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A repair and refit portion of the Drive Yards is the target. The current ships there are sitting ducks. Take any forces that you have been awarded. There will likely be small craft patrols and even fleet reinforcements nearby that may choose to respond quickly so this strike has to be done quickly and efficiently.
Both of Koil's hands were grasping the railing in front of him. He stared out of the capital ship's viewport. The dark visor of his beviinir armor reflecting the light that in turn had been reflected off the surface of the planet. Kuat sat before him and around its equator was a a large ring that ran all the way around the celestial body. It was a marvel of civilization, and today those under his command and he himself would be wrecking havoc on it. They had not exited hyperspace within range of the ring. He wanted to make sure that the Imperials saw them coming. They would be upon the facilities soon enough anyways. Perhaps it would even distract from other areas of the planet.
His ship, Solus'Beviin, a Shakalir class cruiser, was one of the first of its kind to be commissioned from Contruum's shipyards. Along side it were two Kranak class frigates. Further in front of the three larger ship-of-the-line vessels were three canopy class corvettes. By the War Councilor's orders each of the shuttles on every ship had been replaced with vxn series dropships.
Not only was this the first engagement for the Shakalir class heavy cruiser but also for the shiv chekar class starfighters that were the main compliment of each capital ship. Half of the Kranak frigates' starfighter compliments were muunbajir class starbombers. This strike force was specifically designed for this sort of operation. Koil and other members of Mandalorian leadership had been designing these vessels for months and now it was time to show just what they were capable of.
Koil was feeling good about this. He felt the odds were in the Mandalorians' favor. His flotilla was not enough to stand up against a sizable Imperial Fleet but that was why his target was the sitting ducks in the main repair yard. Fast responders would result in the reinforcements likely arriving. But even if they did not take Kuat today, following weeks and months would make this no longer a place for the Imperial Fleet to conduct refit and maintenance. Their supplies would be diverted and movements forced to alter. That was the worst case scenario. The Silent Badger was completely intent on taking Kuat today so long as the Hod Ha'ran did not play any tricks on them.
"Keep those scanners active. I want to know the moment we see possible enemy contacts. Go easy on the engines. We'll get there soon enough. Commence small craft launch when we are three kilometers out." He received confirmations from his subordinates. Ask the Echani where he would be ten years ago and he would definitely not have said standing on the bridge of a fleet under his command. The crew were well trained and responsive. The moment enemy craft, so much as a light freighter entered outer Kuat space, he would know about it.
So much for shunning responsibility. It seemed that the more he pushed it away the more he got it. This was what the Mandalorian people needed. This was what the Mand'alor needed. It was what the Sith Empire deserved. His only regret was not bringing more. Ideally after all of this he would get to join his brother's in storming the rest of the ring and plummet to the surface on his basilisk's back. Perhaps there would be some resistance and he would even get to engage in some dogfights on his Klaw. That was a more personal desire though.