The Won-Ton Violence Take-Out Hut

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

Count me in, Commander-in-Chief Mr. Huxtable sir. Well, it looks like our troubles are a thing of the past, Joint Chief Ashton.

Will make an inventory list soon.

My suggestion:

Joint Chief Ashton takes command of the orbital defense force, including bombers, and planet-to-space weapons systems.
I take command of the landing craft, the ground forces (including planetary naval assets and air forces) and surface-to-surface weapons systems.
We share command over the construction yards.

Well?

[RudyHuxtable]

Actually you'd be the doorman, which gives you control of the Battle Jupiters. It's your job to monitor all incoming traffic to the Hut.

Strategia, you'll be in charge of the entire support fleet, which includes, at this point, nearly 32 million ships. YOu are also in charge of charting extradimensional space for places the Hut can expand into.

Both of your mission statements might change as I add more and more power to the Hut Fleet.

[NullAshton]

It sounds good. I have control over my ground forces, however, because they won't listen to anyone else.

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

snaps at attention and salutes

"Yes SIR thank you SIR!"

"Dispatching interdimensional trade scouts now, Sir!"

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

"Here is the inventory of current military forces, Sir!"

[NullAshton]

Is that for me or for Rudy?

[RudyHuxtable]

Null, I want you and Strategia to go start making absurd threats at the B&G. I'll follow up with a peace offering, which will be false, and then threaten them with bread pudding.

GO GO GO!

[NullAshton]

Why?

[RudyHuxtable]

Well, partly because they are funny, and partly because they will help to infuriate the B&G and make their response all the more erratic.

Bread pudding is also nasty. HUGE insult.

[NullAshton]

Ah. I'll stick to doing my job, and monitoring traffic.