[Dracus]

<<<We've struck gold>>>>

---Stardate 2411---
Alpha fleet has reached the warp point, what lays on the other side is the dark unknown. Fleet Commander Vincent Cooper takes one Last look at the ship floating just off the port side of the Stingray. "Some of these ship don't even have names, just call numbers. How will they be remembered?" Vincent thinks to himself as he quickly turns and walks to the center of the command deck. Looking over to Johnson "are you ready to dance with the devil?" Johnson gives a silent nod. "Then take em in!" orders Vincent.
One by one the fleet enters the warp point and a few minutes later emerge on the other side.
"Where the hell are we?!" screams Vincent. Johnson looks at his scanner readout and reports; " I don't know but there appears to be transmissions coming from the planet closest to our current position. Wait! I am now picking up movement in orbit the planet, they appear to be some sort of satellite. I can not tell how meny until we get closer."
"ok hold us here until we know were we are and who is on the planet." Vincent says.
Johnson begans to monitor the transmissions and sets up scans for the rest of the system.

As Vincent was about to turn in for the evening, the comm snaps to life. "We know were we are commander, you had better get up! We've stuck gold!"

Vincent rises from his bunk and heads for the command deck. As he turns the handle and pushs the door open. A funny thought jumps into his head...."Where is all those automatic doors, they always talked about in those space shows."
Entering the command desk he turns to Johnson, "Where are we Johnson?" "Well sir, we found that the communications in this system are the same as those from the first encounter with the fazah and the the name of this system is ALkalurops."
"And how do you know that?"
"Well!" Johnson says, "The planet transmitted that enemy ships have entered Alkalurops and to send support. They know we're here and 3 attack ships are moving toward us from Alkalurps VII on the far side of th system."
"When will they be here?"
"78 hours sir"
"Since they know we are here, set up a comm relay and ask high command what we should do." Vincent orders.
"It will take 12 hours for them to respond, Sir! shall we wait here or move toward the planet?"
"Move us with-in an hour distance from the planet and hold until we hear from high command." Vincent responds. "and keep an eye on those attack craft, I don't want any surprises."

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What will High commands orders be? will the ships be pulled back or ordered into battle?


[This message has been edited by Dracus (edited 06 November 2001).]