Salud, comrade-friends of the Coalition!

I've just returned from my pilgrimage to the wreckage of the Sleeper Ship Hispania.

I traveled through Omega-5 and '41 with relative ease, thereon passing through to Omicron Theta. Here again, I passed with ease until reaching Omicron Eta where problems quickly mounted (though none which I could not handle). The first of these was a rather obtrusive and blatantly placed mine field. I was attempting to avoid detection, thus I felt going around the behemoth might betray my goals of haste, so I set about finding a way through the minefield. Traveling the length of the field, I beheld myself to seeing a station within the field.

Well, guided by this curious anchor, I managed to find an entrance into and through the field as documented here:

Hereafter I listened in on comm traffic of nearby patrols who had yet to detect me and tailed from a safe distance a number of others to find access to Omicron Alpha. Upon exiting the Siniestre Nebula, I whirled around behind the trio of planets to the reported location of the wreck. Visual data detailed below.


With some finagling of my vessel's wings and some crisp maneuvering, I found a suitable spot on the wreckage walls upon which to carve my name. Visual upload below.


Here is where things get interesting. Upon releasing my cry of victory,


As I returned to the 'Eta jumphole, a Maltese gunship appeared on my scopes asking me to stop for inspection. Of course this was preposterous, so I took an evasive motion. Quickly enough my evasion rendered me at the foot of a second Outcast (presumably of the same family), this time in a fighter. I again shifted course, now at the ideal angle to mosey back on my way. They fell fairly silent during their pursuit through Eta aside from the odd semi-coherent mumble or threat. Imagery of the flight through Eta below.


Once we entered Theta, they again began to speak carbon copy insults and threats to me. Once I reached the Omega-41 jumphole, however, I was home free as they there broke off their pursuit. It was a short gander through '5 before I entered Omega-52, docked on Zvezdny, and filed this report.

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