ARIZONA-CLASS STRIKE CARRIERS
HORNET, BISMARCK
Janon sat in his command chair on the bridge of the HORNET silently contemplating his next actions. No Union ship had ever been so deep within High Coven space, let alone sitting not so far away from their homeworld. Stretched before them on their main monitor was the massive research space station in orbit of Uzu Ozeib 7, as well as what amounted to an entire Strike Force of unsuspecting High Coven warships ranging from the two BLOOD REVERENCE Dreadnoughts to countless frigates. The crews of both the HORNET and the BISMARCK were on edge, waiting to be discovered. They were professionals however, and Janon had no doubts that they would do their jobs and do them well.
Janon looked at the man who had once been captain of this ship and now was his XO as he came up to him. "Two minutes forty-five seconds." He said as he stopped beside Janon's chair and met his eyes.
