In a landing bay, onboard the Matsumoto, waited Zenelix onboard his Warmonger. He was concentrating on his computer's scanner, which was showing the traffic outside the battleship. The ships he was most interested in were the ones tagged as 'Armed Forces', indicating they were Bretonian. Why they were still here Zenelix didn't know, and could really care less, but he knew that they would surely recognise him from his presence in the attack a few days ago. If they were the same pilots, he didn't want to have to go against them whilst fulfilling his contract. Suddenly, he noticed a change in their flight pattern - it seemed they were ending their patrol and heading to the construction site.http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3673036072047181129 Zenelix clicked his knuckles, knowing that this was the opportunity he'd been waiting for. As soon as they disappeared from the scanner, Zenelix opened up comms to the docking control room. "This is Independent Zulu, requesting permission to launch."
Once in space, Zenelix flew towards the construction station. The station's guns turned warily towards him, and he believed they also recognised him. He grinned. "Come in, Chugoku Gate Construction Site. As is always the case with these things... it's nothing personal!" With that, he opened fire on the station, and began evasive maneuvers against the returning fire.
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