date 16/01/2063 time 1935 hours
the squadron arrives back at base after their first mission, everyone has proven their capabilities in combat , some better than others...
"wow that was something , i can still feel the adrenaline going" *said Keener while shaking*
"you feel adrenaline ? i feel nervous" *Tapper said while trying to calm his hands*
"can't wait to get a drink , should be a good way to celebrate our first mission" Pub said while nudging Falco
"what do you want Pub ?"
"i say we get smashed for our first succesfull mission"
"good ide.."
"uhm excuse me" *a Tdoll said while tapping Falco's left hand*
Falco turned around to see a short girl looking at him , she had a red headband with two stars on it , the gun she has in her holster is an M9
"can i help you ?" *Falco asked while looking confused*
"the commander would like to talk to you"
"about what ?"
"they don't tell me anything here" she said while pouting
"its fine , they don't tell me anything here either" *he said while chuckling a bit*
"oh really , why ?"
"well im just a pilot who needs to get his job done"
"oh you are one of the new pilots ? i can't wait to tell the rest that i met one of them!" *she said while getting more excited by the minute*
"so are you going to bring me to the commander or do i need to give you an autograph"
"yes sir follow me!" *she said enthusiastically*
"Pub drink one on my cost okay ?"
"ay more alcohol is always better!"
the Tdoll leads Falco to a huge building where they pass multiple Tdolls
"is that one of them ?" *a Tdoll whispers*
"i think it is but why is M9 with him , they could have choosen me to lead him around the building , i could have done it better" *another Tdoll whispered*
"say Sir how did you get here ?" M9 asked
"well i'm here to help you guys fight the war and call me Falco please"
"glad to have you here! and my name is M9 , the Italian made American used pistol!"
the duo make their way to the commanders office , M9 knocks on the door
"come in" a mufled voice says
Falco opens the door to see a man in a big chair drinking a glass of whiskey , M9 closed the door while waiting outside
"so you must be the commander around here?"
"thats correct" *he says while taking a sip of the glass* "take a seat" *he points at the chair opposed to him*
Falco sits down "so why did you want to speak with me"
"for you're first mission you outperformed everyone else , what is up with that ?"
"AI is slower than real pilots , they don't belong in the skies"
"but still 6 kills in the first mission is unusualy well for an Airman , and you became an ace already"
"well pure luck"
"i guess so but the other did well they"
"yes they are capable of becoming ace pilots , pub seems the best one after me with 3 kills , High Roller with 2 and the rest got one each"
"therefore i will promote you Senior Airman for you leadership in battle"
"me ?!" *he said while standing up quickly*
"you are the best pilot we have so i have my full trust in you"
"its an honor to receive this promotion Sir"
"Airman Falco Eye, i hereby promote you to Senior Airman and flight lead of the 1th Griffin Air Force sqaudron , you can discuss that name of the squadron with your wingmans later"
"thank you sir"
the commander puts Falco's new stripes on his uniform , Falco saluted and felt prideful of choosing the right option , the commander salutes back
"have a nice day Senior Airman Falco Eye"
"you too sir"
he exits the room and sees M9 waiting for him
"hey Falco what did he say ?"
"well i got some new stripes" *he points at his Senior Airman rank insignia on his shoulder*
"what does that mean ?" *she said while looking suprised*
"it means that i got promoted to an Senior Airman"
"so you are old ?"
*he laughs a bit*
"no it means i'm the leader of the squadron"
"so you are the one who guides them to victory ?"
"i guess so , i'm going to the bar , can you guide me to it ?"
"Yes Senior Falco"
M9 leads Falco to the bar where the rest already have begun drinking
"looks like Falco is back" said Keener while having a pint in his hand"
Keener looks at Falco's uniform and sees something odd about it before realising what happened
"YOU GOT PROMOTED ?"
everyone looks at Falco with suprise
"let me see it!" says Wiki while trying to get closer to Falco
"looks like i won a bet thanks to you Falco!" High Roller said while looking at Pub
"ok here is the pint High Roller" said Pub while pushing a pint of Guinness towards High Roller
"nice one Falco" *said Ease while sipping on some whiskey*
"you really are a talented one huh" Tapper said while drinking some tea
"i guess i am , now people the commander said we should can choose our own squadron name , what should it be"
"well thats a not hard one" said wiki
"why not ?"
"because we already decided on the name and we think you will like it"
"whats the name ?"
"the Griffin Airforce Strike Squadron or the GASS for short"
"perfect, a toast to the GASS" said Falco while raising a glass of whiskey
everyone cheered while raising their glasses , the promising start of the elite squadron known as GASS will engage SF with tactics that they have never seen before and will fight numerous battles to protect their allies
(ay everyone scout here finally got some time to finish this chapter and i love making it and i hope you guys enjoy it too also if my pfp seems weird a lad challenged me on discord to change it SO I DID VEY (watch his work its amazing))

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