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Operation: Shotgun
Malcolm Nurburg (aka: Cipher)
Allenfort Airbase
Newfield Island, Usea
0700 hours local
War… AGAIN. It seemed like someone was almost always at war with somebody. Most recently, it was Osea and Yuktobanian
fighting together in a joint attack on South Belka. I’d been there, and I’d seen some pretty nasty shit. The seven
nuclear explosions fifteen years ago is just one of many memories I have of the Belkan War.
That’s right. I was there when the seven nuclear bombs hit on June 6th, 1995. I can still remember the sudden flash
then the shockwave that hit all of us a few seconds afterwards.
Anyways, I was driving over to Allenfort in a BMW Z8, a small luxury from my days as Cipher: Demon Lord of the Round Table.
When I arrived, I showed my ID, and was let in. I wanted to see what exactly was going on. I got out of my car and was about
to go inside for a tour of the base when someone said: “Yo buddy, you still alive?”
I spun, surprised, and saw Larry Foulke. Although, when I first met him, he went by “Solo Wing Pixy” or just “Pixy”
for short.
“Pixy, you son of a bitch!” I yelled, drawing stares and muttered comments.
Meeting Aces
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