"We are all clear for take off captain... all ships are ready for warp."
"Then set course for Loch Ness star."
"Yes, captain.... course all laid in."
"Maximum warp."
"Yes, captain."
Three warships hovering among the stars vanished into deep space.
Inside the briefing room, two elite squads were sitting around the table, and others were connected through Sheba as they were in other warships or at Capital Star military headquarters.
From the discussions, people didn't seem to be in agreement. The generals scattered all over the Federation were also in discord. Some of them didn't think it was worth sending this many teams to Loch Ness Star. They thought it was reckless and unnecessary.