Takatch begun to work on his console, dark scanning the ship for weaknesses. Operator Causis picked up where Takatch left off. "The other two ships are Battle ships, Military type Epsilon. No plasma weapons. The last ship is a First class space liner." he paused a moment. "Its got no real weapons, but it looks like its a Royal transport." The transports were easily distinguishable form other ships with their red and purple tribal designs across the belly and sides of the ship. The other ships had similar designs.<br/><br/>Takatch leaned back from his chair looking defeated. "So far I've calculated that it would take around fore straight volleys from every ship to cut through its armor plating and get to the nearest plasma conduit, And that's assuming all missiles get through its Point Defense Field."<br/><br/>Adjutant Maranda reported "All ships are at the ready sir." She started to walk from the front part of the bridge were her stand down console was to the back of the bridge where a large table was, she turned it on and a holographic projection of the debris field popped.<br/><br/>The radio signals were squelched suddenly. They switched to Beam transmitions to avoid eaves droppers. It was a safety measure the military very commonly used to discourage ambushes while passing through a large Field of anything.