A mixed fleet of droids and Zakuul ships were in hyperspace ready for a fight.
On the bridge of the heavy modified ship The Immortal Grand General Kirkpatrick was double checking the status of his latest model of combat droids.
Touching behind the glass of his creations Kirkpatrick then clinched his hand into a fist. He knew the costs of battle, and war itself. He fought in the chaotic Clone Wars and experiencing the scars of losing battles can be. . . devastating.
Coruscant was destroyed, the senate was destroyed, and thousands of innocent people were killed because of a simple wave of energy. Now: it's time to fight.
Ten minutes to reach Kril'dor. A droid stated on the intercom.
Leaving his project behind Kirkpatrick put on his military hat determined to eliminate the Sith threat and others. Permanently.
The Fleets dropped put of hyperspace and detected a Sith Fleet on front of the planet Kril'dor.
"Sir, Sith fleet ahead of us. Request permission to engage."
Kirkpatrick gave the nod and ordered his ships to open fire and send in the droid-tri and starfighters to engage enemy fighters
The droid fighters closed in on the Sith fleets and while it's auto turrets proved effective against some of the droid fighters their lazer cannons proved the better destroying the auto turrets and heavy cannons.
A large formation of Sith Fighters came from under the Sith-Harrower Dreadnought and engaged the droids.
Lazer fire and explosions centered in Kril'dors orbit with fighters tailing in on one another.
After what seemed like minutes of dogfighting General Kirkpatrick opened a comm to one of his fighters.
"Unit R-146: Destroy the bridge and their communications array." Kirkpatrick knew that if the enemy couldn't talk or command to each other, they wouldn't stand a chance.
Doing as it was told the droid rammed into the Dreadnoughts bridge making it collapse into the planets surface.
Droids and crewmen cheered as General Kirkpatrick once again. . . won the day.