Bolevara here. I had to dock on Ryuku due to certain...issues, that you might be aware of now.
Anyhow, I believe you are aware of the facts now. Toledo has been destroyed, and our
last defenses in the Omicron 100 system are cracking. It's only a matter of time if the nomads
come again. We could use every available hand, to slightly improve our chances.
If there is any assistance you can give us, amigos....let us know, and we'll think of how to best
deploy them.
Your message has been received, you have nothing to worry about. However such a matter demands some discussion over it, we understand the problems you'v got on hands, but the recent events in Kusari are leaving us with little time and with a couple of things to do. You will get all the answers once they are properly prepared.
Blood Dragons will prevail!
In honor of the rightful Cmdr. Yamakazi
In Hideyoshi's Memory
For a better Kusari.
Apologies for the delay, looks like these calamitous events are coming hand in hand at the same time.
The captain of the Shoryuuji informed the Shogunate about a meeting outside Ryuku with what looked the remnants of an Order wing, and I believe you were among them before you had to dock due to 'certain issues' as you claim. Anyway, the war between Kusari and Bretonia ended after a new force stepped into the Taus, therefore right now we have large part of the Naval Forces returning back to Kusari and perhaps getting ready to take positions in Hokkaido and Honshu. Hope you can understand that we may not be able to send any kind of military support beyond Omicron 92 after this event, so if you had this idea in mind, we are afraid that it will not be possible at all.
<div align="right]Signed, Shōgun Itagaki Dato [color=#E60000]InHideyoshi'sMemory
Very well...We'll attempt to hold and defend until you can free up enough forces.
Bolevara out.
Bolevara closed his communications with a sigh. He had half expected this, but broaching this to his wingmen would not be an easy task. They were hoping for help, any help. He shook his head and walkted to the hangar.
The men were already suited and ready. They looked at him expectantly as he approached. Bolevara could only shake his head slowly.
One of the Agents, Blitzer spoke up. He'd always had more nerves than most.
"Why the hell not, Bolevara?"
Bolevara gave him a flat stare.
"They have to defend their own people against possible Kusari attack."
Blitzer threw his hands up in the air. "It's always that! This fight, that fight. Why the hell are we fighting for people who don't even care?"
Something snapped. Bolevara walked right up to the pilot, and sent him flying with a right hook. The other pilots watched, bewildered. Bolevara picked Blitzer up and pinned him against a wall. His voice was quiet as he spoke.
"It's quite simple really Blitzer. You have the nerve to ask this bloody question now? We are not fighting for the Blood dragons, or people living in Liberty, or anyone...we're fighting for those who died on Toledo. We are now fighting for ourselves and our own, the ones we lost. This is not a fight for an ideal, this is ****ing personal now. Clear?"
Blitzer stammered out a reply.
"IS IT BLOODY CLEAR!?" Bolevara yelled.
"Sir yes Sir!"
"Good, I want you all out in space in five. There's work to be done. Move, gringo!" Bolevara said with sharp hand movements. He would have to report his failure to Eriksson later, but he doubted that Ravenov had expected much different. Hoped, maybe.