[Galaxy] 2161, October 6 - Joint Duty Log - Capt. Finney, Lt. Hunt, Lt. Jonas (Backpost)

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~~Meridian Bridge~~

Rog sat tensely in the captain's  chair as they exited the nebula.
Before them was a vast array of Rommie  ships. Just as Andre had
reported, it was a mix of BOPS and smaller craft. By  smaller, Rog
meant smaller than a BOP, but bigger than the Meridian.  Stupid
Vulcans, if they'd only give Starfleet some of their technology,  maybe
they'd stand a better chance.

Rog said, "Jonas, Andre report.  How close are we to the Rommies and is
our hull polarization holding  up?"

"At current speed we should intercept those bastards in two  minutes,"
Hunt reported.

Jonas glanced at the screen. The first attack  wave had dealt
significant damage to the Romulans, but Starfleet wasn't  dealing with
a group of ragtag mercenaries either. They were regrouping, and  fast.
Several Romulan ships had fired back. So far the Meridian hadn't  been
hit-then again, there were plenty of targets to choose from. It  was
only a matter of time. "Minor damage, sir. Nothing we can't scrape  off
later."

Rog smiled at his AO's comment. He replied, "Pick a target  Mr. Jonas
and let them taste Meridian's torpedoes. I want to see  Rommies
destroyed as soon as possible."

"Aye sir." Jonas released  another volley, then frowned as his scanners
picked up a Romulan vessel  headed right towards them on an intercept
course. It didn't show any signs of  slowing either, as though it was
on a death run. "Captain-to our  starboard!"

Rog spotted the Rommie. It was one of the smaller vessels. It  may have
been fatally damaged and that was the reason for the kamikaze  tactics.
Whatever the cause, the Meridian had to get out of the way. He  said,
"Andre, evasive maneuver Alpha Gamma 12."

Without hesitation,  Andre made a hard left which completely turn the
Meridian to its side. The  ship shook slightly at the Romulan vessel
just missed them by a few meters.  Getting the ship back in control
the Lieutenant was now facing the direction  of their next potential
Romulan victim. "Looks like a pretty tempting  target."

Rog smiled and replied, "Good job Andre. Jonas, there's a BOP  ahead of
us. Eliminate it."

"Aye Captain," Trevor said, releasing a  volley of torpedos. Much to his 
satisfication, the Bird of Prey exploded with a  bright yellow glow. 

As the BOP went careening out of control, Rog looked  around for
Challenger. Tapping the comm button, he said, "Damage reports.  Andre,
bring us close to the Challenger. I have a bad feeling that  those
Rommies aren't done with us yet. Jonas, how are we doing  on
torpedoes?"

Braga looked up from his station, and grimaced as the  information
flooded in. "Minimum hit on our starboard bow armour, Captain.  Three
injuries, pretty light stuff."

Lieutenant Hunt brought the  ship back around enroute back to the 
Challenger that seemed to have their hands  full.  They knew from the start that this 
would be no easy task.   But the Rommies seemed to be swarming all around.  
A few of the  Coalition ships had begun to fall back already.

Rog said, "Well  Andre, it looks like the Rommies have decided to bring 
every ship in their fleet  here. Heh so many ships so few torpedoes. Thank you 
for the damage report Mr.  Braga. Keep me informed of any changes."
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Rog looked over at Jonas and said, "I say again Mr. Jonas,  how are we on 
torpedoes? Do we have enough to beat back the  Rommies?"












Jonas looked at the  screen in concern. "So far, Captain, we have enough to 
beat them back. But  considering how many there are, sir..." He didn't 
finish the thought.  

Rog nodded and said, "Well, that'll have to do won't  it."

 
A Joint Duty Log by
 
Capt. Roger Finney
CO
FCL-06 Meridian
&
 Lt. Andre Hunt
CHO
FCL-06 Meridian

&

Lt.  Trevor Jonas
Armory Office
FCL-06 Meridian











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