Book of the Guardian 3: The Last Mission by Ben Winston

Haven is laid in. We're just waiting for our sister ships, and we'll be on our way," Dione replied. "Can you tell us what's going on, General?"
    "Sure, a Tammerain task force just dropped out of hyper at Haven, and we're going to go kick their asses," John said with a slight smile.
    "Four Destroyers against a task force?" the woman asked.
    "Well, you have four Guardians too," John replied grinning.
    "More than enough then!" the XO replied laughing, which caused the Captain to laugh as well.
    "John? You on the Hades yet?" Mark called.
    "Excuse me a moment, Captain," John said and put his hand to his ear to let everyone know that he was on the Comm.
    "Yes I am Mark, but I don't think the others are ready yet." John replied.
    "Won't matter very much, have Captain Stilts head out, I need you there ASAP. Those fuckers are twenty minutes from orbit of Haven," Mark said.
    Turning back to the Captain, John said. "Captain, head out now. We can't wait for the others. Fast as possible if you please."
    The woman nodded to him and turned back to her bridge crew and started giving orders. The XO pointed John to a chair with straps, as he took his own station.
    John sat down and strapped in. "We're on our way, care to tell me what kind of help we're going to have? This seems like a good crew, and I don't want to lose them."
    "I've managed to redirect the Fourth Russian Task force to Haven for you. They should arrive within ten minutes of you. They'll be coming in on the far side of the system from you. However, they are equipped with the new missiles. Feel free to terrify the enemy all you want. Uh, John..." Mark said.
    "Yeah?" John asked.
    "They have violated our space. None of them leave. Understand?"
    John sighed. "Yes Sire. None will."
    "Thanks, keep me in the loop. Contact Commodore Rostov for the missiles," Mark replied.
    "Mark, who named the fleet? There hasn't been a 'Russia' in five thousand years," John asked.
    "Heh, I did, actually. I named them all after different countries from old earth."
    John chuckled. "So what is the name of the Capitol guardian fleet?"
    "The First North American Guards, or first NAG for short. I thought it would be fitting considering they'll tell me when to get the hell off the planet," Mark replied.
    John laughed at the name. "It's a good name. I need to go calm the Captain a little, I told her we were going to kick ass on a task force, and she paled a little. I'm going to talk to her and see what she thinks of my strategy."
    "What is your strategy?" Mark asked.
    "Muerte invisible" John replied in an old Earth language. "Invisible Death,"
    He could hear the grin in Mark's reply. "I get it! Sounds like a good plan to me, just try to keep them from attacking that planet."
    "Well, if they do try to hail the planet, make sure it gets piped through to me. Maybe I can keep them talking until we get there," John said.
    "Okay, go talk to the Captain so she doesn't get her knickers in a knot. I'm sure she'll love your idea!" Mark said as he closed the connection.
    John looked over at the Captain. "Captain, do we have time for a talk?"

Chapter 30 Moon Day (Eighth Day)
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    J ohn had time during the trip to brief the other guardians as well as put in a call to the Commodore. Everything was in place to give the Tammerain fleet a warm reception to the Kingdom. The fleet itself didn't try to contact anyone, they settled into orbit of the planet, and began intensive scans of the surface, it was very obvious they were looking for something.
    Twenty minutes from arrival, the being in charge of the fleet finally hailed the nervous colony. As per their instructions, they set up a subspace link to route the call to John.
    After making sure there was nothing behind him to betray his location, John opened the channel, and bowed. "Greetings Fleet Commander, you are orbiting a planet that is mine to defend. I seek knowledge of your intentions?"
    The large being just sat for a moment and stared at John.