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Chapter 78 - Self Configuring Modular Robot[]
Convoy 11 was being escorted by...
a pair of Warships, and had a number of assault dropships mixed in. This leg was in secured space-space secured by order of the ilKhan, and the duty was deadly dull on this leg of the eighteen month trip the convoy was slated to conduct.
The Warship sized Carrack class transport ships that made up the core of the convoy could be termed warships in their own right. The odds that the bandits that once claimed these systems would have anything to match them, was laughable, and the view held among the warriors commanding the escort force, was that their duty was pointless.
Of course, saying so was a quick way to find out how fast one can be relegated to Solahma Infantry or worse.
The thermal blooms and emergence waves were faint enough to look like nothing so much as ripples in nature, and were therefore unremarked by officers whom had never actually had to put into practice the simulations they endured annually to get their positions and keep them in the mostly unused branch of the Touman.
Fighters still flew patrol, but it was routine, and enduring month after month of this routine left the warriors bored and inattentive.
It's a perfect mix, as ships with black Jump Sails drifted to position, reefed sail, and opened hatches on missile tubes.
The Jade Falcons and Steel Vipers were about to learn that those convoy drills have a purpose...but only after.
Lyran Wolfpacks were about to demonstrate why supply convoys need alert, ready escorting forces...