"Lord.Hackera" is the big ship, in comparison with two transports which stay nearby in that day. 3 minutes necessary to reactors quitted on ultimate power seemed eternity. Really again failure? In the previous two attempts to use the hyper engine we came to grief.
– Ultimate power, reactors are stable.
Only One shock. The ships stood as before, but on that place where was a planet Manhattan - nothing. Great ! )
– For a start not bad, the voice of captain of the "Iveco" was heard. We can get Helium-3 to aboard before a jump to New London system. The transport ships went to Shuri base, me with the orderly officer was engaged in preparation ship for the following jump. In 10 minutes everything was ready, "Iveco" and "Gonza" stay near.
– Alarm! On us directed missiles ! Captains of transport vessels shout in a microphone at the same time: Jump ! Jump ! Open fire ! Bombers !
No anything serious - i try to calm them. We were fond of experiments and didn't notify GMG guys.
- No, we are dead ! We are dead !
Guild Master Taro Katsuo with 2 bomber pilots at this time thought over a plan to finish "Lord.Hackera", with "Iveco" and "Gonza" everything was "ok" ... ( lolz ! )
In a few minutes i managed to settle everything. Taro Katsuo told me that he will discuss it all with me later and interceptors departed. We made a jump. The British police officer, who flew near us, told on communication that he unfortunately has no time, and he ship was go away. My friends were upset, that he won't be able to join our party on the occasion of successful tests. I didn't begin to tell anything on it, but though guessed that he meant.
What with you voice? - i asked my friend.
- There was a canister. While you talked with Guild Master i poured to yourself it is a little for bravery... Unfortunately wasn't water to dilute...
All's well that ends well - thought me when we reached Liberty's boundary.
After a while one of our friends was gone... A month later the bartender from Free Port in Tau-29 told me that someone saw how he was pursued by pirates and how he in try go on heavy damaged vessel to open space in hope to escape. Who knows, maybe he still live. Space is big ...
But in the rest our life began to be good. Once i met the friend from DSE and he suggested me to buy giper scanner that it wasn't necessary to pay each time the credits. I agreed on the transaction. And our business went uphill. We became active members of the GMG|. Mining made additional profit and soon i forgot that such poverty, began to help others.
But then came time when i despite all diligence couldn't increase more income for my friends and own. Troubles began... Several times in Bretonia space we has fights vs BPA and BAF, we lost a lot of money. Certainly i paid after this some credits and was buying the information, everything became clear. On some time situation became quiet, but the unpleasant feeling doesn't abandon me...
Day didn't differ anything special, everything was as yesterday, 2 days ago, 3 days ago, 4... We bring Carrier for test run after small repair at the end of the day. After that i came into the bar at station Fujisawa where i was waited by the Chief Engineer of station. We discussed some technical details of ship repair and drank a little vodka with a lemon. I think that my council - cold sake will return he to life tomorrow morning.
I back aboard though quite could settle down in the comfort at station, and fell asleep on the captain's bridge after a while. I was there absolutely alone and nobody prevented me to be with my strange memoirs. Memories of the man in honor of whom i named my ship. About the man who made a lot for the Honshu and Kusari. Why it occurs ?! I know - it is not my memoirs. But for quite some time it occurs. It began after i visited first time a planet Honshu. Long ago. The elderly woman offered a profitable deal and invited me to the office. I recovered next day on the take-off deck... What happened with me and where i was, don't know. Police officers told never saw this woman and such company doesn't exist. - Fell asleep and again i am appeared there, among asteroids and the uncountable nomad ships which fire to us from the infernal guns... Nobody thought then that we will live... We must meet in one place many years later. All, who was then, near a dying planet Toledo on board of Osiris ...
- Morning came.
I know where this. Maybe if i visit this place, my visions is gone.
None of us didn't expect certainly that there will be such changes. A lot of time passed since once with me and my friends the unpleasant event in New London System occurred which changed a our's further life . We made mining operation and went to Bretonia to sell Helium-3 and to earn some credits. But some Police Officers with doubtful reputation demanded to pay them a bribe as was several times , we certainly didn't begin to do it. During rapid fight we lost one vessel, but managed to unload our's cargo . To my astonishment, my old friend, Guild Master Taro Katsuo , after that sharply changed the attitude towards us. Probably he was not absolutely truly informed and didn't understand that that actually occurred , and who these pilots , attacking us . It is a pity...
I had leave GMG and go look for new Job . In some days in Sigma-13 System one pilot greeted me and conversation was struck up between us which had impact for my further life . His name is Zerg Mackenzie .
Zerg Mackenzie : " Konnichiwa , as progress ? "
Johnny Smirnoff : " Not good , i looking for job ... "
Zerg Mackenzie : " I can offer something. There is one corporation to which good pilots are necessary . Interesting ? "
Johnny Smirnoff : " Of course . "
Zerg Mackenzie : " There is one corporation which lost former power, but known for all in Sirius Sector. It is Republican Shipping . It is one of the most known corporations in Rheinland , i with my colleagues plan to revive Republican Shipping, you can join us . "
Johnny Smirnoff : " Probably time of changes came, agreed . I am add a new course into the onboard computer ."
It was appeared that Zerg not randomness contacted me. He one of the best Jump-Ship's pilots in the Sirius Sector . After a while we became friends. We managed to conclude some profitable bargains. Life was again adjusted .