08-21-2013, 06:41 PM
September 1,817 A.S
I've just completed the advanced training at flight school,so now i have my starflier,a few credits,and courage to start a new life out there,<TXT MISSING> Made his ship transponder to Just.a.Person,which i assume is just for fun,i am starting up this Neural Net log to keep track of my adventures and i will use this until the end of my life,sounds ironic,doesn't it?
September 2,817 A.S
So i took my savings,said goodbye to my family and departed from Los Angeles,out for the stars,my dad encouraged me to join the navy,so i gave up about the freelancing idea and headed for West Point Military Academy,<TXT MISSING> Turned down my offer to follow suit and join the navy too,and instead headed to Manhattan to buy a rhino,he had more cash,so i guess it's fair enough.
I did the application,they said it'll be answered in three days,for some reasons i didn't join the primary fleet,mainly because i wanted a bit of freedom,so then i headed to Manhattan and reunited with my friend,he had got a rhino and a contract of some company to supply them with mining machinery,i don't remember the station's name,but it was in Kusari,probably in the New Tokyo system,heard it's all blue out there.
September 5,817 A.S.
I just got accepted! I jumped with joy when i heard i got accepted when i was standing in the officer's office,i got my brand new uniform,a lousy defender,and my first paycheck was a month away,this seemed so easy,i parted ways with my friend,said that we would meet now and then,but we can't stick together because we follow different paths,we said goodbye to each other on Manhattan and i went to Norfolk and joined up with my first patrol.
I hooked up with the defender patrol at Norfolk,they wren't veterans,they were cadets like me,but that didn't matter,we were going on some patrol from Norfolk to Manhattan without taking lanes,which seemed easy enough.
Oh my god,i didn't knew it was hard fighting criminals,we had two skirmishes near Fort Bush,both involved rogues,one of the defenders got damaged,but he repaired and we moved on,we stumbled into a firefight when we were up against 8 rogues! Luckily,there were 3 LPI ships in the area and they lend us a hand,it would be all grim if it wren't for the LPI.
So we landed on Manhattan for refueling,and launched again,this time we engaged with outcasts near Norfolk,when the patrol was near to a end,the fight was long,but wasn't tough.but it is enough for a little brag. We landed on Missouri and we got 5000 credit bonus,which was awesome,i used them in the cost of repairs and buying myself some glasses,and some brandy in the bar,which was good.
September 10,817 A.S
It's been five days since my last entry,I've been busy at the most,and it's been two hours since i got my promotion to officer,I've been busy in patrols in the last five days,i didn't die,but our patrol got shifted to another location,so it's new route was from West Point to Detroit,to battle the outcasts,all was good,until my ship suffered a fatal blow,which blew off it's engines and set the ship on fire,i could only fly at 25 km,and it took me 5 hours to get back to west point,where my ship finally broke down,it was rendered unusable,so i got a brand new executioner,fair enough.
I had also escorted <TXT MISSING> once,we separated once more at Kepler system,which was a lovely reunion,so now i have decided to put in logs once in a week,which i think is enough.
September 17, 817 A.S
So another week,another interesting thing to tell,on the first day,it was just a normal patrol,with small groups of criminals wanting a fight,the second day,we found a smuggler carrying Artifacts to Manhattan,we stopped it,fined it,made him drop the Artifacts.
On the third day we encountered increased pirate activity,on the fourth day,we were send on a first official strike mission,it involved destroying a rogue installation in the detroit debris field,it was a joint mission with another group of Havoc Mk II bombers,we encountered heavy resistance on our way there,but we managed to hold them off.
When we got close,we were greeted by a dozen rogues waiting for us,it was much of like a peek-a-boo by a shark before it devours it's victim,and the way the rogues were looking,it became very much the same.
We engaged,we fought,god,those rogues were tough,we had to call in reinforcements,we lost two executioners and one bomber,and the situation was very much looking like the end of us,but 5 guardians came and saved our lives,they sure were a veteran squad.
I've just completed the advanced training at flight school,so now i have my starflier,a few credits,and courage to start a new life out there,<TXT MISSING> Made his ship transponder to Just.a.Person,which i assume is just for fun,i am starting up this Neural Net log to keep track of my adventures and i will use this until the end of my life,sounds ironic,doesn't it?
September 2,817 A.S
So i took my savings,said goodbye to my family and departed from Los Angeles,out for the stars,my dad encouraged me to join the navy,so i gave up about the freelancing idea and headed for West Point Military Academy,<TXT MISSING> Turned down my offer to follow suit and join the navy too,and instead headed to Manhattan to buy a rhino,he had more cash,so i guess it's fair enough.
I did the application,they said it'll be answered in three days,for some reasons i didn't join the primary fleet,mainly because i wanted a bit of freedom,so then i headed to Manhattan and reunited with my friend,he had got a rhino and a contract of some company to supply them with mining machinery,i don't remember the station's name,but it was in Kusari,probably in the New Tokyo system,heard it's all blue out there.
September 5,817 A.S.
I just got accepted! I jumped with joy when i heard i got accepted when i was standing in the officer's office,i got my brand new uniform,a lousy defender,and my first paycheck was a month away,this seemed so easy,i parted ways with my friend,said that we would meet now and then,but we can't stick together because we follow different paths,we said goodbye to each other on Manhattan and i went to Norfolk and joined up with my first patrol.
I hooked up with the defender patrol at Norfolk,they wren't veterans,they were cadets like me,but that didn't matter,we were going on some patrol from Norfolk to Manhattan without taking lanes,which seemed easy enough.
Oh my god,i didn't knew it was hard fighting criminals,we had two skirmishes near Fort Bush,both involved rogues,one of the defenders got damaged,but he repaired and we moved on,we stumbled into a firefight when we were up against 8 rogues! Luckily,there were 3 LPI ships in the area and they lend us a hand,it would be all grim if it wren't for the LPI.
So we landed on Manhattan for refueling,and launched again,this time we engaged with outcasts near Norfolk,when the patrol was near to a end,the fight was long,but wasn't tough.but it is enough for a little brag. We landed on Missouri and we got 5000 credit bonus,which was awesome,i used them in the cost of repairs and buying myself some glasses,and some brandy in the bar,which was good.
September 10,817 A.S
It's been five days since my last entry,I've been busy at the most,and it's been two hours since i got my promotion to officer,I've been busy in patrols in the last five days,i didn't die,but our patrol got shifted to another location,so it's new route was from West Point to Detroit,to battle the outcasts,all was good,until my ship suffered a fatal blow,which blew off it's engines and set the ship on fire,i could only fly at 25 km,and it took me 5 hours to get back to west point,where my ship finally broke down,it was rendered unusable,so i got a brand new executioner,fair enough.
I had also escorted <TXT MISSING> once,we separated once more at Kepler system,which was a lovely reunion,so now i have decided to put in logs once in a week,which i think is enough.
September 17, 817 A.S
So another week,another interesting thing to tell,on the first day,it was just a normal patrol,with small groups of criminals wanting a fight,the second day,we found a smuggler carrying Artifacts to Manhattan,we stopped it,fined it,made him drop the Artifacts.
On the third day we encountered increased pirate activity,on the fourth day,we were send on a first official strike mission,it involved destroying a rogue installation in the detroit debris field,it was a joint mission with another group of Havoc Mk II bombers,we encountered heavy resistance on our way there,but we managed to hold them off.
When we got close,we were greeted by a dozen rogues waiting for us,it was much of like a peek-a-boo by a shark before it devours it's victim,and the way the rogues were looking,it became very much the same.
We engaged,we fought,god,those rogues were tough,we had to call in reinforcements,we lost two executioners and one bomber,and the situation was very much looking like the end of us,but 5 guardians came and saved our lives,they sure were a veteran squad.