February 25th, 1942.

Richard was on top of the flying docks of Enterprise, cleaning his and other pilots planes mainly the F-4U's as he thought they were the best of the Eagle Union Airforce. Most of his comrades around him were young and inexperienced, he wasn't the most experienced either ofcourse but he was better then most by his flying skills. He got the news that Royal Navy fled from Malaya after Sakura Empire's forces succesfuly taking over Signapore. He had this dread inside of him especially after Macarthur's plan to destroy the IJN at Midway once and for all, he knew many ships would sink and many would die but maybe it would be worth it? He got a smirk in his face before he quickly hid it, he thought to himself 'maybe I can make myself a name' but those thoughts quickly faded away as he thought about the loss of his friends and his friends loss of other friends

"Damn this place is hotter then California. I'd rather burn to clean all these god damned planes for the next two hours..!"

Richard said with an annoyed and angry tone before pouring some of the water at himself and continuing to clean the planes and doing maintanence on them