As the Allied fleet began their journey to take on the Wraith, they carefully planned out their targets and strategies. General O'Neill and Commander Sheppard sat in the command center of the flagship, going over the detailed plans of attack.
"Alright, we need to divide and conquer," O'Neill said, looking at the holographic map projected in front of them. "We know the Wraith have multiple strongholds and hives scattered throughout the galaxy. Our goal is to hit each of these targets simultaneously, taking out their fleet and troops as we go."
Sheppard nodded in agreement. "Agreed. We'll need to coordinate with all our allies to make sure each fleet hits their designated targets at the same time. We can't afford to let them reinforce each other."
O'Neill pointed to a cluster of planets on the map. "Here is where we will hit the first stronghold. It's heavily fortified, so we'll need to take out their ground troops and weaken their defenses before we can bring in the big guns."
Sheppard added, "We'll have to send in some scout ships to gather intelligence and assess the situation. Once we have a better idea of their defenses, we can plan a more targeted attack."
The two commanders spent hours going over the battle plans, discussing tactics and contingencies. As they talked, the rest of the fleet was busy preparing for the fight ahead. Ships were loaded with troops and supplies, and weapons were checked and rechecked.
Finally, the day of the attack arrived. The Allied fleet made their way to the first stronghold, and the battle began. As soon as they entered the Wraith's territory, they were met with fierce resistance. The Wraith ships were powerful and fast, and their troops were skilled fighters.
The Allied fleet fought back with everything they had, using advanced weapons and tactics learned from their battles with the Wraith over the years.
to be continued