This is the new normal at the Fleetfoot Interstellar Freight Company.
Instead of running cargo between the stars, Captain Drexler Fleetfoot is making plans to fight the Reptilian Invasion fleet. That seems like the best idea to keep the Trade Union from throwing him in prison for starting a war. He thinks he must be crazy, but that does not stop him from cobbling together a resistance force from a cloud of refugee spacecraft.
To hedge his bets, he promised to help the powerful Winged Insectoid General lead her Hive and an army of Arachnids on a mission to save her planet. Drexler has no idea why the General believes he is her solution. The Captain does not care. She has the only real warship around. Or does she?
The Fleetfoot I, with it’s snarky AI computer named Reggie, is holding some secrets that just might help. The only problem is that Reggie doesn’t know what those might be.
Good luck, Captain. You’re going to need it.