Within a sort of meeting room, the USE’s highest ranking captains would enter. Captain Jackson of the ENS Starfire, Captain Winter of the ENS Darksky, Captain Mikhail of the ENS Warden, and many others. They were also captains of the Tiberius class cruisers, pride of the navy.
“Take a seat gentlemen,” said iral Pearce, she had 15 Stripes on his uniform. When she took a seat, the rest sat down as well. Jackson was sitting casually, well so was everyone else, it wasn’t a war meeting or anything.
“We have had issues engaging in first , due to the lack of exploratory missions, and I can understand this. But it is time to restart the new world’s program,” explained the iral, the captains nodded.
Jackson piped up, “Anything else? Usually if this was to happen, we would be told via comms.”
The iral sighed, and then continued. “I was getting into that, due to the issue with heavy signatures, which could be either one, Judgentorian combat, or worse, godly combat.”
“Didn’t the Judgentors kill off the gods?” Asked winter, his face filled with both confusion and surprise.
“Not in this universe, especially since almost every universe in the multiverse fucking collided. If we are to engage in combat with any gods we have to rearm your ships, and add some special plating. Infact the plating should be placed on the Starfire and Warden. You two will be in a pair, keep shields on low unless in combat. Do not scare the fucking locals, got me?”
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