It would be really nice to believe what he said, she just didn't have any optimism to spare about it. She sighed through her nose and looked at the pilots to start barking orders. "Get me to the damn carrier, and give me the biggest rifle on the chopper. Get him to the fight ASAP," she announced and pressed her comms. "I want status reports from every section and some happy fucking news just to spice things up." The holoscreen obediently came up and started patching the ugly story together before her eyes.