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Oh, him ? Yeah, I know him.
It′s going to take a while. It happened years ago...
Did you know? There are three kind of aces.
Those who seek strength, those who live for pride and those who can read the tide of battle.
Those are the three. And him...
Galm Team, we can not authorize a retreat. Intercept them.
I figured you would say that. This is gonna cost you extra.
10 years ago, there was a war that engulfed the world.
There′s a large scale battle taking place in Area B7R.
The sky′s packed with fighters!
Galm Team, head over there and provide cover.
Yo, Buddy. This kind of job is what we′re all about.
He was a fighter pilot they called "Solo Wing Pixy".
This man was ′his′ buddy.
Belkan fighters approaching. Shoot them down and secure air superiority.
They′ve come to greet us at the door.
′He′ is the man I seek.
They′re faster than anybody we′ve come across.
These are Round Table fighters! Stay sharp.
Single red wing. I′ve heard of this pilot.
It′s a great place for these filthy dogs to be buried.
(It′s a great place where these filthy dogs could be buried)
Warning. Unknown craft on radar.
This is the Round Table. Dead man′s words hold no meaning.
And so, with the words of ′Solo Wing′, the curtain rises.
It was a cold and snowy day.
We will survive, Galm One!. |
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