The GFFA fleet had meet up around a planet codenamed MP46946377. Garik gazed a sad eye on the remaining ships. Some still had pieces of rock stuck in the hull. The Mon Mothma carried many burn marks on the places where the plasma had pentrated the shields. The larger ships were already deploying repair shuttles to fix the hulls and salvage some ships who were beyond repair. "What are our loses?" asked Garik "We lost many support crafts, about 60% of our fighter squadrons and many ships need serious repairs." Garik sighed. Another battle lost, it would soon come to a point where the GFFA would not be able to repair its ships. "Sir! Incoming transmission from Admiral Evahe." "I shall take it in my office." Gari left the bridge as medics entered to look after the injured. He entered the little office he used which was right next to the bridge. The hologram appeared in the middle of the room. "It seems Admiral that we lost again." "I fear we did Garik but I also think its time we evened the odds." "I am to understand this would inply a visit to the Gorath system?" answered Garik with a smile. "You got it. Remember go alone and avoid being followed." The communication ended Garik poured himself some corellian Brandy. Half an hour later Garik's Black Shuttle took of and disappeared into Hyperspace. Once he arrived in Gorath he was taken to see the Advances on the repairs. Garik was welcomed by Mazoc. "Hello General!" said the commander with his usual enthusiasm. "How was your trip? Has the shuttle performed well?" "Very well Commander. Have you got anything new to anounce?" "Yes Sir. The repairs are nearly complete. We have heavily reinforced the superlaser's shields to avoid anymore "accidents" and we have finished the developpement of a millitary version of your shuttle we are going to load three squadrons on board the Genesis. The repairs should be finished within 2 days. In mean time you are welcome to stay!"