Hundreds of battleship await anxiously for the appearance of the enemy fleet. Men stand rigid on their posts. Much are tremblig; some are praying, some are sweating, thought the temperature inside the ship is far below zero. Others are vomiting.
Space is spreading blackness through the windows while in the distance the ship roaring gears are softly heard.
The hight command estimates that 90% of men and ships will be destroyed, even if victory is achieved.
Suddenly, with a lighting stroke that illuminates the whole fleet, the aliens appear. Men strongly grab their controls... and the battle begins.
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