the deck officer said. Commander Regent thought about that very statement for a moment. Letting it soak into his very being. The beginning of a war they knew would last for a very, very long time, and his ship would throw the first punch. He'd taken over command of the God of War, leaving Doctor Arness to his research back on the weapons platform, which continued construction. A smaller battleship, the Swift Justice, had also been left behind as a safety net of protection as the construction unfolded. Though it dwarfed in comparison to the God of War. The massive ship accompanied by a second, though it had very little power to fight. Its cargo, however, had plenty of potential to kick ass. Eight hundred fleet marines ready to kick the shit out of anything that moved – armed to the teeth. The plan was a very simple one, put together by Craig and Adam. The God of War was to arrive and immediately launch dozens of swordfish fighters, capable of ship to ship combat. They had anticipated the Viscion having their own ship to ship fighters, but it was a smokescreen, nothing more.
