They Had to work fast. For months Space Corps Intelligence has been picking up disturbing hints of something big going on with Winnower High Command. Constant talks about a device, or something that would change the tide of the war. The Higher ups believed it was a weapon that had unprecedented Power, but at this point it was all speculation as the Winnower were being very secretive about what it was, and that was very disturbing. A "Small" Fleet of 40 ships was assigned to penetrate deep into Winnower territory and discover what this "Secret" was, and if necessary either capture or destroy it, and any facilities that appear capable of producing such a weapon. The Force was centered a large carrier where the Admiral of the fleet commanded his fleet of Crusiers, battleships, landing ships. It was hoped that this force would be small enough to slip beneath the Winnower early detection sensors. Months of planning, and preparations led up to this moment.<br/><br/>"Admiral, 'we'll be exiting Hyperspace in 30 seconds." A Helm tech informed the Admiral of the Fleet. "Very good. See to it all personnel are at their battlestations. We don't know what we're going to be flying into, and I want to be prepared." the Admiral barked. All through the fleet, the trained members of the Space Corps rushed to their designated battle stations. Fighters were prepped, and set on elevators to be raised up the moment they exit hyperspace should the Need arise. Massive Turrets, and cannons were manned as their capacitors hummed to life with growing charges.<br/><br/>However, the grim reality of war was "Shit Happens". As the Space Corps Fleet exited their Hyperspace, they did so right in front of a large Winnower Fleet on its way to the front lines. A fleet of only 40 ships now has to face a fleet of over 300 Hundred. Seconds ticked by like eons as the two fleets looked at each other. As if both sides were trying to figure out if what just happened, happened. It would be the Winnower to strike first as they unleashed their weapons upon the invading. "Get out out of here!" The Admiral demanded. "Sir, It'll take 5 Minutes for the Hyperdrive to charge up again." The Helm replied. "Shit! Launch all forces. We have to hold out until the Hyperdrive can charge!" The Admiral commanded.<br/><br/>Objective: Hold out until the Hyperdrive can come back online.