Darth Gumby: Thank you for your comments. I agree with you, that's why i wrote this story. There is NO freaking way the Minbari sthealthness could protect their ships like the series does in the real universe, and also the CGI battles show human and Minbari ships shooting each other at really short distances, making imposible to miss such a target even manually. Remember how ships in s. XX battles can shoot eachother even transhorizon with unguided artillery, and we are talking of ships half the size or less of a Sharlin warcruiser, and the canon distance of ships fighting in space, of hundres or thousands of kilometers is completly fake, i think only some sci fi shows, like The Expanse in the Battle of MCRN Donnager, show anything close to such distances, most of battles happen really close even for actual modern ocean warfare. You can easily see that in the CGI, comparing the size of the ships with the space between them. And in space you have no horizon to cover you from human eye or other optical targeting systems, and that without even mention all optical and laseres can see targets beyond the horizon in real world (point for the flat earthers). Finaly, the ships in B5 are really slow in comparision with other universes, and actually Minbari ships are almost snail-like slow or static fighting hinumans in all scenes except the Drala Fi against Sheridan's Lexington.


EAS Pancho Villa (Nova E class readnought)

Operation Cold Dish Task force

Hyperspace, near Minbar beacon

The Officers Conference room was full with all the commanders in the Task Force. The artificial gravity of the Brakiri modules made things much more pleasant for everyone onboard an Erthforce shhip, in comparision with the first days of war. Admiral Gonzalez started the briefing after all the formalities ended. To help him an hologram was displaying the silouetts of ships and planet's defences over the table.

-Ok, ladies and gentlemen, let's make a final draft of our plans. As usual the Drone ships will go first, in two phases. First we will send one squadron of Spectres for each drone ship, armed with nukes, we will do the most damage we can. Second, we, will launch the whole Drone battlegroups. After that, our drone ships will broadcast our version of the Independence Day virus. Colonel-he said, giving the word to Ernst Petersohn, from Switzerland. With a strong accent the cyberwarfare expert explain.

-This virus is a little complex. It works as a malware infiltrating the ship and running several subroutines. The first one is to take control of the inner comms system, broadcasting a playlist of classics to create distraction in the crew, meanwhile it takes control of their weapons, sensors,etc. When the ship is fully infected the program sends a signal to identify it, so we can see the progress of the cyberattack in real time. Once a mayority of their fleet is affected, a second routine is ready, a recording of a lethal frecuency will be played inside the ship, neutralizing the whole crew.

Commodore Anderson, commander of the End of the Spear Task force, made of the Leviathan EAS Mokele Mbembe, and it's escorts, asked a question.

-Excuse me Colonel, did you just said "classics"?

-Yes sir, indeed. Classic music from XX and XXI centuries.

-And what is this "lethal frecuency" thing? Resonance frecuency?

-Yes sir, we discovered studying their records and tested in some of our prisoners.

That shocking revelation struck everyone in the room, Admiral Gonzalez just said "The ethics of this practice is in political hands now, you can protest or whatever you like once we go back home. Now move forward. That's an order." and everyone change the subject. After some clarifications, Gonzalez explained the rest.

-After that, we will concentrate the strikes in the non affected ships, and if there is some reserves they will immediately deploy them to compensate, only then we launch the whole attack force.

-What if they have more than one reserve, or if they just wait for us to pull everything out of hyperspace?- objected Commodore Perry, one of the drone Battlegroups commanders.

-Even so we will outnumber them, more even with most of their fleet floating lifeless in space. But that's why one of the Basestars will be in reserve, with their entire battlegroup. That lead us to the final stage of the battle. The Charles de Gaulle will be supporting the main strike force, whilst the Donald Trump will be in charge of launching raids against the planetary defence grid. The 25 de Mayo will be in reserve. Commodore Anderson, your Task Force will be our shock force. You will be launching the main strikes once the fleet is in normal space. Any other questions?

-No sir

Ok, dismissed, and God bless you all.


Minbari Grey Council

Flagship Valen'tha

Minbar high orbit

-We hear you Shai Alyt Neroon

With a reverence, the famous War Cast fleet comander step into the Council cirshcle.

-Satais, according to the scouts sended by the An'la Shok the human fleet is already in hyperspace waiting to strike. My battle plan basically consists in rally our homeworld in three layers of ships, putting the best third in the middle, the second nine forces in the first to act as a shield to contain the human attacks whsile the second launch counter attacks pr fill any gap. The third line ships, old models, untrained crews or not finished ships will support the defence grid. A fourth force under my direct command will be made of the War cast veterans we still have, we will wait in hyperspace until the humans show the command ships in the battlefield. We will destroy them first and their numbers will be useless, just empty ships.

-Very well, thank you Shai Alyt. Any objections?- asked Satai Coplann.

All the council members agreed with the battle plan.

-Now we should discuss what will happen if we failed. Or if we succeed, how we will face their religious cast warriors.-Delenn stated. Satai Moraan from the warrior cast answered.

-In case of defeat, there is nothing we can do. We now know the humans are pretty sentimental and won't exterminate us, their own laws forbid them of doing such a thing.

-Agreed. And if we win it would be a costly victory. We won't be able to win against other attacks. In that case we should ask for peace but in our terms-stated Coplann.

-The humans could use their numbers and keep pushing until we loose-answered Delenn, because that war of attrition was the main human strategy since day one, and more with the "empty" warships.

-What about the Vorlons?- reply Foreen, from the Religious Cast. Nobody had an answer to that, neither for Delenn affirmations.


EAS Pancho Villa

Cold Dish Task Force

Minbar Homeworld Hyperspace

-Open a channel to the whole fleet-ordered Admiral Gonzalez

-Done sir

-Ladies and gentlemen of the EarthForce. It's been an honour for me to share this noble task with you. Now we are at minutes from the final battle of this war. It is time of show these boneheads what it feels like to be hitted on their own homeworld. The millions of humans dead in this war demand it! It's about time to show them the meaning of the old saying "Vengeance it's a dish best served cold". Viva la Alianza Terrestre, y viva México cabrones!"

All the crews cheered, with the mexican crew of the Pancho Villa giving the traditional mexican screaming.

-Drone fleet, stand by to jump.

-Fleet ready sir.

-Jump!


Sharlin warcruiser Fonnel

Homeworld Defence Fleet

Minbar Defensive perimeter

Alyt, multiple jump points forming now. All between the planet and our sun, right in front of the First fleet.

The old Worker cast captain, Gol Doreen, was in charge of the first fleet in the outer defensive line. The lack of the propper rank, ShainAlyt, was an example of the cost of the defeat at Sol system.

They there are, let's see what they would do. All ships ready! And make sure Shai Alyt Neroon get all our sensors data.

-Alyt, our sensors show more than 450 ships, all empty ones. They are launching fighters, thousands of them!


Dretak Sharlin Flagship

Hyperspace

Shai Alyt Neroon watched the human ships forming against the Minbari lines.

His forces were still filling the holes created by the nuclear raids.

All ships of the first and second forces, deploy Nyalas but in defensive screen no more than five kilometers beyond our forward ships.


The Worker cast ship received a transmission, the humans were still deploying their ships with no hurry.

-They are hailing us, video streaming.

-Show me

A dark image was been broadcasted.

-Our comms are being jammed?

-No alyt, that is what they are showing us

The strange sound of some kind of crying and explosions and strokes of some kind, with the sudden appearance of a bald human with others behind, carrying some weapon and other sitting with what look like drums started to play a very awkward music, sort of. The odd and violent sounds were joined by the terrifying voice of the bald human, and his words were displayed in minbari and English.

Another mission

The powers have called me away

Another time

To carry the colors again

My motivation

An oath I've sworn to defend

To win the honor

Of coming back home again

No explanation

Will matter after we begin

Unlock the dark destroyer that's buried within

My true vocation

And know my unfortunate friend

You will discover

A war you're unable to win

I'll have you know

That I've become

Indestructible

Determination that is incorruptible

From the other side

A terror to behold

Annihilation will be unavoidable

Every broken enemy will know

That their opponent had to be invincible

Take a last look around while you're alive

I'm an indestructible master of war!"

- I think is some kind of battle cry...

-Maybe, they have done something similar when we attacked their homeworld...

The music video was broadcasted to the whole fleet but after a few seconds reading the lyrics several alyts ordered to cut the feed. That little sample of Minbari pride was the wisest thing they could ever do.

Onboard of the EAS Waterloo, another Nova E, Lt. Colonel Petersohn watched in his terminal how the virus was spreading in the enemy ships. When more than 60% of them were infected, he said with joy:

-Let's do this...

The Enter key sound activated the virus and every ship of the Minbari fleet started toe play inside a deafening human song from the 20 and 21 st centuries.

-I hope they like Shia...-said with a evil smile.


Unstoppable today... Unstoppable today...

-Turn that thing off!

-I can't, they have taken control of the ship!


-What the heck is that sound?!

Laura no está, Laura se fue, Laura se escapa de mi vida...

-Somebody put that thing offf!

-I say, ooooooh, I'm blinding by the lights... I cannot sleep until i feel your touch...

-hai Alyt, what's that? Are they sending it?

-N,o, it's inside the system, i am trying to override it...

I put my armor on to show you that u am...

-I am Unstoppable!

Admiral Gonzalez receive the signal from Col. Petersohn, and ordered the drone battlegroups.

-Fire!

The gunners in their terminals cried...

-Fire in the hole!

Ten thousand plus plasma discharges every five seconds stormed the thin blue line of the fish-like Minbari ships. The green beams return the fire breaking several squads of drone fighters and bombers, and several Skeletors and Robocop ships are destroyed, but the human avance is Skeletor Novas, taking advantage from having no crew inside started to show their sides full of plasma, rail and Gauss cannons, sending terryfing volleys from one broadside and then turning the opposite side to shoot again while the plasma cannons recharge. Such a manouver would have killed any human inside, even strapped to a chair the inertia could seriously damage the brain and several other organs. The Minbaris tried to keep fighting in the middle of the deafining Earth classic music. The songs, sometimes slow and sad, somethimes merry and joyfull distract their minds when the concentration is more needed than ever.


-How many ships are affected?

-74%

-That will do. Iniciate Stage 2, before they do something and take down the virus.


Alyt Lorenn started to shoot plasma rounds with his sidearm to the speakers, and instructed the rest of the crew to do likewise, but in that moment the music turn to a sound, and the aliens started to fall in pain, trying to cover their ears and asking for their Gods in barely audible sounds.

Shai Alyt Neroon watched how dozens and dizens of ships stopped their advance and started to drift or loose formation, many just loosing control and ramming other ships or shipwrecks.

-Shai Alyt, several ships are out of control! We can't contact the crews either!

-How many?

-89. No, 103.

-We need to join them now, Neroon

-Not now. We need to wait to them do it first

-But why? They have shut down half of the fleet!

-They are restraining their manned vessels in Hyperspace, those ships control the empty ones. If we destroy those we destroy all of them. Otherwise their numbers will crush us, and that is already happening.

-Understood.


-Sir, we have disabled 67% of their current ships, sir

-Ok, signal all the ships, we're going in. Order all drone ships to concentrate the fire in the enemy ships still operating. Send all drone fighters to take down capital ships ONLY. Use nukes.

-Sir, all ships report ready to jump

-Ok, jump

245 capital ships assault the Minbari sepaeated in Battlegroups of 5-8 ships in loose formation to avoid being an easy target to an Hyperspace vortex attack.

-Now it's time, Alyt. Proceed to attack, múltiple jump points, mostly here and here, i want this Battlegroup isolated and crushed before the others even react. If we fail, the humans would wipe us.

de

-Sir, multiple jump points opening, all around our battlegroup! Brake, all ships brake formation!

The Minbari ships destroyed about twenty capital ships, damaging five battlegroups. The Comand Battlegroup went sorrounded by the Sharlins and their escorts, and in just ten minutes of fight the aliens decapitate the human fleet. EAS Pancho Villa was attacked by seven Sharlins, including the Flagship. The Pancho pierced all of them and with the lasers cut in half one of them, other two were decimated with plasma fire, but the green beams coming from all sides turned the prideful Dreadnought in dozens of burning metal pieces.

The Commodore Anderson, watched with pain and rage how the Minbari were about to turn the tides of the battle. He ordered the entire End of the Spear Task force to turn around and charge the Warrior Cast fleet.

-All ships this is Commodore Anderson from the Mokele Mbembe, as superior officer i am taking command of the fleet. All ships surround those bastards and wipe them out of OUR sky!

The remaining ships in the area acknowledge and renewed their fight, while the furthests units reagrouped and shoot the Minbarin with everything they had, and several salvos of nukes and broadside volleys ended in minutes the Neroon's ships. The Shai Alyt, while two nukes wiped his Sharlin escorts and crippled his, screamed "In the name of Valen", seconds before a huge Rail Gun bullet pierced his bridge and exposed him to space.


Meanwhile the humans reagrouped on a huge inverted semisphere, the remaining Minbari formed a single line to oppose them. The Mokele Mbembe take position in the middle of the whole formation, with the Basestars Carriers right behind and most of control ships sorrounding them. The normal ships and the drone ships were in the exterior of the formation. They move forward shooting with every weapon, and the drone fighters attacking in squads or in swarms tearing the enemy line one ship at a time. It was matter of time the entire defence fleet would be depleted, and the humans had all the time in the world to doing so.

But after the first 12 Minbari ships fall into human fire, two jump points opened right between the main human force and the skeleton line of ships defending Minbar. Two huge Squid-like Vorlon Dreadnoughts with two dozen of minor ships as escorts showed up, facing the Earth Alliance's ships.

Surprised, the Commodore ordered cease fire, fleet wide.

-Those... are Vorlons right?-asked the Mokele's captain with real concern. Thanks God there were just two of them, but perhaps two were more than enough to wipe the floor with the humans.

-Yes...

-Do we shot them, sir?

-No, that would be suicidal.

-They are hailing us-interrupted the Comms lieutenant. A video broadcast showed up, with a strange robot-like creature, brown with something like animal print in it.

-I am Kosh of the Vorlon. You won. They surrender, but their ships will remain with them.

Laconic English. Pretty direct.

-Kosh of the Vorlon, I am Commodore James Anderson, in the name of the Earth Alliance i am ordered to tell you we will only accept the inconditional surrender of thiie Minbari Federation...

-No.-interrupted the alien with no further explanations.

-What we will do? we can't fight this people" think to himself.

-Mister Kosh, it is that one your only condition to not enter in this war?

-It is necesary.

- All right, as Commander of the Eathforce fleet in this system, i accept your terms. We will allow the Minbari to keep their remaining ships.

."Better this than fight this awkward aliens" thought, and with that answer the Vorlon ended the transmition, and their ships entered in hyperspace. Minbari ships still operational started to reagroup in orbit of Minbar, and started to rescue their personel from crippled ships, and try to recover the ones disabled by the lethal frecuencies, now long shut down. Commodore Anderson send them a message to recall their leaders for the signing for the capitulations, on board the Mokele Mbembe.

The earthers started to recover and reentscue their own assests and men, er the GROPOS divisions started to assemble to land on the planet. As first wave five elite divisions would land in the outskirts of Tuzenor and there the Earth alliance flag would be ized. The divisions were the 131st F?llschirmjager, the 224th Gurkhas, the 101st Airborne, the 440th Lanceros and the 332nd Kommandos. With the exception of Oceania all Earth continents were represented, and 12 hours after the battle finished the GROPOS were sended to their objective.

Minbaris gathered around the landing , warriors were really angry, but they knew there were nothing they could do about it. the Earth soldiers proceed to form by company and batallion before marching to the site.