Reported for duty and picked up my ship from the Hangar from the Mech Techs. Seems that the old girl checks out and can fly again. I was about to launch when a LPI wide request for help on the Mutual Assistance channels. The Navy had multiple unlawful gunboats and bombers sighted between Norfolk and West Point.
I ran to the SWAT Hangar and lifted off in my SWAT Guardian. I made all haste to get to the battle site. Once I arrived, I engaged the Gunboat. The name of the perp escapes me now. I kept pouring Sunslayer torpedo after torpedo into him, and was making short work of him when another gunboat showed up equipped with a crazy amount of missiles. He launched a wave of missiles that looked like a curtain of rain at me. I jinked to avoid them, but to no avail, 4 or 5 missiles tracked on my ship and hit. I must have blacked out, because the next thing I knew I was in my life pod. The auto eject circuits must have kicked in. I looked out of the life pod's window. There was my ship, hanging in the inky blackness. The whole engine section was mangled and one wing was gone, numerous holes perforated the hull.
The Navy picked me and my ship up and dropped us off at Manhattan. Doc says I have a minor concussion, but I will live.
End of Report.
Formerly known as LPI Police Chief Hull O'Brien.
Creator of Sgt. V. Price, 207th Precinct out of Chula Vista Station