As the squadron cleared the moorings and set for the sea Captain Tulp looked to the bridge. Not that long ago he was looking at the wall of his office at Operations and now...now he was Captain, even more then that, he was commanding his own, albeit small, fleet. Then turning to his second in command Le Grave: "Lt. Commander, bring the word to the rest of the Group, load all weapon systems with dummies except for the main guns, I don't want to get flashbacks to Viking Raid, 20 knots until we reach the islands, then slow down to 10 knots as we go inbetween them, we don't want to run aground do we? Oh and add that we have to stay in our own territorial waters. Keep searching for 'enemy combattants' and once we reach the islands choppers in the air." Tulp had seen to it that the helicopters were the best availeble before they set sail. "After that message send a coded message to the Atlantic Patroll Fleet South and ask them for their position. Thank you."