There I stood as everyone listened to the story of the operation that came out of my mouth, I couldn't say I wasn't nervous with all these eyes and ears witnessing someone from way in the past talking to them about how things really went down. I can really feel the Historians in the Ark scrambling to write what I'm saying all down hell maybe I'll get my own story someday... nah, no one would want to write about a Psycho Ex- Mercenary/ Soldier preparing to destroy the Ark a decade ago
"After reading the records of Operation Annex, it would seem as though your story continues to weigh into truth, A militia was formed to prevent the Ark from being complete but also pushed for Humanity to fight back against the raptures instead of running away am I correct? Pixy?" Enikk asked "You forgot one more detail these guys weren't just some small armed Militia they had Mobile Suits of their very own, not the 8 feet version you guys have now. I mean a 59 to 60 feet Mobile Suit and they had plenty of them. The real name to the Militia that worked independently from any government named themselves Belka" Pixy said informing Enikk as everyone whispered to each other
"..." Enikk stared at the man in front of her before a question came to mind "If these Belk-" Pixy interrupted "Belkans, we called them Belkans" Pixy said "I see. If these Belkans really as you claimed do you have any proof?" Enikk questioned quieting the courtroom as a certain individual watched from the audience
"Well, I am one myself." Pixy said everyone to stare at Pixy "But that time was from a bygone era Belkans no longer exist. So I serve a ghost military at this point in time. If you don't believe me then let me continue this story unless you prefer ending this court here and declaring me guilty. Then you would prove my past self right about the Ark." Enikk remained silent as Pixy took that as an answer to continue on "After five days from the previous mission we were sent to the Round Table under emergency orders for a reconnaissance mission. And if your asking yourselves why we called Airspace B7R The Round Table you'll know soon enough."
April 20, 20XX
11:20
"Head Operations has issued an emergency order for a reconnaissance mission to be conducted near the border. You will be monitoring the airspace B7R currently under Belkan control. Strong opposition is expected by enemy squadrons, and the presence of a magnetic field has been detected, which may interfere with communications. In short, this will not be a walk in the park. The B7R airspace is located above an area rich in subterranean resources, where many conflicts have been fought in the past. You're authorized to engage enemy planes upon contact. The time has come for your skills to be tested." Base Commander said
"See you in the Air buddy!" Pixy said to Cipher as she gave him the thumbs up as the took off from the base heading for their next mission
Belkan Priority One Strategic Airspace, B7R... aka the "Round Table." It was the grand stage where we pilots performed. We were all on equal footing, fighting under the same conditions. No affiliations or ranks to hinder us. Aces from every nation crisscrossed through those skies in pursuit of air superiority. The only rule of engagement was to survive.
The two soared through the air reaching the Airspace
"Galm Team. This is Eagle Eye. Penetrate B7R and get a feel for the surroundings." AWACS Eagle Eye ordered "Galm 2, roger. This kind of job is what we're all about." Pixy responded cockily
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FanfictionWhen metal creatures first arrived to earth, we brushed it off as something the military can handle a few months later all countries on the globe united together to solve this crisis but society continued as it was. We adapted a few years later with...
