Kizarvexis wrote:IMO, it is strongly implied that the sensors placed in OBS were FTL the same way they were in HotQ. They did cost hundreds of millions of Manty dollars to emplace in OBS.
The sensors emplaced in On Basilisk Station were standard lightspeed sensors and also presumably could detect the FTL signature of an active wedge or the hyper footprint of a ship transiting to normal space. What the sensor platforms absolutely could not do is transmit whatever signal they detected to CL Fearless using anything other than standard lightspeed transmissions, since Admiral Sonja Hemphill did not come up with the idea of creating ripples along the alpha wall for FTL communications until the end of:
which took place after the events in On Basilisk Station.The Service of the Sword, With One Stone by Timothy Zahn wrote:It was Silesian space.
It was escort duty for convoys of Her Majesty's merchant marine.
It was going to be boring as hell.
Lieutenant (Senior Grade) Rafael Cardones stifled a sigh as the Star Knight-class heavy cruiser HMS Fearless slid smoothly into its slot in Sphinx orbit. It wasn't fair, and everyone aboard knew it. After all they'd gone through at Basilisk Station a few months back, and especially now with a shiny, brand-new-out-of-the-box warship wrapped around them, surely the Admiralty could have given them something more challenging than to run endlessly back and forth between Basilisk and the roiling cesspool of political chaos laughingly called the Silesian Confederacy.
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Admiral of the Red Sonja Hemphill looked up from the report and steadied her gaze onto the face of the young man standing stiffly at parade rest in front of her desk. "And what, Lieutenant," she said frostily, "am I supposed to do with you?"
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And maybe there was a third bird waiting to be winged by this particular stone. That trick Harrington had used, flickering her impellers to signal the Neue Bayern lurking out beyond the hyper limit, had some definite possibilities. Not as a standard interception tactic per se; the Andies had had to do some very precise maneuvering in order to circle through hyper-space and plant themselves squarely in the escaping raider's path that way. Most Manticoran astrogators weren't competent enough to pull off a trick like that, at least not on a regular basis.
But the maneuver itself was almost beside the point. The point was that Harrington had found a way to use gravitational waves to send a signal to the Andies.
And since gravity pulses effectively moved faster than light and were detectable from much farther away . . .
Especially if they could combine this idea with the new high-yield fusion bottles and superconductors being designed for the next-generation electronic warfare drones, and maybe throw in something from the compact LAC beta nodes already undergoing testing over at BuWeaps . . .
A third bird, indeed. Maybe.
Pulling Sandler's report from her memo pad, she slipped in Harrington's and began to carefully reread it.
Italics are the author's, boldface is my emphasis.