フェンリル/FenrirThe smell of oil and burnt metal filled the air as two men breathe in the the dusty confines of the old hangar, in there lies a lone, unmaintained aircraft that has not seen the light, nor felt the sensation of the air for a long time.
"You're asking us from R&D to fix this damaged thing and cook some modifications for it? We're barely holding our funding on our ground armor project you know that?" the man in the grey jacket said, rightfully upset since it was a tall order given to him.
His companion in a blue suit, puffing his cigarette replied "I know it's not a task that most of you would be willing to accept, but they're only asking for the bare minimum."
The man in grey ruffled his hair, pissed, "Aghh, then give me one good reason why we even need these Eagles in the first place!"
Without a second, the man in the suit immediately said
"Aegis Defense Air Services"
"What?"
"Our new Air service branch... we can profit from this you know?"
The man in grey suddenly became intrigued, if only he had said earlier that this was for a new venture for Aegis, he would still hesitate, but accept nonetheless. "You could've said that before bringing me here unannounced you know?" he remarked "Is it safe to assume we don't have any capable pilots yet?"
"We've already screened 3, the last one we'll grab a candidate for a crash course on weapon systems training" The man in suit replied to the man in grey's question.
"I'll make preparations to fix it with my team, give us 3 months."
"By the way, do you have any name for this team?"
"Let them decide their callsigns, as for our Air service squadron..."
"Welcome them as the 1st Tactical Air Service Squadron"
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