"God damn static..." He said muttering, flipping switches on his communications device. "Come on." After about an hour, the transmission finally came through. He sat in his ship and listened to it. Nodding slowly, a faint smile appeared on his lips. "The lad got himself captured? Well, I'll be damned." He looked out towards the white space, and smiled even more. "Well then, time to go be that bloody hero, and maybe I'll find my atonement here, or on a lesser case my death." His smile faded and he shook his head, establishing an encrypted transmission reply to the Lieutenant Commanders.
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"Shinoda, not that you can hear me or anything. But hold on tight lad, a rescue team is on the way. I will not let another lad die to the Kusari Empire, just hold on tight lad."
[Transmission Terminated]
He flipped the channels off and grumbled to himself, what he was about to do was probably going to be added on the top list of stupid things he's ever done. He pulled up his Navigations chart and set a course to Bretonian space. He knew he wasn't going to be able to do it alone, he would get help by the same people that wanted him in jail.
'Officer Oyashio, please report yourself to your commander', a metal voice said trough the intercoms of the restaurant from the police academy at New Tokyo planet.
He went to one of few message rooms and listen to his commander who was already visual on-line.
His look was concerned.
'Sir?'¦'
'Didn't you had any problems with your intercom?'
'Yes sir, I had after I came back from my patrol, trough the Shikoku system a few days ago.'
'Well, our intelligence has been informed by the Yokohama Shipyard staff about a message which you receiver picked up.
Now it seems to be that this message has damaged your intercom. I can't tell you all the small things but intelligence thinks that this stinks.
As you have read in the papers our proud Navy has put a Lieutenant Commander of the Bretonian scum behind bars. Intelligence thinks that he send a message under code that damaged your intercom circuit. More they didn't want to tell us till this time.
But because of this 'lucky failure' we are maybe on something what is happening soon.
We have send this case high up. That is all for now.'
Officer Oyashio didn't know what to think about it but he was for sure that he would fly more through the Shikoku system then usual.
*Static signal fills the communications channels, then the signal starts to clear up and becomes understandable*
To anyone who can hear me, this is Kenji Shinoda, Lieutenant Commander of the Bretonian Armed Forces.
I don't know if anyone got my last transmission, but my execution was rearranged and I will be transferred to New Tokyo tonight.
Also, I will be flying in a Scimitar class fighter, because it needs to be moved to New Tokyo aswell and I'm perfect for the job. So my last flight ... I guess ..
If anyone can hear this, I hope you have a plan ...
*The signal suddenly fades away leaving a bit of static signal behind.*
A Bretonian voice is heard a bit over the static, "Operation Hidden Dragon is a go. I repeat, Operation Hidden Dragon is a go. Lets get our man back home, and give them hell boys."
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