by Dietmar Wehr
The Synchronicity War Part 4
By Dietmar Arthur Wehr
Copyright 2014 by Dietmar Arthur Wehr
Amazon Edition
Introductory Comments:
This is the fourth and final installment of The Synchronicity War. When I started Part 1, I had NO idea where I would end up so it’s been a wild ride for me too. I’ve made two changes to Part 4 compared to the other three books. You’ll find that A.I. is now AI. You’ll also notice that the chapters don’t have titles. That was done deliberately so as not to give anything away before you read the chapters. I hope you enjoy the book. At the end are some final comments concerning the possibility of more books that take place within the same universe.
Contents
Cast of Characters:
Glossary of Terms:
Chapter 26 (From Part 3)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Thoughts on Time Travel and Longitudinal Waves
Cast of Characters:
Human:
Victor Shiloh (Vice-Admiral/Chief of Space Operations for Space Force)
Sam Howard (Senior Admiral and Chief of Space Operations for Space Force)
Amanda Kelly (Commander/(Acting) Vice-Admiral, Space Force)
Brad Falkenberg (Senior Commander, Space Force)
Angela Johansen (Commander, Space Force)
Rollins (Jump drive specialist, Space Force)
Khegan (Lieutenant, Orbital Defense Weapons Officer, Space Force)
Halder (Commander, Operations Center Duty Officer, Space Force)
Jason Alvarez (Civilian colonist on planet Haven, Inventor of ZPG power technology)
Rachel (New Chairperson of Space Force Oversight Committee)
AIs
Blackjack
Casanova
Cobra
Foxbat
Gunslinger
Iceman
Jester
Pagan
Rainman
Red Baron
Shooter
Sniper
Stoney
Titan
Valkyrie
Vandal
Vixen
Voodoo
Wolfman
Zulu
Glossary of Terms:
CSO Chief of Space Operations
CAG Commander, Autonomous Group
SPG Strategic Planning Group
TF Task Force
KPS Kilometers Per Second
Klicks slang expression for kilometers
A.U. Astronomical Unit equal to the average distance between the Earth and its Sun.
AI Artificial Intelligence
SL Squadron Leader
C.O. Commanding Officer
X.O. Executive Officer
W.O. Weapons Officer
E.O. Engineering Officer
Mark 1 500 kiloton uranium fission warhead/attack drone
Mark 1b 2.5 megaton fusion warhead/attack drone
Mark 1c 25 megaton fusion warhead/attack drone
Mark 2 Kinetic Energy Penetrator warhead/drone
Mark 3 Decoy drone
Mark 4 Experimental warhead project that proved unsuccessful
Mark 5 X-ray laser warhead/attack drone
Mark 6 250 megaton High-spin platinum fusion warhead/attack drone
F1 First generation fighter
F2 Second generation fighter
Raider A class of starship of approximately 10,000 metric tonnes designed to be piloted by an AI with two internal lasers and able to carry up to 50 drones.
Longitudinal Waves (L-waves, also known as Scalar waves) Compression waves with special characteristics.
UFC Universal Fabrication Complex (A device that can manufacture anything given the right instructions and the right raw materials)
Flag Bridge A specialized Command location designed specifically for Flag Officers (Admirals) to control strategic operations for more than one ship. This is separate from the Main Bridge where the ship’s commanding Officer controls his vessel.
Synopsis of Parts 1-3:
For those readers who finished reading Part 3 some time ago, here is a synopsis of events up to the end of Part 3.
The unprovoked war with the Sogas has been going badly. Humanity barely escaped total extermination from Sogas nano-enhanced bio-weapons only to be wiped out by the advancing horde of Insectoids with their 10 kilometer spherical ships. Only the long shot strategy by Casanova to enlist the reluctant aid of the pacifist Friendlies and their time travel technology allowed him to warn humans about the bio-weapon in time to avert that disaster.
With the advanced power generation and weapons technology brought back by Kronos now in Space Force hands, Admirals Sam Howard and Victor Shiloh realize that the Insectoids are the real threat not only to Humans but to all intelligent life in the galaxy. If Space Force can hold off the Sogas long enough, the advancing insectoid ships will destroy them. That will give Space Force enough time to build up its defenses before the tsunami of insectoid ships crashes over human space.
But the Sogas aren’t finished with humans just yet. Shiloh gets a disturbing vision of a massive Sogas fleet attacking Earth with bio-weapons, some of which reach the planet surface. Shiloh is injured and in the immediate aftermath of the battle, he and Commander Amanda Kelly discover their suppressed feelings for each other.
But before they can explore that relationship, Howard shares the bad news. ANOTHER Sogas fleet has been detected moving toward human space and Space Force has taken too many losses during the battle that occurred 24 hours earlier, to have any hope of stopping them.
The last chapter of Part 3 has been included for those wishing to reread it.
Chapter 26 (From Part 3)
The problem posed by this battle for Earth was that the time it ended was known but not the time it began. So all units, ships, humans and AIs were on full alert an hour before the end time. Shiloh was strapped into his Command Chair with his pressure suit on and his helmet in its cradle beside him. His com implant was active, and all three AIs could hear him. The ship was at Battle Stations, as was the whole Fleet, but the enemy hadn't arrived yet. All they could do was wait and try to stay at a heightened level of alertness.
"Howard to Shiloh."
The suddenness of the CSO's voice would have made Shiloh jump if he hadn't been strapped down. "Shiloh here. Go ahead, Sir."
"Last minute pep talk, Admiral. I know you don't need it, but this waiting is driving me crazy, so this talk is as much for my benefit as it is for yours. How are your people doing?"
Shiloh looked around the Flag Bridge. "They're doing fine, Sir. Some have opening night jitters, others are chomping at the bit, I'm trying to stay relaxed and alert at the same time."
Howard laughed. "Yes, I know what you mean. But at least you have your Fleet under control. I have to deal with the civilians, half of whom want to string me up for my high-handedness while the other half want to panic. We STILL have some civilians left in the cities, Goddamn it! I keep getting asked what I'll
do to make sure they don't carry the plague anywhere else, and I keep evading the damn question because if I answered them truthfully, they'd faint with shock. I'm NOT letting this plague get loose!" There was a pause as the CSO calmed down and Shiloh waited. When he spoke again, the Admiral was much calmer. "Anyway, that's MY problem, not yours. I'm not going to try to second-guess you. You're the Field Commander. You do what you think is best, and I'll back you no matter what."
"Thank you, Sir. We know how this battle will end, but we'll still give it our best shot."
"Of that I have no doubt. Okay, I'll get out of your hair. Good luck and good hunting, Admiral. Howard clear."
It was now five minutes until the time the battle ended, and still there was no sign of the enemy. Part of Shiloh was relieved that the battle wasn't going to be a long one, but another part was worried. The previous Battle for Earth had lasted less than one minute. He didn't like battles that happened that fast. There was no time to think. He watched the chronometer, which now seemed to be running in slow motion, of course. Just as he was about to reach for the container of water in the rack beside his chair, the tactical display pinged for attention. Shit! This was it!
Multiple red dots appeared close together, right on the edge of the gravity zone. Since they didn't know where the enemy ships would show up, Dreadnought and the five carriers were evenly spaced around the planet. All of the fighters were deployed in six groups, which were also evenly spaced. The idea was that regardless of where the enemy emerged from Jumpspace, at least five groups would have a direct line-of-sight and could fire at them. He quickly checked the icon data. Total number of enemy ships was already over 200 and still climbing! Velocity was … 33% of light speed! Preliminary trajectory was a path that would cross the gravity zone and exit about 2.44 million kilometers away. Essentially, the enemy fleet was taking a short cut through the top of the zone. Wait! Why weren't the X-ray laser drones firing? Something was wrong. They should have fired by now. The enemy ships were starting to launch their bio-devices.
"Iceman! Why aren't we firing?" he yelled out loud.
Iceman analyzed the incoming data almost as fast as it arrived. The enemy was not repeating their strategy from the first battle. This time they were barreling into the zone, which meant that the defenders couldn't use any jump drones to attack them. That was smart thinking, but the problem with this high rate of speed was that the bio-devices would have a lot of momentum to overcome in trying to change course towards the planet. That meant that there was more time to burn them out of the sky with defensive lasers than he and Shiloh had anticipated. It also meant that these enemy ships couldn't jump away quickly and, therefore, they were going to be shooting at the defending ships and fighters for a lot longer. That was bad news. Continuous laser fire from 200+ ships would decimate the defending units so fast that hundreds of bio-devices would get through the gauntlet. Was it better to prevent some of the bio-devices from launching even if that meant there'd be a lot fewer defending ships to shoot down the rest? Or was it better to let all the devices launch in order to aim accurately at the ships and kill as many of them as possible to protect the defending forces? He rapidly did the calculations and made his decision.
There were 66 x-ray laser drones in orbit in 6 clusters of 11 each. Each cluster was evenly spaced out from the rest, for the same reason as the fighters and ships. The two clusters closest to the enemy fleet could aim accurately more quickly than the rest, while the two clusters furthest away had to take the most time to aim accurately. So that's what Iceman ordered them to do. The two nearest clusters would fire after five seconds, two more after ten seconds and the last two clusters after fifteen seconds. With more time to aim accurately, each of the drone's eight rods would be pointed at a different target. There would be a total of 528 shots versus 225 targets. The first pair of clusters concentrated their fire on 88 targets.
Shiloh had just finished asking his question when the Assistant Weapons Officer yelled out, "We're firing on their ships!" Dreadnought started to maneuver, too. Not as violently as a light carrier would have but still violently enough to feel it. The tactical display was zooming in now, and Shiloh could see the mass of blue dots representing the bio-devices gradually separating from the large cluster of red dots and heading in a curving line towards the planet. There were over 2200 bio-devices. Shiloh was about to yell at Iceman again when the display indicated that two clusters of x-ray drones had fired. Seventy-three of the red dots flashed and turned orange, meaning they had taken damage. "Four targets damaged! We're shifting to new targets!" said the AWO.
"We're taking hits on the hull! Penetration of the hull in two places!" yelled the Engineering Officer.
Shiloh needed to know why they weren't following the targeting plan. Iceman wasn't answering, probably because he was too busy. "Valkyrie, what's happening?" asked Shiloh.
He heard her reply via his implant. "These enemy ships can't jump away for a while, so they're going to keep firing on our units until we have nothing left to shoot back with. The bio-devices will have to wait until we've neutralized their fleet, CAG. Now don't bother me. I've got a ship to fight."
"Four more targets damaged! Shifting targeting again!" yelled the AWO.
"We're starting to take damage! Two turrets out of action. Minor damage from hull penetrations!"
The display pinged again. Two more x-ray drone clusters had fired, and 70 more enemy ships were damaged. Shiloh was aware that damaged didn't necessarily mean they couldn't fire their lasers. More and more of the red dots were turning orange and were falling behind the rest as the enemy fleet accelerated to make return fire more difficult. In fact, over half of them were now falling behind. Lack of maneuverability could indicate lack of power, which would prevent them from firing again, too. If Iceman was ordering the x-ray drones to aim for the part of the target most likely to contain their power plant, then that would effectively cripple the ship with one blow. He focused his attention on the clusters of fighters and was shocked at how small the fighter groups nearest the enemy now were. One group was almost completely gone. Another had less than six left. Groups further away were faring better, but they were taking losses too.
"Three more turrets knocked out! We're getting major hull penetr--"
The EO's report was cut off by the loud shriek of tortured metal and a brilliant flash of light. Part of the ceiling fell, with a piece hitting a glancing blow to the right side of Shiloh's head. The Engineering Station was now on fire, and the EO was looking at what was left of his right arm with a stunned expression. The automatic fire suppression system was taking care of the fire, and the EO had slumped to the deck holding the end of his right arm with his left hand. No one could help him right now. He would have to hang on until the battle was over.
Shiloh glanced back at the display just in time to see the last two clusters of x-ray drones fire. Sixty-five hits. A quick visual estimation of the number of red dots remaining looked like a dozen or so.
"Three more targets damaged! Retargeting!" The AWO's voice was getting hoarse now. He was having trouble keeping up with Valkyrie's fire control. The number of red dots was shrinking fast now that all of the defending ships and fighters were concentrating all their fire on them. Speaking of ships, he looked at the status of the carriers. All had taken damage. Valiant and Intrepid were no longer maneuvering or firing. That was bad. Resolute was maneuvering but not firing. Vigilant was firing but not maneuvering. Midway was still doing both, as was Dreadnought.
"We're switching fire to the bios!" yelled the AWO.
It's about time, thought Shiloh. He watched the total number of bio-devices still intact start to drop fast, but was it fast enough? The blue dots were getting closer to Earth, and there were still a lot of them. He held his breath, as the blue cluster got smaller but closer at the same time. The total remaining were now less than 1,000, but they were getting very close. The total was dropping faster as the fighter groups furthest away got closer and therefore had bet
ter firing accuracy. He felt a chill go up his spine as over 100 devices hit the edge of Earth's atmosphere, but then he realized that they were still being fired on. The upper atmosphere was too thin to protect them against laser fire, but they were dropping lower into the atmosphere fast. After the total remaining hit 7, there were no further changes.
The AWO spoke, "We've stopped firing! All units have stopped firing!"
"Get me the CSO!" shouted Shiloh to no one in particular. As he said that, he unbuckled himself and stood up. Howard's face appeared on the display, just as Shiloh remembered it in his vision. Shiloh took a deep breath and said, "Some of them got through and are in Earth's atmosphere now, Admiral! It looks like they're headed for the urban areas. We have to assume that they'll release a bio-weapon."
"There's still a chance of containment. What cities are being targeted?" asked Howard. Shiloh looked at the map now appearing in the display and the list of city names on the sidebar. He read off the seven names. Howard nodded.
"Exactly as predicted. Don't blame yourself, Shiloh. I know you gave it your best shot even though we knew this would happen. If containment fails, then we just have to hope that we started work on Blackjack's idea in time. You better get that wound looked after. It's bleeding like hell."
Shiloh didn't know what Howard was talking about until he realized that the right side of his face felt wet. He touched it with his hand and when he pulled his hand back it was covered with blood. Son of a bitch! He was injured and hadn't even realized it in the heat of battle.