After weathering the deaths of their crewmates, the Red Shirts who survived hurtling to Arkonia 89 in torpedo casings have rendezvoused with Lieutenant Cromarty in his underground base. Their mission: to bed down and wait for enemy spies to take the bait theyve laid in a data disk at the base of a subspace antenna. But little do the Federation officers know, they arent the only ones looking for unsuspecting prey