Past days

[TheShooter36]

Aboard CFV-Aeacus, Coronado, 1730 Crayter Standard Time

Michael opened his Communicator and began the encryption sequence. Just a couple of seconds later, encryption was complete. Then he called Admiral Blackburn. "Good day, Admiral, we are in need of your coordinates and what is taking so long of Third Fleet. It seems they are delayed. I presume Bretonians are with you." He then closed the Communicator and looked at Captain Xander. "Captain, call the Crayter fighter that escorted them here and ask him about coordinates." Captain answered "Right away, Sir." "Jester-1, this is Aeacus CIC. Give us your coordinates, over." "Aeacus CIC, we are at Barrier Cloud at the moment. Sixth Fleet and Bretonian Squadron is here with us, however Third Fleet is on a delay." Admiral heard the answer in a disappointment and mumbled. Xander nervously looked at Admiral and cleared his throat, then answered the pilot. "Direct them to Grid C/D-4 when Third Fleet finally moves their backs! Over." "Roger. Proceeding to move. Over." "Admiral Blackburn, new orders came, sir. We are to move at grid C/D-4 as soon as Third Fleet arrives. Over." Richard mumbled again and wondered if kebabs were ready...

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