Task Force Blue (50 ships Strong) Still well outside of visual and sensor range [Encoded messages from BH-571]Last, 72 hours] ——Multiple oddities on long range infrared scope—— 10/16/2399-08:12:00 —— 5 small heat signatures sighted, Shutoff all non essential system . Remaining radio silent—— —— 10/16/2399-16:24:01 —— 5 ships identified as military vessels unknown origin, unknown nation. Confirmed new alien race——13/16/2339-16:24:01 Admiral Kalai reviewed the latest targeting coordinates after reading the report, furrowing his brow as he read over the specifications for the alien ships. The new arrivals didn’t interfere with plan at all, but if it came to open fighting they would surely be outnumbered. He chuckled, Aradites were always outnumbered and out-gunned but they have been victorious. ’Stick to the plan’ he thought to himself as he fought the urge to adapt to this new situation. “ All ships, ready to fire sir” the communications officer said “ BH-571 is standing by for corrections when needed” Admiral Kalai nodded and reviewed the targeting plan once again “ Right, Orbital Stations go first, we will fire our salvos and then move to a new position. Once the stations have been confirmed destroyed or disabled then we will begin targeting the ships. Just target our known enemies for now, leave the new contacts alone, we don’t know where their loyalties lie.”. The admiral walked to the star chart in the center of the bridge and began drawing up the movement orders. The fleet would move in a clockwise pattern as they fired, setting mines as they moved positions. This would serve two purposes: one, they would ambush any forces that followed them and two, this would mine some of the entrance points to the system. Any reinforcements called in might warp into a minefield or simply run into it while making a slow burn. “ Fire the first Salvo…” Admiral Kalai said flatly as he keyed a stopwatch, finishing the movement orders before sending them to the rest of the fleet. The ships lights dimmed slightly as the first magnetically accelerated torpedo shot off into space, followed by half of the ships. Ten seconds later the lights dimmed again as the second torpedo shot out as the rest of the ships followed suit before having to cool. “ Tubes one and two cooling sir” the weapons officer quipped before the navigation officer began moving the ship “ Moving to pre-confirmed bearing sir…”. Half of the fleet moved in unison as the second half fired their MATs, setting mines as they moved to follow the rest of their ships. They would continue this leapfrog until the orbital stations were destroyed or coming full circle.