We were getting close. Everyone on The Claw could feel it. The op tempo was speeding up, but I don’t think anyone cared. At the time, I think we all felt like if we could beat the cats here, the whole war would be over. Hell, Hunter and I even had reinforcements for our strike mission!
Four on four against whatever the cats put up was hardly a fair fight when we were all flying Rapiers. Nothing the in the Kilrathi arsenal could compete, at least at the time. Gratha? Boom and zoom. Salthi? Chase ’em down and knock ’em out fast. Krant? Okay, Krants were still annoying, but less so. It was a short mission, let’s just leave it at that.