Bretonian Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff (DIS) (iRP) (AO)

[Dieter Schprokets]

Southampton Shipyard.

The fleet was formed next to the dirty, busy, effective shipbuilding station where almost all of Bretonia's fleet had been constructed.

If it weren't for this place, Bretonia would have long ago become a Kusari Province.

A monster was about to be birthed by the mighty station, one of the Dunkirk class. This one was to be provided to the Fleet Admiral as his Flagship.

Today was the HMS Regina's birthday.

Hundreds of other ships fired a volley in salute. Dozens of Terawatts of blazing flame greeted the new vessel as she slowly came around and flew in front of the line of ships, dressed in good order, in order of Wings.

(They all aimed high..)

They had rushed the construction of this ship. After the fall of Upper Leeds, the ship was needed to bolster the defenses, and to tell the truth, to bolster the morale of the pilots and the nation they defended.

It meant that her armour wasn't fully optimized, and her weapons were not yet fully functional, but she was would shortly be ready enough for battle, and her Master was sufficiently healed as well.

The BAF Marchpast played over the speakers, and Fleet Admiral Nelles stood stiffly in salute. He was using his left arm, not, for obvious reasons, his right one. It was burned up with the Haida. Luckily, it affected his piloting only somewhat, since he was always a southpaw.

The Fleet Admiral was thinking of that lost ship and crew, but his outward appearance gave no inkling of the emotion inside him.

Nelles continued to stand to, receiving the Fleet's salute, and the flypast was over soon.

And it would be time now, to get back to the work of winning back Leeds, and all points "north".

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