We were fighting on the wrong side of a war we couldn't win. And that was the good news. The Ruhar hit us on Columbus Day. There we were, innocently drifting along the cosmos on our little blue marble, like the native Americans in 1492. Over the horizon come ships of a technologically advanced, aggressive culture, and BAM! There go the good old days, when humans only got killed by each other. So, Columbus Day. It fits. When the morning sky twinkled again, this time with Kristang starships jumping in to hammer the Ruhar, we thought we were saved.

On December 7, 1941, the United States was thrust into the largest global conflict of all time. From adversity rose a generation of heroes both at home and abroad whose courage, valor and sacrifice would restore a world gone mad! Yet not all of WWII’s heroes were flesh and blood… they were also made of steel and forged in the fire of combat.

Enemy raiders are bombing Britain's cities relentlessly. Casualties are high and morale is at an all-time low. Jox McNabb and the rest of No.111 Squadron train to become night fighters to take on the raiders inflicting such carnage on Britain's cities. But then tragedy strikes and Jox is devastated by the loss of those close to him.

In August 1939, Duncan Morant, the only son and heir of the second Lord Eversham, is enjoying life as a man-about-town, skippering his racing schooner Kristin. But Duncan is also a sub-lieutenant in the Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve, and as the war clouds gather, he is called up.

December 7, 1941 - America is attacked by the Japanese and dragged into a worldwide struggle for power unlike anything ever seen on Earth. While the United States and the Navy reel from the devastation of Pearl Harbor, the Nazis begin a brutal campaign within sight of the shores of the nation. U-boats prowl the American coast from Maine to the Gulf of Mexico, sinking shipping seemingly unopposed!