CROSSFIRE - Atlantis DSV - New Cape Quest
CROSSFIRE - Atlantis DSV - New Cape Quest
CROSSFIRE - Atlantis DSV - New Cape Quest
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Banick nodded. “With your permission, I‟d like to forward it to Alliance Central<br />
Command in Melbourne. It details the actions of the Brisbane, sir.”<br />
Ainsley paused for a moment before nodding solemnly. “A superb thought. Please<br />
see that it‟s done.”<br />
The Admiral disappeared from the bridge soon after, leaving Banick alone with<br />
Callaghan on the upper deck of the Battlecruiser‟s bridge. “You didn‟t ask him,” said<br />
Callaghan quietly.<br />
“I‟ll see him in the morning. We all need time to think right now, Ryan.”<br />
“He explained it to you, yet?”<br />
Banick shook his head. “Not a single word.”<br />
Rapier Eight was the last of the Commonwealth‟s fighters to return to the ship as the<br />
VF-108 Cavaliers finished launching to relieve the veteran squadron from its overwatch<br />
CAP. Cunningham tossed a salute across the way to the last of the departing Cavaliers as<br />
she finished clambering down the ladder that had been propped up against its side. With a<br />
deep sigh, she removed steadied herself against the fighter‟s nose gear as she sat down,<br />
and then lay on the deck, letting the helmet she‟d been wearing for the last seven hours roll<br />
out of her hand. Closing her eyes, she let the exhaustion finally wash over her, her head a<br />
swimming mess of every manoeuvre, every evasion and every kill. That had been<br />
bookended by a six hour Combat Air Patrol as the fleet picked up its survivors, secured the<br />
region and then completed a sweep of whatever forces the Alliance had chosen to leave<br />
behind. “Happy Birthday, Sarah,” she muttered unhappily to herself as she unzipped the<br />
front of her flight suit.<br />
She continued to lie there in silence for several minutes until she felt the decks shake<br />
slightly under her as a heavy pair of boots approached and sat down next to her. Her head<br />
lolled over to look at the side-ways pilot next to her, squinting as she thought aloud. “My<br />
head hurts.”<br />
Lieutenant Samuel Rogers smiled a little as he played with his gloves, straightening<br />
the fingers, and trying to press out the creases that time and wear had left in them. He said<br />
nothing at first, instead putting his feet atop his own helmet. “So apparently, Richards came<br />
through,” he said.<br />
“Yeah, I got that,” Cunningham replied as she rubbed her tired face, feeling her<br />
hands slick with the grease and muck that had gathered on her cheeks and forehead over<br />
the course of the last six hours. Rogers stood up slowly after a minute or two, gathering his<br />
helmet from the deck to stuff the gloves inside. He‟d already started to walk away when<br />
Cunningham called out. “You gonna help me up?”<br />
He stopped, grinning slightly as he turned and looked down at her. “That‟d be about<br />
right. I‟m always pulling your ass off the floor.”<br />
She rolled her eyes as he extended a hand. She gripped it, and he heaved her up off<br />
the deck, his other hand steadying her as she stood. The two Lieutenants turned after a<br />
moment to see Lieutenant Commander Wilhelm Schrader, Rapier Two, approaching quickly<br />
from the holding bay‟s doors. He was a tall man, heavily built with a chiselled, brick-jaw and<br />
short-cropped blonde hair. They straightened as he approached, his flight gear still underarm.<br />
“You two alright?” he asked.<br />
“Yes sir,” Rogers replied sharply. “Problem?”<br />
“Debriefing, five minutes,” he ordered, jerking his thumb over his shoulder.<br />
As quickly as he‟d entered, the squadron XO left again, his gait wide and his stride<br />
long – showing none of the exhaustion that was still rife in the two junior pilots.<br />
“How does he do that?” Cunningham asked as she picked up her own gear.<br />
Rogers smiled. “German efficiency.”<br />
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