Final plans
At the Sluken High Command, a top level bureaucrat flicks through a stack of reports and addresses the war council, "It would seem that the spice has had a dramatic effect on the empire. For the first time the strategic value of our colonies surpasses that of the reptilians. Our planets now earn the same so can match their war-time spending on that front, but the good news is that our private sector has outstripped that of the Mortalen and we take much more in taxes."
A gruff general shakes his head, "But even after the battle of Yaga their military is still twice as powerful as ours. And the new ships are unlikely to have much energy left to fight in the core by the time they get there."
There is a collective snarl of agreement amongst the military personnel.
The gnarled old scientist once again raises his twisted hand and the large screen flickers to life. "The cruisers and troop transports were merely designed to get you to the core." After a short pause he looks at the screen. The shot is from space of the unmistakable insectoid ancestral home of Slukis 1. A massive ship slowly lumbers into the vision on the screen. Much bigger than any ship ever built - even by the ancients. It is the scale of a large spaceport but with banks of engines.
The scientist hisses, "This is the
Majestic Anarchy! Get this to a gas giant in the core that holds both Caslon and Hydrogen and your fuel issues will be over."
The general assembly rise from their positions to look closer at the screen. Another of the general staff says, "Troops are in stasis on many of the transports. Cruisers are leaving space-dock on a monthly basis. Now with this leviathan surely it is time to take the war to the core worlds."
A black-clad intelligence officer nods, "The time is indeed right - for a number of reasons. It is common knowledge that the core worlds are amongst the richest and most developed planets in the galaxy."
He continues, "In fact, the Mortalens control six of the top ten colonies. These will be your prime targets."
"The Uttithan worlds are rich ..."
"... but well defended. You would need all our available troops to take this system - and even then victory would not be assured. This is a collection point for Mortalen war ships."

"Two of the Dila System worlds are amongst the richest in the galaxy but this system has no fuel reserves ..."
"... but the planets are lightly defended and we estimate that if we can land troops on the ground we will still have reserves for other operations. This system must be the main objective!"


"The Ikkuro System has a strong garrison and would take three or four transports to conquer."

"The Mortaj System could be captured with three transports but this is another collection point for Mortalen destroyers and frigates."


"The Dimuphun System can be taken with two transports."

"In summary, the rich Dila System, containing the important home world of the Mortalens, must be the prime objective. Capture this System and their resolve will crumble. We estimate it will take five transports to achieve this. The Dimuphun System can also be considered a relatively safe target to capture. The other worlds may prove too costly in terms of troops."
The intelligence officer strolls before the assembly, "Which brings us to logistics. Fuel to be specific. Our original attack plans were drafter six years ago and the Romulus System was selected as the bridge-head for refuelling the ships."
"It was close to the rich Dila System but recently this has been reinforced and other planets colonised. We will lose some troops taking this system and the Mortalen mining operations would need to be destroyed before we can secure the resources. If we have no fuel when we arrive our fleets will not be able to easily secure this system. A lot has changed in six years!"
Another pause while the logistic situation is absorbed by the High Command. The intelligence officer continues, "This is why we have chosen another system to secure first." He points to the map, "Here. The Mortalu system."
"It contains a single desert world with minimal defences. One transport can easily take this."
"And both Caslon and Hydrogen are available on one of the un-mined gas giants." With that, the intelligence officer takes his seat again.
The gruff general rises, "One transport to secure the bridge-head. Five to secure the reptilian home world. Our transport fleet called
1st Wave has seven fully stocked transports!"
His voice gets louder, "Behind this we have another fleet of three transports nearly ready called
2nd Wave."
"Five of the new cruisers are ready for action to establish the initial beach-head."
He thumps a fist into the air and shouts, "Launch the fleets. The invasion of the core commences as of now!"