I smartly presented Captain in his Dress Uniform sat in the Recruitment Office, awaiting to be seen by the Recruitment Senior Officer..
'Captain Tavington!' Shouted the Senior Officer,
Stood quickly and sharply to attention, with a quick inhale of air shouts proudly
'SIR!'
The Captain marches in to the Office, snaps his feet together and salutes.
The Recruitment officer braces to attention, thanking Tavington for his respectful gesture, 'Right then Captain, give me your Credentials..'
Captain Tavington nods once and hands his papers to him, the Senior Officer begins reading..
'Captain William Tavington, 30 years old, born on New London..
Previously a Troop Commander for the 2nd Regiment Royal Marines,
Assigned to the Liberty Navy, Secondary Fleet Core to Co-lead with Captain Howard aboard the LNS-Spirit.of.Fire. As per special assignment from the Senior Flight Officer of Richmond Military Academy..'
The Recruitment Officer raises his eyebrow in interest..
'Tavington, how is it you we're trained by the Liberty Navy?'
Tavington replies..
'Sir my parents had moved to Liberty, I decided to stay in Bretonia and joined the Marines when I was of age. Apon completing my training and after a 8 year posting as Troop Commander within 2nd Regiment Royal Marines, I was transfered along with my unit to Richmond, as part of a Military Exchange program. This was to build relations between Bretonian and Libertonian Forces. Giving both sides oppertunity to learn Tactics, command and pilot vessels of one anothers respective Houses. It was a 2 year long exchange, full of interesting and educational classes. During the 2 years I had spent in Libertys' Richmond Military Academy, I became fully qualified in the use of Fighters, Gunboats, Cruisers and Heavy Capital Vessels. As well as full Tactical training for specific use with all of the afore mentioned. Was very much different to ground tactics used within the Regiment, entirely different style of units. At the end of the program, I had recieved several certifications, all of which were distinction grade; that show my qualifying for the use of all and any ship class. I would very much like to command a Capital Vessel within the Primary Fleet sir, it's what I was born for.. '
The Senior Officer seems intrigued by what he is hearing..
'Well Tavington, we will be in touch'
The Captain stands up to attention and salutes the Officer..
. Charles Williams and Joshua James Belik, the files which have been filed out are in order and you have passed the tests.
Until we can complete the recruitment I'll be needing your S.K.Y.P.3 Details sent to me.
Welcome ensigns.
. William Tavington, your request to join the Armed Forces is being reviewed.
In the meantime sign the documents that have been sent to you.
Name of Vessel : HMS-Striker
Class : Bretonia "Dunkirk"-class Battleship
Purpose : Defending Bretonia against the ongoing war with Gallia and serving it's queen with all his abilities.
Captain of the Vessel : Charles Costis
5.K.Y.P.3 Protocols : keksdose112xd
Build date of the Ship : 819 A.S.
Background Story of Charles C. :
He was born in the early 718 A.S. on Planet Leeds. Since 818 A.S. he lost his family from those Gallic attacks, he survived and flee'd to Planet New London. After he heard that the Gallics killed all his family, he knew his life's purpose : Defending Queen's Land against the ongoing war. So he moved in the middle of 818 A.S. to Southampton Shipyard where he helped to build the new Warships of the Kingdom Bretonia but too much Ships got produced and too less captains were available as much of them were on theyre own ships and fighted in Leeds. So they choose Charles Costis to Command the HMS Striker. As he were on the Military school in Leeds for about 4 Years and have made his exams in Tactics and Strategy succesfully. Now he is fighting. And hopefully this willnot be his last day.
"Um...excuse me, sir, but is this the place to apply for the BAF?"
"Yes, it is. where is your application form?"
man scuffles around his pockets, but finds it and hands it in.
Name: James Peterson
age :24
purpose of signing up : I recieved my drafting letter yesterday, and after reading it, I felt it was my duty to protect my homeland from the Gallics
S,K.Y.P.3 protocols :narrajayanth1212
building date of vessel: not yet built, depends upon being recruited.
background:
born in Planet Cambridge in 797 a.s., James was the son of a proffesor in Cambridge university, Professor Arthur Peterson, and his wife Aurora Peterson. Growing up in a comfortable lifestyle, James was very studious, but combat related subjects interested him most. Every evening, he would take a Detroit Learners shotgun and head for the local gun range.
Having grown up in a disciplined and gentle society, he also exhibited those qualities. After completing his studies, he began to look for work. that was day before yesterday.
Reaching New London, he had seen some of the recruitment posters. He had been hired by the IMG to escort a group of miners upto aHolman outpost and returned. he was issued IMG papers temporarily. He did not understand. why would he need those papers?
taking a jump hole route, His convoy sped towards Planet leeds, now totally d3stroyed. James was shock3d. to add to his surprise, a bretonian civilian ship arrived, and was hunted down lik3 a dog. He was angered and depressed. but the drafting lettet saved him. He decided to give his life fighting for the nation
I get up in the morning and go to the recruitment center. I'm very excited. The admiral is calling me: "Paul Hukara come in." I go in. " Then he begins to ask me some questions that I answer. Admiral: "Why do you want to be recruited?" I answer it: "My brother was killed in an incident of the Molly's dismembered and then I want to prevent something in the future." Admiral: "Ok well I can understand it but I must still ask you some questions."
"How old are you?"
"21"
"Place of residence and place of birth?"
"New London City and i was born in London."
"Family Members?"
"Yes, a mother and a father?"
"Flight skills?"
"Well sir, I was allowed to make my flight test on a salvaged scrapped Bretonian bomber. It was hard but now i can fly this bomber very good."
"Combat skills?"
"I have only the basic combat skills. But i want to improve my skills in the army. "
Admiral "Ahh okay thats not the problem. In the army you learn to fight and be a good Pilot."
"Thank you Sir, they have taken the time. I wish you a great day."
I step out and I am obviously relieved that it went so well.
Describe briefly your reasons for joining:
Well, I have some basic combat experience on the simulators, and then I turned to an escort fighter for Gateway to fly. The pay was pretty bad and we were constantly attacked by pirates and Molly fighting groups and my colleagues had not enough fight experience so i turned to the army.I have withnessed one of your battles, which I saw really amazing and tactical. I forgot to write my ship,my ship is a Civilian Shuttle. My ship's current name is Hukara. Well now I'm here first I want to thank you for taking the time to read this. I look forward to a response.
The recruitment officer on duty was nearly finishing the paperwork for the day when another knock came from the door. "Come in" he said with a sigh.
The man opened the door and started walking to the officer's desk. 'Great. Another wet behind the ears civilian.' the officer mused. "Interested in joining the BAF, civilian?"
"Yes sir!" the man replied.
"Well, here's the form, please fill it in and hand it back to me when completed."
The man took the clipboard and headed to the only other chair in the room to start filling it in.
Name: Tom Freez
Age: 20
Birthplace: New London
Ship: Civilian Shuttle
Combat experience: Good
Flight Skills: Good
Describe Briefly your reasons for joining:
My parents were both BMM employees and made a living working on Stokes Mining Station, enough to give me a decent education on Leeds. I was studying engineering, but before I could finish my degree those Kusari dogs invaded. Both my parents were onboard Stokes when they arrived, and were killed in the takeover.
I was horrified that those Kusari would be so brutal, my parents were civilians! I decided to pool my remaining money and buy whatever ship I could (alas, it was a Starflier) and flew myself and some friends to planet Erie, Pennsylvania system, because we'd heard that they were very friendly to refugees there.
After getting there, I realized that my hate for Kusari was still very much alive, and I needed to get it out. I traded a bit, mined a bit, and finally made enough money to buy myself a decent a new shuttle. I came back in my new Civilian Shuttle, but realized that freelancing against an entire Navy was suicide, and saw that the BAF was my best choice for avenging my parents and pushing the Kusari back out of my home.
Tom stood up and handed the clipboard to the officer. "Here it is, Sir."
"Thanks" the officer replied, taking the information and looking it over. "Alright, then this looks in order" the officer said, scribbling some notes on the form. "Have a good day, we'll let you know if you're accepted."
A bomber you say, Mister Paul Hakura? Exactly what we need! We would like to recruit you, but please understand that you must meet some standards first. You will receive an additional questionnaire soon.
The "news" might not have reached Pennsilvania yet, Mister Tom Freez, but the war with Kusari has ended three years ago. We now have, however, an even fiercer, greater, and with that even savager foe taking what is rightfully ours - Gallia. Frankly, the situation isn't good at all, and that's why we need more soldiers. But please understand that they must meet some standards, so we'll have to send you some additional questions in a few moments.
PS: You don't appear to have a mailbox, Mister Daniel Walls, so I can't send you the questions. Would you, perhaps, like to meet me or some of my assistants in space, since we can't recruit you without those questions answered?
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