Wailing police sirens drew nearer and nearer as Bruce sprinted to his Hussar. He swung himself into his Hussar and lifted off just as Greene's men arrived ready for an aerial chase. Several Hussars took off chasing Bruce and his fellow officers. "I'll take them for a low altitude ride chaps, lets hope I draw a couple of them." Bruce broke off from his companions drawing two Hussars to his tail. Constable Moon opened a comm to Bruce, "Sir, put the ship down don't make things worse." Bruce threw the extra tea he had on board on the comm system and gunned the engine descending to building level trying to shake Constable Moon and his partner. Commander Scott weaved between sky scrapper after sky scrapper. Eventually he lost the two Constables and was able to blend in with space bound traffic.
"Finally, I'm free." Bruce sighed with relief as he exited New London's atmosphere only to come with in a few meters of a BAF Templar patrol. They had been warned, and began pursuit opening fire on Bruce. Fleeing towards Cambridge on thrusters, Bruce dodge as best as he knew how but was still taking hits. It was only a matter of time before his engine, or something else, would be disabled. Bruce saw his chance, a large asteroid was coming up directly ahead he fly over the top and hid on the far side from the direction the three Templars were chasing him from. Commander Scott waited till his sensors showed them at 300M away from the asteroid then turned his cruise engines on and came back straight at the Templars screaming bloody murder and pushing the Countermeasure control at an incredible rate. The Templars broke off to avoid crashing into Bruce's ship and due to their slow turning speed were not able to disrupt Bruce. He escaped towards the Cambridge Jump Hole and from there flew evasively to Omega-49.
Once in Omega-49 Bruce set course for Gran Canaria in anticipation of meeting his comrades. He landed and was reunited with the others in the bar.
