-=44:3:30 War room on the Windstorm=-

Sitting in this modest room that would have one been described as a large dining room, Some of the most important people in the PBF are sitting around this table with Maps and datapads everywhere. General Joshua Hawkins, leader of the PBF is standing at the end of the table and leaning over to get a better look at a map with ship placements. While FA Michal "MacMan" McEwen is looking over a datapad and plotting the next moves. Other people at this table are Brigadier General Max Cal, PBF's SO, and the holographic image of Brigadier General David Vaughan, Republic Shield's Logistics officer. The four of them are working out details of the strengths and weaknesses of the enemy fleet. Finally Josh smiles and looks up, "Did you get the information from the computer core of the Corvette we, erm, aquired?"

David looks up from his own datapad, scarcely aware he was still in communication with the PBF forces, nods absently and finally looks up, "Hmm? ooh yes, we have the information you sent, and are looking over it now. Chances are the codes have all been changed by now, but we're using what we found to decode older messages. Hopefully something will make sense. What are your plans for the Corvette?"

"Well if it's ok, we'd like to keep her for a while here, but I figure we can always ship her to the GDF if it's really needed. Though I would like to keep her here for a bit to go through and get her core completely unloaded to you guys. Plus I want the right to rename her."

"Well shipping her off to the GDF would be a great help, we're down to four ships, and one of them is Clone Wars era. I'm sure the Fleet Commander will thank you."

"Well we're going to go on a rampage soon, and I figure a smaller ship like a vette is great to have against fighters, she'll just be in the way for the larger battles we're going to be in. I've plotted out all the strategic locations thanks to your help." Josh looks down to see a flashing light on the panel in front of him he sighs and presses the button next to it to answer the call. "Yes?"

"Sir, incoming message from the Fleet Commander." the voice from the other end says.

"I thought he was with you, David? No matter, put him through." With that, the image of Fleet Commander Dave Trebonious-Astoris appears on the table projector next to Vaughan. Josh salutes, "Yes Sir, what I can do for you? We're planning our reprisal attack now. "

"Excellent news, Once you clear out the cluster, I can use your help here at Greeop."

"That's fine, as soon as these bastards are gone from the cluster I'll take the PBF home so we can join up with the SSF and really kick some tail in."

"Before your reprisal operations proceed, I have a mission for you. The New Republic has decided to send us some supplies and aide. Unfortunately that means the most direct route to Greeop is through the Minos Cluster. I need you to make sure this convoy arrives to us safely."

Josh just stares at the Fleet Commander for a moment before looking down at his maps and information torn between revenge and the practicality of protecting this convoy. "I understand Sir, the convoy will be protected with the best of our abilities."

"I know you will do the best job you possibly can, I thank you Josh." the Fleet Commander salutes and the image vanishes leaving Josh and the others to their thoughts. "You didn't tell Dave about the corvette?" Max asks.

"Nothing to report yet. We're still getting crews in there to decode the systems and get the information to Logistics. I figure if we can work it, we'll get a skeleton crew on there and have it escort the convoy back home." Josh looks up from his notes, "David, do me a favor, keep this under your hat, let Dave be surprised, please."

"Understood Josh, I have projects to get back to, you need me anymore?"

"No, thank you David." Josh salutes and the image of a saluting logistics officer fades out to leave just the three leaders of the PBF in a room with their thoughts of revenge and reprisals. Their thoughts interrupted by a beeping datapad containing the information about the convoy. "Well, it looks like our new mission details have come to us. Lets get this over with."

-=44:3:35 Main bridge of the Windstorm =-

A communication officer nods and presses a button on a panel, "Sir the convoy is approaching, they have dropped out of hyperspace to make the next jump to Greeop. They convoy leader says the hyperdrive on one of the vessels is acting up, so they'll be traveling at sublight speed for a while until the crews can get it working. They estimate at most 20 minutes."

"Understood, launch the fighters for escort duty. Let them know we'll be here if they need us. For now let's just stay out of their flight path and position us to cover their retreat." Josh leans over a computer panel of his own to watch what's going on.

"Sir enemy fleet entering area! " the sensor officer calls out.

"Here they are folks, Get the Angelfire in there to distract them and launch the support fighters. Get me the fighters please." Josh waits for the communications officer to nod and look back at Josh to tell him he's through, "Xwings, protect that convoy and engage any fighters that slip through the Angelfire's defense. Angelfire, hold them off for as long as you can, we'll send support to help you. Josh Out." Josh nods to the communications officer and watches the coming battle from the viewport. Hoping this will not end badly.