[101st] Flight Operations Records

[Dennis Jameson]

[From: Dennis Jameson]
[To: Raul Sanchez]
[Re: Your retirement]

Hello, old friend.

I know that I haven't sent you quite as many as I should have, but then again I thought that you had earned the right to enjoy your last century of life as a man with no greater concern than that of how his plantation is faring... but alas, another storm is growing on the horizon and I feel that your experience in the field of battle, along your uncanny way of motivating the local riff-raff into doing things which are beyond their capabilities.

I am sure you have heard of Gallia, my old friend? I hope you have, for they pose a rather... unique threat, being closer to Malta than all of our enemies, but they also possess a fleet which makes the combined fleets of our enemies seem like a man swimming next to a Maltese spined devil-ray. It is this that we fight, and I while I do believe that our superior technology will be more than a match for these simians... I'd rather not take any chances, and that is why I am standing here at your doorstep.

I am offering you the position of Wing Commander, and the chance to once again inspire your brothers and sisters to greatness when faced with a seemingly impossible task...

... and besides, I'm sure that caring for Cardamine crops and dying in bed as an old man wasn't exactly what you had in mind anyway. *electronic chuckle*

So what say you, Raul? Do you feel like seeing of fortune still favors the boldest among us?

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