[POV]
Tomorrow afternoon 3 pm.
As I sat before the PC watching at the Progress Bar in the Port reaching it´s complementation
[Ding: Progress 98%...99%]
[Ding: Progress 100%]
[Minerva: Master the construction of the modified Resurgent-class Star Destroyer is completed]
"Ha-ha It´s finally completed" I cried out loud amazed by the sheer sight in front of me.
The port factory's reinforced blast doors groaned open, revealing the heart of the shipyard: a chasm of steel and starlight. Suspended in the void, slowly driving forward was the vessel. It's sharp reflection in the morning sunlight gave it a monstrous feeling.
It was enormous. A warship, yes—but more than that. A symbol of my achievements.
Soon It was opposite from me and as it stopped a large ramp extended from the spacecraft to the ground.
"All right let´s board the ship" I said to the crew behind me still marvelling at the sight of my flag ship.
"Affirmative General" said my Chief- and Overall-Commander of the fleet Vincent.
As I boarded the ship Vincent and the other four Droid Commanders followed as well as 20000 BX Droid Commandos, 100 Q-series droidekas and 50 IG-100 Magna Guard and hundreds of specialized robots for maintenance and repair of the ship.
"Minerva what´s the armament and complement of the flagship?"
[Minerva: Master the Resurgent-class Star Destroyer has over 1500 turbolasers including heavy turbolaser batteries. Also equipped with a point-defence quad concussion missile emplacements, tractor beam projectors and protected by advanced deflector shielding]
[Minerva: Master as for the complement it has one starfighter wing of 120 TIE space superiority fighters, one starfighter wing of 120 Droid starfighters, 100 AAL-1971 Troop Transporters, and numerous ground vehicles.]
"Ha-ha Great let´s drive this baby into space for a test flight after inspection" I said while looking around the huge interior of the ship.
[Minerva: Understood Master]
Not far into the spacecraft, were the main hangars of the vessel.
I looked up and saw the Droid starfighters hanging there in neat rows.
As I saw them, I knew I made the right decision replacing one starfighter wing with them.
Why you ask? Because in the worst case they can simply act as suicide planes inflicting heavy casualties to our enemies.
Which I had to painfully learn during those three years of playing the game.
Heck…during wars and battles some crazy players loaded fast and nimble spacecrafts full with explosives and suicidally driven them right into our formations costing us a lot.
It was also debated if this tactic shouldn't be allowed in the community because of what happened in the past, you might know what I mean by planes and towers. But that discussion turned eventually into a stalemate and was forgotten.
The Resurgent-class Star Destroyer was in my eyes massive so that it took quite a while to inspect all the major facilities in the ship to make sure everythingis functioning. I could have asked Minerva to check it, but like the phrase seeing is believing. And so on we went.
As we passed into the reactor room for inspection, I suddenly had a painful flashback.
I can remember as it was yesterday, when I had to buy those Ion Engines for the ship at a sky-high price from the Americans.
Tsk… whenever it is oil or other energies the Americans, will always have the upper hand and demand more money I thought while I clicked my tongue inwardly. Thinking about how it always is when new energies are discovered the claim a monopoly in the name of freedom.
After quit a while all 6 of us entered the main bridge of the flagship.
The main bridge of the Resurgent-class warship stretched like a dark, narrow corridor toward a towering viewport. Below the raised command walkway, command droids worked at glowing consoles in sunken crew pits, while the air thrummed with quiet power and the presence of command hung heavy over every inch of steel.
After savoring the view from the bridge for some time. Eventually Minerva informed me that all the personnel has boarded meaning that we can finally start our test flight into outer space.
"Droid Commanders to your battle stations and Minerva bring the ship into outer space" I commanded while I sit down on my own implemented command chair on the main bridge. After all, standing all the time will make me sick.
[Minerva: Yes Master!]
All five Droid Commanders saluted me and after I retrurned the salute at them, they moved to their positions.
After a minute the 2,915 meter long, 1483 meter wide and 496 meters high colossal structure rises slowly in the sky.
Ten minutes later the spacecraft reached the stratosphere.
A short while later we got into outer space.
"Beautiful" I thought marvelling at the sight of the countless stars.
As I saw the 360° scenery through my monitor thanks to incorporated sensors around the vessel, I laid back on my chair sipped from my coffee in my hands and light a cigarette proud of all the hard work I had done.
"SZSSzszsszSzszzszs"
Suddenly I heard a strange noise in my house.
"Hmm it also smells strange" I thought and then it clicked in my head.
A cold shower ran down my spine as I had a very accurate premotion that something is highly wrong here.
I realised what was wrong a "szzssz" sound and strange smell, definitely a gas leakage. And gas and fire are a very bad combination.
"sssshhhh*****tt" …
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
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[Third Person View]
Sirens could be heard in a small Town in the countryside.
"Hello my Name is Rachel Wolfinger and we are currently here before a small house which was caught up in a gas leakage explosion according to the firefighters and police at scene"
"The police is currently securing the permitter it is confirmed that there was one victim found dead, your local news Journalist Rachel"
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[POV]
„Brrrrr.... Why is it soo cold in Hell didn´t they pay the gas bill?" I said out loud as I could feel that my fingers would fall off soon.
"??!"
"Wait aren´t I dead?" I shouted at the realisation and my eyes widened in shock.
"…"
My jaw was wide open as I could not believe my eyes.
Before me was the scenery of space and the main bridge of the Resurgent-class Star Destroyer.
"Minerva…" I muttered as it was the first thing I thought off and my brain was still processing the shock
[Minerva: Yes Master?]
"?!!"
"…"
A minute passed by before I could calm down in what was happening before me. Mz imagination ran wild and my brain was bombarded with thoughts, but the bitter cold struck me back into organazied thinking. First thing to do: "Minerva activate the organic life support systems" I said as any longer and I would probably become an Ice Block in my own created masterpiece.
How funny that would be to die immediately again.
[Minerva: Very well Master]
Soon the ice freezing room returned to room temperature which was much more comfortable for me.
"Minerva, can you explain to me the current situation we are in" I asked in excitement I thought that maybe I transmigrated to the game world.
[Minerva: Yes, Master we are currently in a complete unknown territory without any communications to our bases or the systems. In addition, the Resurgent-class Star Destroyer is cut of from the entire fleet as I could not establish any connection with the other ships]
My excitement turned into a little bit of disappointment that I realised that I probably lost all my other hard-earned spacecrafts which was quite frustrating.
Thinking that I wasted my valuable time but then again, I become super exited because if my theory is correct it means something very exciting for little old me.
From what Minerva said I deduced that I transmigrated with my flagship into a new world with countless new opportunities. Much more exciting than my boring daily life I had until now.
My logic for why this world is a new one and not the game world is simple. Since Minerva had some access to the universal game system for communications, fire-control, connecting to other bases and the building functions means that wenn she cannot connect to it must mean that this is a completely new world.
I was lost in whirling thoughts again until Minerva brought me back by suddenly informing me.
[Minerva: Master the Commanders and all other personnel which boarded the flagship are awaiting your orders, as the General of the Fleet and Captain of the spacecraft, in the hangars]
Ha-Ha I jumped in excitement as I thought that this means my loyal subordinates are also here and I don´t have to be completely alone with that monotone and cold AI.
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[Author Note: Hello Readers hope you enjoyed the chapter, Your Author Bye]