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War Operations Room, Arcturus Station, March 2nd 2157

The darkened room was currently bustling with activity, runners passing orders and reports from one end to the other at breakneck speed. The only light in the room coming from the terminals that the communication officers were using, and in the center of the room stood seven men, the Supreme Council of United Nations Military Forces. Five were from the United Nations Security Council; the United States, Russian Federation, United Kingdom, China, and France, and two from the general assembly Brazil, and South Africa.

As a runner approached the American representative, he turned to his compatriots and said "Gentlemen, we have just received word from the USS Harry S. Truman that Operation Vengeance will begin in T-minus ten minutes. As of now, this room is under lock down, no one enters or exits until the Operation ends."

At a solemn nod from the six others, the American heaved a heavy sigh and began to give a final look at the reports in front of him. The nervous air in the room was shared by all, even the Supreme Council, this would be the first organized operation taken by the human race, and none wanted it to fail. The plan was a simple one, to liberate the Chinese colony of Shanxi from the alien blockade, the force sent to recapture the colony was humanities first true space faring fleet. Two Spacecraft Carriers; the USS Harry S. Truman and the USS George Dewy, and four Cruisers; the USS Aquia Creek, USS Bull Run, USS Norfolk, and the USS White Plains, formed the core of the fleet with four extra cruisers being supplied by the United Kingdom, Japan, India, and Canada.

Suddenly a communication officer spoke out to the room "Sirs, the fleet is dropping out of Mass Relay travel, bringing up their sensor information on the center holoprojecter."

And with a spark of light the center of the room was illuminated, casting a light blue glow on the rest of the room as the ten ship fleet appeared on one end, and a seven ship fleet appeared on the other end with the planet of Shanxi in between them.

Without a second thought the American commander ordered "No time like the present, time to avenge our brothers and sisters we have lost to these damn beasts, begin Operation Vengeance."

Command Bridge, Turian Hierarchy Ship Indomitable Will, March 2nd 2157

Aulus Vegersin was enjoying a relaxing glass of alcohol, content to wait for the brass back on Palaven to determine exactly how to discipline these errant primitives, and send a supporting fleet to help supply the troops so they will be able to survive on their worlds. When suddenly he was jolted by the emergency klaxons ringing, rushing from his cabin to the bridge he hurriedly ordered a status report over the chaos of the room.

One of his subordinates turned and said "Sir, there seems to be a fleet of the primitives ships, ten in total. There are eight that appear to be support Cruisers and two Dreadnought sized ships."

Aulus grunted in annoyance, they hadn't expected the primitives to be able to field such a large fleet so soon after their main fleet had been destroyed in orbit around this very planet. Perhaps they had scrounged up everything they had for a last desperate push? No matter, even with two Dreadnoughts the Turian captain was sure the superior tactics they possessed would be able to outmatch the primitives firepower, perhaps this would earn him enough notoriety to be promoted to Rear Admiral.

He turned to the nearest communication officer and said "Have the fleet assume battle positions, the Indomitable Will will take the center and the Vanguard take our position at point. Put as much power as we can to the shields, and keep an eye on those Dreadnoughts, I want to know when they start to charge their main guns."

As the orders began to be passed out, Aulus took his seat on the captains chair, looking at the tactical display in front of him. He was surprised to see the enemy Dreadnoughts to have smaller craft splitting off, and a hole opening in the hull to let them out. Not wasting a moment Aulus barked out "Fire a disruptor torpedo volley at the enemy Dreadnoughts, aim for the hole they have opened. If they want to give us a clear shot then let's take it."

Not a moment later the volley was launched, moving toward their target which was much too large to be able to evade. However suddenly one of the Cruisers placed themselves in the way, their point defense system attempting to clear as many of the torpedoes as possible, to no avail. Seconds later the Cruiser was struck by more than half of the volley, the unstable mass effect fields tearing the hull apart, before the ship had internal explosions and was torn to pieces.

One of the officers called out "Direct hit to enemy Cruiser, enemy is destroyed." Aulus allowed his face plates to move into what appeared to be a grin, it was obvious that the primitives did not have the necessary point defense system to be able to hold off multiple volleys. Before he was able to give out the order to have the rest of the ships arm their own torpedoes, one of the officers called out "Sir, there seems to an anomaly. The enemy Dreadnoughts seem to be launching many more fighter craft than first estimated, accounting for their mass it seems very unlikely that the enemy Dreadnoughts wield a main gun comparable to our own."

Hearing this Aulus gave a snort of contempt and said "That explains it then, these primitives aren't even capable of building proper Dreadnoughts, they must be going for quantity over quality. We all know how well that went for the Krogan, let us educate these primitives exactly how that will turn out."

One of the officers anxiously called out "Sir, the enemy fighter craft appear to be moving out, two waves appear to moving on an intercept course for the Vanguard, two to the Fissure, and two to the Monsoon. Orders sir?"

Aulus gave the matter a second of thought before saying "Tell them to stay on course and divert power to their shields, it's unlikely the primitives have anything stronger than nuclear armaments, the kinetic barriers should be able to hold."

Suddenly screams were heard from the comm lines, and on the tactical display all three ships blinked out of existence, and one of the officers said with a deadened tone "Th-there gone...we've lost contact with the Vanguard, Fissure and Monsoon."

With a snarl of fury Aulus demanded "What! How is that possible! The kinetic shields should have held off the bombs, and even if they didn't, there's no way the nuclear bombs could have destroyed them so quickly!"

Another officer spoke up, and said "Sir, it appears that the primitives are using a primitive version of disruptor torpedoes, they were able to bypass the kinetic barrier and landed multiple direct hits. They didn't even have a chance..."

Growling in anger at both the primitives for surpassing his expectations and himself for not foreseeing this, he practically screeched "Tell all ships to fire their torpedo volleys at the primitive fleet, we will have blood for blood!"

With that, the torpedoes were shot from the ships, carrying with them the hatred of the Turians who lost their brothers and sisters. This time, instead of a Cruiser moving to intercept, fighters quickly shot from the main force, zooming toward the approaching missiles, before turning tail and heading back. Before any of the Turians could even think about what the primitives plan was, they lost their footing as the Turian fleet was jerked toward the space between them and the primitive fleet.

Getting his feet back underneath himself Aulus called out "What the hell was that?"

One of the officers called back with a shaky voice "Sir, it looks like the enemy fighters deployed their own disruptor torpedoes to counter our own. Creating a temporary singularity field, luckily it quickly collapsed. It appears the enemy fighters are refitting for a second run, orders sir?"

Aulus took a deep breath as he thought of his possibilities, even if they fired volleys of torpedoes constantly, the fighters would be able to wipe them out before they could destroy the apparent Carrier-Dreadnoughts. They couldn't even ensure a pyrrhic victory as the primitives would be able to send ground troops to the planet quicker than the Turians would be able to restore the blockade.

They could attempt to evacuate their occupation forces and retreat, however the process would take too long, and the fleet would be destroyed before they could evacuate everyone. They could attempt to take only the essential personnel, however that would lead to lowered morale among the crew. And, there was nothing stopping the primitives from following them through the Mass Relays, leading them straight to Turian space and their newly created colony of Invictus.

Coming to a decision he used his omnitool to transmit his voice to the four remaining ships and said "Men, I understand your righteous anger against these primitive beasts, and the burning desire to see them punished for what they have done to our brothers and sisters. However, it appears we will not be able to have our revenge this day, by the next wave of enemy fighters, our fleet will likely be destroyed. I understand many of you may wish to retreat, to fight and have revenge another day, but I must deny you that wish. We can not, we will not allow these primitives to follow us back to our colonies so that they may wreak havoc there. Now then, we will not allow then to take us without a fight, and we will ensure that they do not come out of this with superficial wounds. Now let us fight, not to gain victory, but to save our families back home! It has been an honor to serve with you all. Captain Aulus, out."

With that, the Turians, with solemn but determined looks on their faces, began their final attack against the primitives, certain that it was going to fail but not in vain. In the end the Liberation of Shanxi as it would later be called ended with two of the Turian Cruisers being destroyed by the subsequent fighter attacks. The other two, including the Indomitable Will, were destroyed when they went on a suicide run attempting to destroy the Human Carriers, but only destroying the USS Norfolk and the HMS Kent Cruisers. However, what went unnoticed by those at the battle, but not by outside observers, was the single escape ship that quickly left the battle once the Indomitable Will was destroyed.

War Room, New Beijing Space Station, March 9th 2157

Akim Golovin stood in the center of the room, looking at all the bustling that was going on in the dark room. He turned to his partner in this operation and said "I hope you know what you are doing Mr. Lin, the Russian Federation has lost a good bit of prestige for not participating in the liberation. Added onto the fact that we had to lie to the central committee about our fleet size and production, we are putting quite a lot on the line."

The jovial man next to him, who looked as if he belonged anywhere other than a war room said in a laughing and mirth filled tone "Oh I assure you Mr. Golovin, whatever prestige the Federation may have lost because of not participating will be returned to you tenfold in this operation. After all, many nations will be able to say they had a chance to liberate Shanxi, but only we will have the honor striking right at the heart of these beasts. It's very lucky that one of the fools were able to run with their tails between their legs, otherwise we would have to guess where the Relay that leads to their forward base is."

Suddenly a runner ran up to Lin and handed him a piece of paper before rushing back out. Lin took a glance at the paper before saying in the same jovial tone "That was a message from the honorable Chairman, Operation Yǐ yǎn hái yǎn is a go! All officers to your posts."

On the holodeck in front of them a planet came into view with a three Cruisers on an intercept course, surrounded by asteroids. As everything was finished up Lin spoke over the clamor and said "The primary objective of this mission is the capture of the main city on the colony, with the secondary objective being preventing the colony being used as a forward base against humanity. Drop ships will be sent in with the meteor shower that we have created, and the Cruisers will end their stealth systems and begin their orbital bombardment as soon as we have received word that the drop ships have landed."

Turning to Akim he gestured for him to say his part, and with a sigh the Russian officer complied and said "We have recently acquired a piece of military hardware that will allow us to cut off their communications for a maximum of thirty seconds, we will use this to allow the ground troops to infiltrate the main settlement and the Cruisers to begin their bombardment. Primary targets for bombardment are the barracks, communication arrays and the administrative center of the colony, secondary targets will only be attacked if there is still time left before their communication comes back up. Secondary targets are the settlements air-defense system, the roads leading out of town, and the spaceport. Good luck all, Operation begins in T-minus fifteen minutes."

As the staff bustled about in last minute preparations Akim and Lin turned to a figure that stood against the wall, out of the way of the goings on of the rest of the room. Akim said in a tone that was equal suspicious and threatening " I hope that program your specialists have come up with does it's job Mr. Sabuki, or else you and the rest of your group might just suffer a very fatal...accident."

The bookish looking man stepped forward and bowed his head before saying "Of course, my section knows the consequences of our failure. And, of course if it does work as intended, which I am sure it will, then this will just be the first of many joint operations between the People's Republic of China, the Russian Federation, and my own Japan. Now then, I do believe there are more preparations to be done."

With that the three men continued their tasks, ready to begin a new milestone in Human history, the invasion of a alien world.

Russian Federation Drop ship, Lieutenant Sergey Ashik

Sergey attempted to calm his beating heart as the final weapons check was called, he had been honored to be a part of bringing the fight to the aliens, especially after hearing of what they had done on Shanxi. While Sergey was a soldier, and knew that sometimes civilian casualties were unavoidable, that did not give anyone the right to order mass bombings of civilian sectors just for single squads of militia. Just thinking about the reports that he had read before embarking on the mission caused his hands to curl into fists, ready not only to get revenge on the bastards, but to show them the proper honor a soldier should have.

Sergey was pulled from his musings by an alarm blaring, indicating they were passing through the atmosphere, he hooked up to the general-com immediately hearing of the Cruisers preparing to fire, gaining firing solutions as the prepared program was set up to shut down the enemy communications. As soon as the transports broke through the planets upper atmosphere the Cruisers began their barrage, blasting installations the aliens could use to repulse their attack.

As the transport landed the last Sergey heard from the Cruisers was the lead ship, the Moskva, calling out "All units, this is the Moskva, all primary targets have been destroyed, along with the secondary objectives of the air defense system, and the spaceport. The fleet will stay in orbit and can give close air support, but be wary of enemy reinforcements coming in through the roads. Moskva out."

Nodding instead of speaking up, Sergey rounded up his troops and began their assualt on the city, his squad was tasked with ensuring the administrative center, and the barracks then to set up a main base in the center of the colony. As his troops entered the city, Sergey used what little explosives he had to destroy the main road on this end of the colony, slowing down reinforcements that were sure to be on their way from the fringes of the colony.

Moving down the streets Sergey kept the locals in line by continually firing his pistol as he walked, noticing the hard glares those who looked out on them gave. After covering a few blocks, his squad was suddenly fired upon and forced to take cover in what alleys they could find, two of them not moving fast enough and their armor was shredded by the technologically superior alien weapons. The concentrated fire that the aliens had made Sergey believe this was a patrol squad that was missed by the Cruiser bombardment of the barracks, needless to say, they were being heavily pinned down. In this situation they were in a catch-22, either they stay and try and fight off the alien squad, likely to result in heavily casualties, or escape through the alleys that they were in, which could lead them to being lost and unable to meet up in the enemy areas, and being hunted by an enemy that knew the city like the backs of their hands.

However, before Sergey could make a decision, the alien squad was pinned down by flanking fire, and between the two fields of fire, the aliens were dispatched. After ensuring there were no aliens still alive, Sergey moved forward to meet his savior, and was surprised to see one of the Chinese squads in front of him. Giving the person he assumed was the commanding officer a respectful salute he called out over open comms "Thank you for the assist, damn aliens got the jump on us."

The CO just silently waved off the thanks, and reached down, picking up one of the fallen aliens rifles and tossed it to him. Giving them a quick thanks as he examined the gun. After a few more moments they both went their separate ways. And a few more uneventful blocks led them to the rubble of the administrative building. Searching through the remains of the building, Sergey was suddenly called over by one of his men, seemingly scared senseless by whatever he saw.

Walking over to a partially destroyed house, Sergey was led inside by a wide eyed Corporal, and after seeing what was inside, all the Lieutenant could say "Well shit on a stick..." He immediately opened a channel to the Moskva and said "Command this is Volga-actual, while searching the admin building, we found..." As the Russian finished his sentence his eyes couldn't help but turn back to the blue skinned woman with two equally blue children looking at them with wide, fearful eyes. He finished the communication with "We found something you will not believe."