*The short, stocky hispanian snorts slightly, his right side is covered with bandages*
Buenos Dias...That was a difficult mission we were sent on. We went on what would be a
simple Recon mission in Tohoku, but things got complicated, fast.
Suddenly, fighters, many fighters. My adrenaline soared, I had a gut feeling that they were
not here to give us fancy flowers. Soon, I was proven right. They started firing on the Bakari, and me and Corporal Rogers moved in to assist.
They were many, but I am the savage warrior from the pits of hell itself. Crete was never
a paradise, and I hit them and I hit them. Even a lion dies to an arrow however, and they
eventually destroyed my ship. Major Golanski was at hand to save my life, however,
the ejection sequence was fiery, and my heart was burning with defeat.