Martinique's Escape

[Balian Remi]

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"Yea this is Remi, we got your message and are enroute now, bringing in the support you asked, be there shortly"
Balian keyed his comms and banked his Stellion and relayed new course to his squadron-mates:
"Our friends need a hand, make for the coordinates I'm uploading now and keep an eye out for Royal dogs"

The fighter group made a quick crossing of Languedoc only interrupted once by finding an IDF Shipping heavy transport with a pair of escorts. He ordered them to sit tight and not do anything stupid but they didn't listen. His group dirupted the transport and vaporizied the two snubs before demanding the two terrified and confused freight pilots to make a audio recording declaring they believed as IDF employees that the Gallic Government was up to no good. Once going through their little charade, Balian ordered the pilots to board their escape pods and jettison them from the transport after filling all the Maquis snubs with some spare uniforms and cigars. After poking a few holes in the vessel ensuring its depressurization, the fighter group moved on to their destination, leaving the helpless saps to drift in their pods.

Docking upon Martinique, Balian ordered his pilots to refuel and refresh themselves and strode on to main office.

Seeing the young woman behind the desk nimbly sifting through a data tab, he reported, "The Front has arrived Modemoiselle, lets do this"