<strong>Name:</strong>Jeremy Black<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bridge<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lyra, Ginga, Robert, open<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>As the View Screen Winked out, cutting the channel between the<em>Musashi</em>, and the<em>Guunrak</em>, Jeremy suppressed a growl. Like Lyra, he did<strong>not</strong>like mistaking his Ship for another. Even if the ship they're mistaking it for it the legendary<em>Yamato</em>herself. When Lyra made her "Suggestion", Jeremy let out a deep breath. To be honest, he wanted to. It would have saved on the Paperwork. However, he remembered Ginga's protest when they came across that Gamalon Pirate ship months ago. "Calm yourself Helmsman. We're Cosmo Navy now. We can't simply blow them to space dust." He said evenly, though the tone would show he was just as angry about it as she was. Gleaning what he knew of Gatlantian ship design, the Patrol ship was on par with a light Cruiser. By all accounts, this match up was suicidal on on the part of the Patrol Ship. However, since this was a "Privateer" ship, it was most certainly modified to take on larger ships. Though the Modifications would most likely be crude. One thing that Jeremy had to keep in mind was that Gatlantians were warriors, and death in a "Glorious Battle" was one of the most coveted deaths they could have. Meaning that they would very easily accept a kamikaze run if they were not careful. It looked like they had no choice. They had to fight. "Order the fighters to attack their air cover, keep them away from the ship. Prower-Grave, target the Enemy's engines, try to disable over destroy. Lyra, bring us up to Combat speed 2, and prepare for evasive maneuvers. I want all damage teams on standby in case we take hits." Jeremy commanded.<br/><br/>Out in space, the Gatlantian fighters streaked towards the<em>Musashi's</em>CAP, under their wings were heavy Anti-ship missiles that were to be used to cripple the<em>Musashi</em>so that their mother ship could get in close where her weapons would deal more damage. Possibly get within torpedo range. They Pilots had no fear. As a matter of fact, they were ecstatic to taking on such an opponent. If they were successful in taking out a Terron Superdreadnought, and the<em>Yamato</em>no less, the honor that their leaders would shower upon them would be great.<br/><br/>So with great zeal did they dive into the swarm of Earth Fighters. Eager to rack up kills, or to let the funeral pyre of their own death add the minuscule like of the Universe.