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Burning Skies Saloon
RearAdmiralZill:
-Then It Was Fixed Again-
Zill looked on as one lone battery managed to score hits on the now stationary Republic Fleet. He shook his head and laughed.
"I'll be damned if that isn't Yiski's gun. It'll give em something to think about."
Just then, Papa's transmission came through and he responded.
"If you look high enough you'll see me above City Center. Might as well park yourself about mid way between the Wall and the Center. I don't need your glorified cow of a boat blocking my view."
He didn't say anything about Jun'ko. In all honesty, he was glad she manged to coerce Papa into taking her. He looked through his spyglass again and noticed something odd. The formation they were in didn't appear right. Their large force of Junkers were positioned behind the main battle line, broadsided. Suddenly they started firing on the Republic Fleet. Zill couldn't believe his eyes. Once the fighting began, Crash called him up.
"Looks like some issues in the ranks if you ask me."
"No kidding. I won't stand idle with it though. Any battery with a firing solution is weapons free. All wall vessels will hold fire until my instruction."
"Aye. Time for the fireworks"
A few moments pass, and suddenly Anvala roared. Flak flew over the rolling plain and started making the mess of the already messy fight. Zill grinned and put down his spyglass. He called Matty.
"Anything yet?"
"We had some approaching Arashi vessels but they seemed to of stopped."
"The mercenaries are fighting the Republic out here. I think something went wrong on their end."
"Well I can't complain about that. They are in range, if you wish us to fire."
"Have the rear batteries have their go. The less raider abroad the better."
"Sounds good."
Zill listened closely, then heard the distant fire muttled by the main Wall's barrage.
Captain Lockheart:
*radios in on the anvala frequency*
"jesus yiski, good company, good ale and a good shot what on earth next?!, i counted 4 bodies fall from that shot and the second hit the top light gun dead on"
*raises one leg and rests it on the side of his ship, sighs... still on radio*
"its been a long night for us gents aboard the "Yeshan Dragon", we've been on shifts making sure they dont move any more. anyway we are still hidden and i bet i can take out at least 3 galleons, i spent my life savings to modify this ship to what it is..., these junkers dont look like they'll last too long..., just give me the order to attack and ill swoop in and get the 3 blighters at the front"
*Lockheart walks towards the former engine room that had been modified into a proper captains quarters and paces the width of them anxious to be called in to attack*
"Lockheart out.. for now"
BdrLineAzn:
--Starlight--
*Still floating idle at the Center Gate, BdrLine raises his Goldfish a little to see the action*
*Once he gets a good view he cuts off his engines and looks over the railing at the battle*
"Isn't this a sight to see"
*On the main deck, the other three are also watching the sky battle*
*John calls up to Bdr*
"Yeah, glad we are not on the receiving end of those flaks"
*Tommy*
"So any word on if we are going into that mess?
*BdrLine*
"Naw just heard form the radio for all ships to hold positions"
*Just then, they hears explosions from the east, all four turns away from the western battle to see what was happening.*
*Coming from the east are troop transports as well as assortment of ships. The explosions came from some of the ships hitting what looks like floating dots in the distance*
*The main body of the formation stop as they notices the mines and starts to destroy them from the air*
*BdrLine*
"Oh Flak" *He goes over and radios Zill's ship* "Zill you want to see this, out in the east, they brought in troop transports and are shooting something out of the air. By the looks of it they may get pass through."
--Saloon--
*As Jun'ko left with Paradox, Roland, Ny-Lee and Liu are in the basement hearing the muffled sounds of the flak cannons*
*As they sit around wondering what is happening, Ny-Lee turns to Roland*
"This almost reminds me of Lu Tower"
Papa Paradox:
Papa hears the city's defenses firing
"The city's cannon choir has decided to serenade us, ensign load up those flak cannons and shoot into the mass of enemy ships."
He extends his hand out to Jun'ko "Now, for the grand tour..."
He lead her about, they headed back through the crew's quarters "The ship was meant to accompany trade vessels, but due to it's fairly large size crew stayed on board during trips."
He lead her through the dining area, into the stairwell "Upstairs we got storage, ammunition, food, ect... Downstairs is what ya wanna see..."
"EeeeEeEEe can I?" She ran down the stairs
"Calm down, we got the entire bleedin' raid, lass..."
He followed her and when she came into view she was gawking at one of the cannons. The gunner didn't even notice her.
"What are these?"
"Maelstrom heavyflak, the typhoons successor... moderately bigger, increased range to around 4.1m if ya got the gods on your side..." He said moving to the center of the deck.
"BUT WE DON'T NEED THE GODS DO WE BOYS"
"NO SIR" They fired in unison, the sound of the updated flaks shook the ship and left Papa and Jun's ears ringing
"Hahaha never gets old..." All Jun could see was the movement of Papa's lips and a muffled bassy voice complementing it.
Whether or not the gunners hit or not was debatable, there was too much visual noise from the battle that was already happening to be able to tell.
Jun, still in shock and partially deaf was met by the tugging of Papa trying to guide her back upstairs.
Once they arrived back on deck they were both given spyglasses, they watched the fighting together while listening to the rhythmic firing of the flak beneath them.
Captain Lockheart:
*radios papa's ship*
"i recognise those shots anywhere, where did you get the maelstrom's, anyway all 4 shots hit, the first 2 hit the ship yiski hit, their front is severly deformed, the other 2 hit a junker on the back lines..., all in all those 4 shots, 6 dead"
* a voice can be heard faintly through the background of the radio "sir we have movement"*
"shit, hold on this frequency the front 3 are lining up their broadsides at the city walls"
*gets out the spyglass*
" ANVALA GARRISON, BRACE FOR IMPACT!"
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