Back at the base, I was talking to Wolfgang Buchner about the war. He was about my height and he had brown eyes. His was bald on the top of his head but he had hair going around his head. He was in his early forties and was the oldest son of Belkan Aristocrats. Like me, he didn't approve of the war. He was looking sad right now.

"The Rald Party..." Buchner said, "Is planning on dropping nuclear devices on our own soil."

"What?" I said, "Why?" "They claim that the north lands are the Holy Land of Belka." he said as he sat down on the bench next to him with his head in his hands. He had family in the south. Not only that we both thought it would be disgraceful to do such a thing.

"They just ordered me to do it too. Warning alarms are going off all over the place in B7R. If we lose this battle, then they will go forth with the plan. The operation will then be schedule for June 6." Buchner said.

The allies are sending planes to the Round Table. This is going to be the battle that will determine the victor of the Belkan War. If we win, then we can hold off until the munitions plant keeps the forces up, if we lose, it will be the end of South Belka.

"I heard Ashley tried to recruit you into Grabarc." Buchner said in a quiet voice.

"I turned him down, Pops." I replied.

"Don't call me Pops." he replied laughing a bit, "I know you nuggets look up to me..."

"You know that nickname is going to stick to you one day." I said.

"Anyway, Grabarc, Ofnir, and Schwarz are all just pawns of the Rald Party. Those three squadrons are the chancellor's personal bodyguard, no doubt about it." Pops said, "This system of the squadrons picking their wingman is screwed up. We should do what the allies are doing have the high command assign, not the squadron leaders. Once we lose a real powerful squadron, it's all over. While the allies the aces are the flight leads and they are assigned to them by AWACS."

"Yeah, I guess that's why we fly solo." I replied.

"I'm glad you didn't join Grabarc. They have bad reputations." He said.

I then looked past Buchner to see Ashley Bernitz looking at us as we talked. He glared at the two of us, especially Pops as we talked. Pops then turned around and saw Bernitz looking at us. The minute Pops looked at him, Bernitz took off.

"Well, Wolfgang Schmidt. It's time for me to go." Pops said as he got up and went to the hanger.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"I'm defecting." he said to me as he finished climbing into the Mig-21. "No doubt I will be followed."

Before I could say anything he drove the jet out of the hanger and went to the runway. I then heard a bunch of soldiers shouting orders to each other. I then heard the Base Commander's voice on the radio. "Hucklebein! Get back to the hanger! Radio Mt. Schirm base! Tell them to bring in Schwarz! We got a runner!"

Then after that, I saw the Grabarc Squadron take off in direction after Pops. Who just happened to be flying into B7R. It was time for me to defect too.

[End Flashback] "So I have a couple of questions for you, Mr. Schmidt." asked Brett as he took out a notepad to begin writing down answers.

"Ask away." I said, knowing that he would.

" You say you are a reserve pilot, but shouldn't Belka be putting all the pilots she has in to the breach since she's on the offensive at this point? The allies are beginning to push into Belka. I'm surprised you were not flying sorties non-stop." He asked me eyeing me as if suspecting something.

"You see it all comes down to the the fact that the squad leaders made the decision of who went on the sorties with them. My skill was usually looked down upon due to my age. I understand at the point of time we would be using all of the resources we had available, but due to the Rald Parties' inability to lead during a war, I was usually stuck in reserve." I responded.

"Ok. Still it doesn't make sense... The base command could've still sent you out." Brett replied as he wrote the notes of what I said.

" Did you decide to leave your country because Excalibur was destroyed or because you weren't assigned to any sortie?" He asked me.

"I decided to leave because Pops, my mentor, left. I also wanted to duel the Grabarc Squadron and bring them down. Schwarz lost interest and went after the Galm Team. While Grabarc 1 flew towards Heartbreak One and Pops I followed them and engaged the Grabarc Squad. Another reason was Belka's inability to defend her lands. The common belief is that we fought furiously, we did but the troops in the fatherland were slacking.

We were also afraid of The Demon Lord and the bombing of Hoffnung damaged our morals to the point that we knew we would lose. Fighting was our only option. Again that is the reason I left. Excalibur was our proud of joy, losing it gave us a huge loss of moral. My assignments may have been limited, but I haven't told you anything about my other sorties yet.

I know I stated that I hardly ever was on a sortie, but I'm having a difficulty remembering, I have been on plenty of sorties in USEA and Western Verusea that I've forgotten a lot about my Belkan War flights. That's way the information I have given you about the Belkan War is scarce." I replied, around this time my mouth was tired.

"Ok, well, I'll come back tomorrow and we can continue the interview." Brett said as he packed his stuff up.

Brett then left my home, to stay in a hotel that was down the street from where I lived. I walked into my room where I again washed my face. Then I took a quick glance at my memory cabinet. The cabinet that held most of what I remembered. Old discs, my Belkan Air force leather jacket was in there, the copy of a check that I received from my completion of the Kaluga Crisis. There was also a picture of me and my two wingmen, Slash and Edge. Edge was a female pilot that was born in the Osea Federation and Slash came from Ugellas, a country to the west of Los Canas. Well, now it's known as ISAF, but then again that was during the Continental War.

Now ISAF is going back to what it used to be: The Federal Coalition of USEA, which governed USEA before Erusea invaded. Erusea is now a member and is a vital member to the union's existence. Erusea is now a democratic republic instead of a federal military republic like it once was. I then thought to myself that what I told Brett by far was half the story. It's just been so long and I have been on sixty plus missions that I can't remember most of the Belkan War sorties. My memories during that time just felt like one long air sortie. Guess that's why I told him that I only flew a couple. Out of bad memory.

My fighter was at an airbase not far from Los Canas. Oddly enough, that fighter is the same one that I 'stole' from Belka. And I have kept it with me for the past twelve years. When he comes back tomorrow, I will sum up The Belkan War and tell him of the formation of STFS Scarface. The mercenary squadron that I would lead. Also through this squadron, I meet my wife.

It was around 8:00 when I decided to go for a walk around the countryside. Twelve years have passed since the Belkan War and my defection. I thought about Pops and where Bernitz was. Then about Cipher, the Demon Lord of the Round Table. Then I wondered how Thompson found me. Most likely through Larry Foulke. During the Continental War, me and him met each other and fought alongside each other.

Just like we did after the large air skirmish at B7R. It was in the border town/country Delarus where we met once more and fought together. I was expecting a cold welcome but instead was greeted gratefully. I was surprised that Cipher wasn't with him then he told me that the two fought each other at the end of the Belkan War. I was actually surprised. Those two were just so close to each other.

The only thing I heard from the end of the Belkan War was the Signing of the Treaty of Lumen and the Nuclear Proliferation Treaty signed by all nuclear powered countries. I heard this during a mission in Romny (A country bordering Kaluga to the south of Kaluga and west of Yuktobania).

I then climbed a small hill at the southern part of town and saw the moon rising. It was a crescent moon. Probably one of the most remembered events in my past seven years living here in Usea was the planet fall of the Ulysses1994xf04 asteroid. It was a simple patrol mission over Stonehenge, located to the south east of San Salvacion. At 3:30 PM Usean Time, the asteroid slammed into the planet. Usea got hit hard and a country located in eastern Anea got hit too. I think the countries name was Estovakia but I'm not sure.

Right now the Estovakians are waging a bloody civil war to determine the nation's future. Hard to tell whose enemy and whose friendly over there. No doubt I will get hired by them. But who, I don't know. I might just decline the offer. Right now I got to tell that reporter my story, I know he is considering and putting together the story now as we speak.

Then I started the long walk back to my medium sized house. Not sure what I'm going to do now. When I got back to my house I went back to my memoir cabinet. I then took a look at Belkan Air force ID. I look different now. In this picture, I'm not smiling, I was pale looking. Now, I got color and I'm a lot happier. Maybe being part of Scarface helped me... a lot. I'm proud of what I got here and tomorrow, I will finish my Belkan War story and move on to the Sotoa, Romny, and Kaluga crisis.

The next day I sat down with Brett Thompson again to talk more about The Belkan War. He settled up all of his equipment which consisted of a camera and a microphone. He then sat down at a chair that was placed across from me so that he could clearly ask questions.