"I joined near the middle of the Nomad War.. For history's sake, consider it around where Trent ended up meeting Kress. I had been recruited by an agent on Los Angeles. It was after the death of my father, Thomas Hunter. No clue what killed him until that man told me."
Jeremy stopped drumming his fingers.
"I kissed my little sister goodbye and left. It took forever to reach Toledo, but we did. I was originally just another pilot, but I had an aptitude for building friendships. I was given the rank of Captain and lead two wings of fighters, mostly for keeping Toledo safe. The farthest I got out was a strike on a wing of infected Rheinland ships in Omega-3. It was part of the detachment sent to get Trent. After that we returned to Toledo. It was quiet, until Trent and Ozu assaulted Heaven's Gate."
Jeremy took a swig.
"From there, it was loud. Nomads assaulted us at least once a day. But it was only a few. We lost one or two pilots a week. But that was nothing compared to what happened when Trent and Von Claussen returned on the Osiris..."
He sighed.
"They cam in droves. We were barely holding them back. It only got worse. As the eggheads got the Artifact running, Marduk Guardians, the Nomad's battleship, arrived. We followed Trent in assaulting them, taking down two finally. But it wasn't enough. Colon Trent and Colonel Zane were recalled to Toledo. We held off for as long as we could as they evacuated personell to the Osiris. Me and the remainder of my wing were ordered to break off. We lost two more doing that. Me, my wingwoman Rebecca, and another pilot, Lieutenant Akrich, managed to make it to the Osiris. In the end, we had around twenty ships. Ten Anubis fighters, Trent, Juni, King, Von Claussen's fighters. Maybe a few more. Four Dromedarys. The Osiris and the Dromedarys were sent to the location of the Alaska Jumo Hole to cause a diversion. Wish we had the gorram Clydesdale Brigade there.
"Anyways, I was Alpha 2, Rebecca Beta 2. She was on Juni's wing, I on Trent's. Our job was to cover Trent and his artifact.."
Jeremy chuckled.
"Wasn't easy. We met resistance immediately. Nomads...we did what the Chief did; we shot our way out, just to mix things up a little. The fourteen or so of us managed to make it to Omicron Major...our only saving grace was thier battleships weren't nearbye. To this day I don't know why. We fought our way to the Dyson Sphere, where Trent, Juni, King, Orillion, and Von Claussen entered. The rest of us hung back to cause a diversion. We lost Alpha Three, Beta Three, and Gamma Two before Trent activated the artifact. We lost half our wing, all the Dromedarys...it was a costly victory."
Jeremy fished an object from his pocketland slid it over. It was a patch with the Eye of Horus.
"An orginal patch from the Order's fighter wing. I even got the Anubis."
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