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Exule
Admiral Morgan stood on the bridge of his Kalieum class cruiser, looking out into the vast expanse of space. His flagship sat at the head of a small Terran contingent. The admiral's task force was a modest fleet of about ten destroyers, sixteen frigates, twenty corvettes, and a relatively high number of fighters. There were approximately ten fighters aboard each destroyer and thirty aboard Morgan's cruiser. The admiral was confident that even if Marauders were behind the recent communications failure, they would be no problem for his battle group's firepower.
"Admiral, we're ready to make the jump to LN23."
"Excellent, proceed with the jump then."
"Aye, aye sir."
One after another the ships began to jump away. For a moment, all was suspended in a state of seemingly no motion aboard the bridge of Morgan's cruiser. The next moment they were in System LN23.
Edited by Exule on 2008-06-30
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