After the dust has settled, the squad got into formation again, awaiting orders or just general information from the Overwatch. Matt was thinking about the battle, mainly looking for points of weakness and space for improvement. His overall handling was fine, his manouvers too; the Jaguar barely took damage. The base, Lossiemouth, on the other hand did get some missile impacts in important spots, making day-to-day operations even harder, but still sustainable, for the ground personnel. He noted that he could improve on target prioritization.

His analysis was cut short when the radio finally came into life. The Overwatch announced that the bandits they just destroyed were only for decoy and diversion, while the real force struck multiple targets in Europe, mostly Southern Europe, including Italy and Spain. Truly, Matt was surprised when he found out that the UNWO could reach this far into UN territory, but the fact they had the resources to just basically abandon numerous Flankers and Su-27s along with Tu-95s armed with missiles capable of destroying bases, blew his mind. Now he totally understood why the UN would authorize the creation of a squadron like Excalibur and he started feeling even more committed to the cause. The more time they spend destroying these bastards, the more lives they save and the closer they get to reunification of the world.

In light of these news, the squad was redirected to another carrier heading towards the Mediterranean area, the place of the UNWO's airstrikes. Soon enough, they would arrive to the aforementioned carrier, which became the second surprise Matt had in a short period of time. It was unlike anything he has ever seen. Sure, he heard about the UN's and the Avalon Institute's new prototype carriers, but he didn't think they'd look like [i]that[/i]. The main problem was however, that they had to land on this thing. [i]"But...how? Where to even start?"[/i] he asked himself. The runway was on the front end, not the rear, as he would've expected and because it was obviously in motion, the landing zone was basically approaching them. He watched how One and the others ahead of him attempt to land. To Eleven's request, Four gave a basic explanation, which helped him as well.

After doing some tries like the rest, he finally decided to go for it. Deploying the arrestor hook and eventually the landing gears, he carefully, but continously reduced his speed until he reached the runway and the aircraft stopped. For a moment he thought he flied too fast but in the end it was slow enough. [i]"Seven landed. Phew."[/i] he said on the radio and got out of the Jaguar as the personnel on the ground made sure it was secured.