Bravo Fleet
USS Zephyr (NCC-90005)
As the events of the "Blackout" begin, Montana Squadron gains the science and exploration powerhouse USS Zephyr.
Montana Station Squadron
Squadron Commands
Crew Manifest
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Captain
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ID: 2468 | |
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Executive Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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Chief Medical Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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Chief Tactical Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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Chief Operations Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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Chief Communications Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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Chief Science Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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Chief Security Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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Chief Counseling Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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Nurse Manager
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ID: 2468 | |
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Chief Flight Control Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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Chief Engineering Officer
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ID: 2468 | |
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West Starfighter Squadron Leader
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ID: 2468 |
Recent Stories
View All Stories13 April 2025
Montana Station and USS Zephyr
“Nice and easy, West Wing.” Lieutenant Falcon Llewellyn spoke quietly to his team. Two days had passed since the second attack on Montana Station by the Vaadwaur. The station wings had taken some damage, and four of their pilots had had to eject under heavy fire. They were transported quickly [...]
13 April 2025
Montana Station and USS Zephyr
The lights on the bridge of the Zephyr had turned red, and the soft hum of the klaxon echoed in the background. Engineering had worked miracles in twelve short hours. Shields had been repaired, and the bridge lighting was functional. The carpet had been cleaned as much as possible, but the stains [...]
10 April 2025
Montana Station and USS Zephyr
Falcon Llewellyn worked on the repairs on his Valkyrie class fighter, the bright torch moving carefully across the piece of the wing. Across the bay, the others were doing the same, each focused on their task. Overnight, the patrols had been in four-hour shifts, and the rest hours had been [...]
9 April 2025
Montana Station and USS Zephyr
The morning had come and with it, coffee. Falcon Llewellyn stood over the Flight Command Station in the Command Control Center, his eyes bleary from the overnight shift. He’d grudgingly accepted working the station and directing his wings on the Zephyr along with Montana’s. There hadn’t been [...]