Post by Time on Aug 10, 2024 23:25:22 GMT
The moment Mahonia ordered for hell to be unleashed the room went from quiet static to feverish orders that rapidly told the ships to slow down and bait any ambush. Within moments a single order was given, "LOAD HELLFIRE SHELLS INTO AUXILLARY CANNONS!" her lieutenant shouted, the command, as the choreboy quickly gave a salute, "YES MA'AM, COMMANDORE!", the young man stated, as he quickly got back to work clumsily grabbing his equipment before quickly heading to wherever he had originally planned to go before hand. Likely the boy would get chastised by the marines that had been waiting for him, but that was par for the course, he had technically been in an area that he wasn't suppose to step into. Still, his insight had been vital, as soon enough Mahonia would hear the heavy booms of artillery fire as a moment of silence came..... then, the radios lit up, ships reporting pirate vessels that had been blown away and further caught on fire as Hellfire shells not only made their marks, but rearranged the topography of the map.
Snails were shouting with news of multiple confirmed hits, as well as the number of vessels, that only confirmed the former suspicions. Information on their war games had been leaked. It wasn't known exactly how, but Mahonia would have plenty of time to figure it out once everything was said and done. Soon enough ship pieces were quickly updated, more ships being placed, removed, and shifted, along with multiple other blasts from auxiliary cannons that cleared the local topography to the point where the local map of the area would have to be changed.... Maybe they would rename the former groups of rocks into a reef? The capital dreadnaught moved forward, and with their counter-attack against the ambush having gone successfully, there was only one thing left to do.
The Lieutenant would grab the receiver of the massive snail used for the ship wide announcement system, "All Crew! Prepare to board the enemy dreadnaught! Orders are to capture the enemy dreadnaught, leave no resistance alive!"
Hanging the snail up, the Lieutenant smiled, as he looked to his leader, "Would you like to partake in the final capture ma'am?"
Snails were shouting with news of multiple confirmed hits, as well as the number of vessels, that only confirmed the former suspicions. Information on their war games had been leaked. It wasn't known exactly how, but Mahonia would have plenty of time to figure it out once everything was said and done. Soon enough ship pieces were quickly updated, more ships being placed, removed, and shifted, along with multiple other blasts from auxiliary cannons that cleared the local topography to the point where the local map of the area would have to be changed.... Maybe they would rename the former groups of rocks into a reef? The capital dreadnaught moved forward, and with their counter-attack against the ambush having gone successfully, there was only one thing left to do.
The Lieutenant would grab the receiver of the massive snail used for the ship wide announcement system, "All Crew! Prepare to board the enemy dreadnaught! Orders are to capture the enemy dreadnaught, leave no resistance alive!"
Hanging the snail up, the Lieutenant smiled, as he looked to his leader, "Would you like to partake in the final capture ma'am?"
