#7, by Carnifex

Admiral Cravic's office on the Sequoia was quiet which was disturbed only by the noises of those passing by outside. He leant back into his chair with his leg, no longer in the treatment splint, resting on top of his desk. In his hand he held his computer pad and tapped at the screen, his face growing stern.
Although the attack on the Chugoku Gate Construction Site had been expected Liberty had had no knowledge of when it would come and were unable to send support ships in advance. Luckily Bretonia had formed a good inteligence network within Kusari and had had time to slip some re-enforcements through the border worlds. So although the remote DSE base was safe for now it was only a fanciful option for a foot-hold inside Kusari space. There was no way supply lines could be formed through the heart of Kusari, going through Alaska would be too costly and Nuremburg made the trip a very long one, all for a small and poorly defended base all be it behind enemy lines.
"If it comes to it," he thought to himself, "We will have to scuttle the base and the gate and remove as much usefull technology as possible."
Just then a red light flashed on above the door and an acompanying klaxon pierced the quiet. Another Navel Forces attack had been launched against the Sequoia. The Admiral Lifted his leg off the desk slowly and set it down on the ground with care. There wasn't much pain but it was still stiff and stuborn. Raising himself out of his chair he made his way to the bridge. "It's about time we took the fight to the enemy, one way or the other," he grumbled to himself.