Another fine evening to you all. My sincerest apologies for the slight tardy regarding this report however, I'm sure many of you will be quite excited in hearing what captivating adventures I had on patrol.
First, I flew a standard patrol around New York, minding my business (read: scanning everyone in the vicinity for their cargo) and eating my lunch until I was accosted by a Nomad (read: Purple Jellyfish with the intent of violating you). It seemed to be confused however, as I had felt contempt from the tiny terror but started shooting the patrols near West Point. I let it be for several more seconds until it started shooting me. Unfortunately, I had to put aside my food and actually work! Regardless, the demon was shot down.
After the nomad encounter, I made my way toward Colorado, which has been in quite a stir lately if I may add. A Xeno in a Roc Bomber with Navy pilots was found at the New York Gate. Unfortunately, he did not make the situation easy as he refused to give up our dear friends from his cargo hold (read: In my professional opinion, the captured pilots were probably forced to listen to the twisted, obscene and inappropriate hellspawn that is considered 'music' for the Xenos. I recommend a month of rehabilitation for these pilots). We engage in epic battle, my shots going this way, and his going that way. A battle for the ages. However, a Corsair wanted to help the Xeno! Unbelievable as that may sound, the Xeno refused, being a decent fellow (except for the torture of course) and we continued on. Eventually, my foe fell to my mighty guns. (Disclaimer: If you are female, and a Junior Lieutenant or less, I have one gun. Thank you.)
After a few days pass, I go on patrol once again to the hails of a fellow navyman requesting assistance as there were Rheinlanders in Texas! Like riding upon the heels of Nike, I burst through into Texas, and see this:
Now earlier, I had been modest in saying that the battle with the Xeno was "a battle for the ages". This battle however, is nothing of such sort. This battle, between ourselves and Rheinlanders was a battle of the universe's fate itself. In our glorious clash, I unfortunately was shot down.
