Sky Admiral Rogers says: I've been ordered back to the main battlegroup to provide carrier escort. The full might of the Alliance navy will arrive in two months' time.
Admiral Taylor says: What am I suppose to do until then? I've got no men! We don't know where the Horde are, or how many we're dealing with!
Sky Admiral Rogers says: Put on your big boy pants, Taylor. I will leave the SI:7 officers with you. I suggest a scouting mission.
Sky Admiral Rogers says: Maybe you can recruit some of the locals. I'll leave the situation here in your capable hands.
To make it worse, this is the original order he gave:
"By order of King Wrynn, this land is to be scoured in all haste until the White Pawn is found and returned to safety. No expense is to be spared in this effort, including - if necessary - the blood of any subjects who find themselves serving in this foreign land. The families of any such heroes lost in this noble endeavor will be well cared for, and the one who secures the asset may name his reward."
I can only imagine how the meeting on her return went.
Rogers: Sir, I'm back with the entire Alliance military force you sent looking for your son!
Wrynn: You found him!
Rogers: No, sir, but we found tons of horde.
Wrynn: But my son...
Rogers: Don't worry sir, I left 6 people to look for him!