Incoming Transmission
Sender: PFC Albert Knowles
Recipient: Hellfire Information Dumps, Fort Leniex
Subject: Hell hath no fury like a first flight!
[color=#663366]Good evenin' comrades, higher ups, and related bazoozle. Was really glad to be accepted into Hellfire, and buggered off to Vespucci real quick to get my papers in order. Flying a crisp, new, maintained ship is a joy after many years in the Moldy Crow. I'll miss it, but...*shakes head*
So before I bore ya, let's get to the point. Today marked my first flight as a Hellfire Trooper, met up with....a higher-up pilot codenamed "Flashgun", and a comrade Marco Seras. We went into the good ol' big Apple. Boy, it looks different when you're flying a different color...more threatening somehow.
We didn't have to search long. Right at West point, we bumbled into the Columbia, one of the navy's fine Shiny carriers. We agreed that shine would have to be removed, but then a whole effin' fleet shows up. I've seen fleets before, but one comin' to get your butt is kind of flattering and scary at the same time.
The fight soon started, with the entrance of a big boomer on our side, the Ven'Gyr or somethin' like that, the biggies were dissuaded, but the fighters and bombers duked it out. I survived the entire fight, and we earned a few scalps of them weakling navy. If I can hold my own against these navy blokes, then they are seriously lacking training. *laughs as the screen fades to guncams*