I am supposed to introduce myself here...? All right. My name is George Bates, fresh meat from the West Point Military Academy... first grade pilot. Upon graduation, I have received a Defender HF, and I've been placed under Captain Jones' patrol, under the Beta 6 designation. So far so good, I've done my part of patrolling, and keeping our great nation safe from piracy, and internal conflicts.
That has changed. New threats appeared, in the form of Rheinland, and on my current rank, I am bound to the outskirts of Planet Denver, to fight off Xenos. "Liberty Navy needs you!" - I want to be on the front lines. Well, I am applying here with the high hopes of a promotion, a better equipped ship ready to give the Rheinlanders hell. After all, it's God's job to forgive the Chancellor, but it's our job to arrange the meeting. :D
With high hopes and thinking to do what's good, I am penning this letter believing I will be accepted (and promoted) to serve Liberty's interests and freedom in the face of our enemies.