Action Stations! (TubboxRanboo)

Plan

Ranboo ran down the hallway, not going anywhere in particular. When he was feeling upset, he would always do work or something else to distract himself from the emotion.

He stopped and leaned against the wall, panting.

What can I do to distract myself? Uhhhhh. 

Plan the strike on Wilbur's fleet! YES!

Ranboo smiled as he thought of a good way to distract himself.

"You good?" Foolish appeared at Ranboo's side, visibly concerned.

"Oh perfect! I was just looking for you," Ranboo said happily, ignoring Foolish's question.

"I need you to personally deliver the data on the exploit in the Farrgut Battlecruisers to High Command and Core immediately. Your ship is in the hangar. Oh, and thanks for coming," Ranboo said.

"Y-yeah but I-" Foolish started but the commander was already gone.

Ranboo sprinted to the war room and grabbed a bunch of charts and lists. He turned to the specialist that was sitting there.

"I want a complete list of every single asset in the fleet on my desk in one hour," Ranboo ordered before running out of the room.

Ranboo sprinted down the halls and kicked the door to his room open. He plopped down on his chair and spun twice. Powering on his computer and opening the pictures from the recon mission, Ranboo began to study Wilbur's fleet.

Ranboo identified four shapes as being Donnager-Class Frigates. Armed to the teeth, but weakly armored, these frigates had a reputation of being glass cannons.

Turning to the next picture, Ranboo saw a larger ship with a massive turret on the ventral side. Ranboo immediately matched the defining feature to a ship on his paper that had blueprints of warships on it. The ship was an Osiris-Class Cruiser whose only real threat to the Enderman was its massive battery.

In the background, Ranboo could see a Drake-Class Carrier.

That thing was almost defenseless with only two point defense cannons. That would be an easy target to neutralize.

Ranboo turned to the last picture from the recon mission and dropped his pen.

The picture showed two massive entities littered with guns. 123 inch, 100 inch, and 50 inch guns were all over the hull with two massive 200-inch guns in a fixed position at the bow of the ships.

"Shit!" Ranboo said.

These were two Olympic-Class Dreadnoughts. 

They were built during the colonial war to be the best at everything. They were still the largest warships ever built. Standing at a massive 4,397 meters long, the ship could launch salvos of nukes while destroying everything in its path with its big guns.

In addition to that, the dreadnoughts had the best armor ever seen on a warship. You would need a modern destroyer to launch every single missile, nuke, torpedo, and bullet in its arsenal at it for it to be disabled.

Ranboo sighed and shut down his computer.

If he wanted to stop Wilbur then he was going to have to find another way.

Ranboo was a good tactician but this scenario was beyond his experience.

Who has experience? Who can I talk to? Are there any veterans on this ship?

Suddenly, Ranboo had an idea. He jumped to the phone and called Foolish.

"Yeah? I'm on my way to high command like you asked Strykie," Foolish said lazily.