Hillbilly

[Stoat]

Weeeell, ah's'a'gut mah noo ship, an she's rite purdy. Whenah din' git no reponse ter mah cawls ter Mactan, ah tuk mesel over there. One o' the Hackers, Phate 'is name were, give meh the go-ahead ter git mesel the Slipstream, but 'e din' menshun nuthin 'bowt no wepons.

Ah wuz wundrin whut ah shud do, when ah 'membered that dern LSF flyer, Fluid. 'e loads up wi' missiles, an' 'e allus gits meh, so ah rekons it's 'bout time ah evened the score. So ah hauled mesel up ter Leiden base in Galileo fer a cupla Debilitaters, then ah hauled ass ter Puerto Rico ter get sum serious missiles. Ah's awl tricked owt wi' a Firestalker an'a Cannonball! Yeeehaw!!

Ah gut back ter Rochester wi'owt runnin inter any trubble, cept fer sum merc inna Orca flyin roun' the station! Ah tellt him ter git, but whut cud ah do in mah lil' Slipstream. 'e left inner en', so ah tuk mesel off ter Colorado fer a bit o' huntin.

Jus' as ah were gettin ter one o' them lanes, a navy pilot pops up! Ah din' haf ter do nowt! Ah likes it when that haooens! 'e were rite cocky, but mah lurvly ship were able ter space 'im. Galen Anderson. He'd stripped mah guns, so ah had ter limp up ter Leiden agin, but they wuz happy ter fix meh up wi' sum more Debilitaters. Tha's anuther wun down fer Johnny. Tha's awl tha' matters ter meh



Ah's'll git 'em awl ter git ter Copeland, if'n ah has ter. An' Fluid. Ah owes him persnal like.

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