after getting in trouble with the boss, i hightailed it back to Erie, and refitted myself with the patriot...don't ask.
anyways, after that, i ran some patrols with fellow officers John Goodman, Jim Markey and none other than the Chief himself, Matt Myers! i must say, it was a real honor flying by his side.
first, we patrolled the texas systems trade lanes, nothing was going on there, so we made our way back to new york, where we met back at manhattan. afterwords, me and another officer flew patrols through the new york tradelanes, when we get reports of Hackers. we went in pursuit, and we got the orders to stand down, and let the chief take care of them, for one of them was flying a bigger ship. i myself could not tell what it was, for i followed my orders, and hanged back, so my scanners were to far to scan the vessel.
after a long one on one fight, the hacker called it quits, and left the area peacefully. then, out of nowhere, a--***DELETED***
so after the chase, i made my way back to west point, to fill this report out, and drink some sunbucks.
Jean: I must confess, as infuriating and arrogant as Gambit can be, those eyes, that grin, that body, it takes a girl's breath away. Cyclops: Oh, really? When next the opportunity presents itself, remind me to drop a truck on him. Xavier: Cyclops. Cyclops: A big truck. Xavier: Cyclops! Cyclops: A really big truck. Xavier: CYCLOPS!