It was a Tuesday in 2290, and at the edge of the Sol system, the Qarlon fleet emerged from hyperspace with a soft squelch. Earth's forces had been scrambled hours earlier and were waiting to intercept the armada. Some notice is better than no notice; the humans were outgunned, but not going down without a fight. A conventional enemy would have been easier to handle strategically - but how do you fight someone whose goal is to destroy themselves along with you?
OMG.
Bravo!!