They were ALL nuclear armed and prepared for anything. This especially worried Andrew. He worked as an engineer for a government missile launch station. He was almost certain all out nuclear war would happen eventually. It was just a matter of when. So, that was the plan. Steal the craft and fly off to this planet. It seemed so easy. But it certainly couldn't be that easy. They still needed some time to prepare further. They needed time. "Dad? What is this place we are going to?" he said quietly. Andrew smirked. "What's it called, dad?" "It's called Earth."