilly weather.
Occupation troops came in soon enough to hold the fort and allow Cain and Ivanova to proceed to the next objective, which would be Caprica. Along with Aerelon, it remained the only planets left that hadnt been liberated. Both were heavily fortified and both would be difficult to take, so they plan was to go after the big piece of the pie first, then go after Aerelon as the finishing touch.
Before they left, there was one last painful duty that Cain had to perform. In a beautiful meadow near the landing site, they had picked out a place to bury Shelly Barbara Sheba Cain. It was on a little knoll overlooking a river at the entrance to the valley. The Marines had found a slab of concrete and carved out a tombstone for Cains daughter, while others found a coffin in an abandoned mortuary for the body.
It was raining when they brought her body to the gravesite. Six Marines attired in their dress uniforms were the pallbearers and, after a short but emotional ceremony, they gently laid her into the ground. Before they started filling in the grave, Ivanova led Cain away from the resting place. As they walked back to their transport, the rain stopped and the sun broke just barely through the clouds. Cain looked up and said, Its fitting, isnt it?
What do you mean? Ivanova asked.
The sun came out to welcome Sheba to heaven! In a way, it brings me peace! Cain said, and Ivanova hugged her tight, walking with her to the transport.
As events were coming to a close on Sagittaron, a massive fleet was approaching Caprica. On board the Neroon was Starbuck, who commanded the fleet. David Sheridan served as her second and would command the ship when Starbuck landed with the invasion forces. Accompanying Starbuck was Garrison and Twanissa Hollifield, who would help her coordinate the fight all over the planet.
Meanwhile, the last planet, Aerelon, was being scoped out by another invasion fleet, led by Admiral Adama and his son Apollo, who commanded the Galactica. The Cylons that had escaped the other worlds had managed to land there and prepare for one last stand to keep the Colonial homeworlds.
The Cylons were on the ropes, and the allies were moving in for the knockout punch. What remained to be seen would be the price they would pay for landing it.
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