"Lord General Williams Sir. My name is Commissar Brian Harper and I've been assigned to help you with your new assignment" the commissar said as he snapped to attention.
"At ease commissar. I take it you've read over the mission parameters?"
"Yes Sir, Lord General. And by the emperor this mission will be accomplished no matter how bad they are. I mean hey with your combat prowess and excellent leadership, and and and my perfect, flawless body and complexion, this task should be over by years end" the commissar said with a crisp tone of voice.
"I see... Anyway, the squad can't be that bad, I mean their Kasirkin commando's, some of Cadia's best. I take it that's our ship?" the Lord General said, gently stroking his large bushy mustache.
"No that's Commander Raynor's ship. Theirs our ship. Ain't she a beauty" Commissar Harper said as he straitened his back.
"That's, our ship?" the General questioned.
The view screen displayed a ship about 80 to 90 feet in length. It was an astounding two stories tall the main gun about half the size of a Leman Russ cannon. It had a rough green paint job and was no bigger then a transport shuttle.
"Uh..." the Generals voice trailed off.
"Prepare for docking to the U.S.S Goliath" the computer A.I said over the intercom.
"I'm sure the squad is dying to meet you General" Commissar Harper said.
"I got a bad feeling about this".