<strong>Maxwell Quinn, Preparing to Engage the Enemy</strong><del>(Objective: The Liberation of Alaska and Destruction of Chinese Communists!)</del><br/><br/>Once the alarm went out, he headed down to the docking bay and the spindle, climbing aboard his damaged Raven to get out of the hangar and into the skies.  He wasn't sure how much use he'd be...but this was his ship now, so he'd go down defending it.  "Control, this is Silver Hammer.  Ready and awaiting your deployment orders."  Was he going out?  Maybe.  That was, no pun intended, up in the air at this very moment.