"Thanks. This is the first real food I've had in a while and it was great." Seth said as he finished eating his fill. He had eaten about 3 pounds of the bacon by the time he got up. He walked over to the hanger he had built for his plane and began looking through the stacks of crates he had brought over from the other wrecks. "Cables... RADAR Equipment... Circuit Boards... Instrument Panels... Electronics... Ah-Ha, here it is; Weapons and Weapons Systems." he said as he found the right stack. The High Tide must have been doing a smuggling run when she was brought down, because she had been carrying a very large number of weapons like: 35,000 pounds of asorted bombs, about 30 20mm machine guns and 10 40mm cannons that had been modified to work in space without the cons of firing a normal gun in a 0-gravity vacuum, over 250 unguided 60-pound rockets, around 60 AIM-120D Phoenix air-to-air missiles, and a number of other things. He began thinking about how many guns he would be able to put where before it would start weighing down the aircraft too much to be practical; he already knew that the aircraft could easily handle the max load that all of the missile and bomb/rocket rack s could carry. He decieded on 4 20mm's and twin 40mm's in the nose that would be controled by the pilot, 3 20mm's in the forward top ball turret, twin 40mm's in the back top ball turret, twin 20mm's in each waist gun possition, twin 40's in the tail turret, 3 20's in the belly turret, and 3 20's in the nose ball turret. He began going through the crates to pick out the better of the guns to put on the plane.
