Talk:United Aerospace Command/@comment-10905876-20150309174816/@comment-10905876-20150309191240

Aboard the bridge, alarm klaxons blare as dozens of hostile radar contacts appear on the screens of the radar operators on the bridge.

Bridge officer: "Sir, we have enemy ships in sector forty seven, they appear to be IRF. My god, it looks like a whole fleet sir!"

Captain Seafort: "Sound battlestations, seal all hatches. Prepare to fire on the admiral's command. What are your orders admiral?"

''Zahn seems to sit there, seemingly in shock. He mumbles "There's so many of them, too many, can't..."''

Seafort: "Admiral? Sir, what are your orders?"

Zahn continues to mumble to himself...

Seafort turns to his first officer.

"Damn, the admiral has lost it. There may be hell to pay later, but I'd rather live to see a court martial than die because of an incapacitated admiral. I Nicolas Ewing Seafort, do by the grace of God relive Vice Admiral..."

He is cut off by Zahn.

Zahn: "That won't be needed captain. All ships form up in a conical formation. Prepare MAC cannons and wait for my signal. Deploy the Rapiers but hold the Hornets, and engage those Lomgswords. Inform Ceres that we've engaged hostile forces in the belt and to prepare ships in case I need them."

He turns to captain Seafort: "I will explain my lapse later, right now we have a battle to win."

The fleet forms up in a conical formation, and prepares to fire while Rapiers exit the hangar of the Excalibur.