Chief Tactical Officers Log
We have successfully driven of the Son'a invaders, thanks to the thinking of our commanding officer. We've suffered little loss, three injured and one death, but as of now Commander Jeffries has come up missing.
The Hood is once again in our hands, thanks to Commander Pol, Ensign Parker and the Hood's Captain. Gratefully they are safe, a little shook up but safe. I've requested more advance weapon systems for the station, because our defenses are not exactly the most advanced in the Federation. It's hard to believe that this area of space has remained in the Federation for nearly 40 years and is basically unexplored.
I've also objected to the colonist heading out, mainly because they lack the proper escort to their destination. However it is not my place to question what StarFleet wants to do.
End Personal Log.
Call sat at his post and went over a few reports when his attention was drawn else where. "Lieutenant Call. There is a StarFleet command shuttle entering the Briar Patch."
"On screen," Call ordered.
Crewman Murphy put the shuttle on the screen.
[Supply Base 901 this is Shuttle Chimera requesting permission to dock. I have Admiral McCaffee a board.]
"Chimera, this is Supply Base 901. You have permission to dock at pylon 3. However be careful in the Briar Patch."
[Thanks for the warning 901, Chimera out.]
"Lt. Call. The Chimera has entered the Briar Patch."
Call then tapped his combadge. "Commander Pol this is Lieutenant Call. There is an Admiral McCaffee, on his way."
[All right. Make for the Normal arrangements for an Admiral.]
"Aye Sir."
[Oh and Lieutenant. You may want to call the Admiral 'she', Pol out.]
"Aye sir."
Call then went to work and asked himself why an Admiral would coming out here. How could they react to the Commander's report so fast..