I really hate when I cant see my desk from all these papers. But I must admit, I cant way myself out of that mess. It is terrible mess, ja. But, it is good that I finally found this report that I wrote some time ago.
Location: Omega 11
Subject: Training Revolution fighters
I didnt plan to give tips that night, but you never know what might happen. Comrade Luis had asked me to check his latest toy, a Red Hessian fighter, Odin. Quite impressive. This ship is much, much faster than our fighters, but Luis was interested in checking Odin's performance in an actual battle.
Comrade Luis couldnt hold his breath for much longer. Soon, he commented Odin as a 'not so good as he did believed so' (thats a rather nice version of comment). I had to agree with comrade Luis opinion on Odin, Hessian fighter. That thing was build to catch all sort of mines and gun shoots.
After that disappointment for comrade Luis, he went right to Omega 52. I stayed around, to meet rather interesting comrade, a pilot of Red Hessian Army, Herr Baier. In a Odin.
He asked for a friendly duel, to see if he is up to match with Coalition pilots.
What happened next was a long training that lasted for two hours. In following link there is complete record of the communications.
Location, Omega 50
Subject: Corsairs at their best
Comrade Luis caught a nice fish that day. Corsairs, so busy with drinking, didnt even notice that they are being intercepted by Coalition gunboat Borodino, under command of comrade Luis. We had enough time to take some photos, but, not enough time to paint a red star on tail of Corsair gunboat. In following link, there is a complete record of communication with Corsair gunboat, once they noticed us.
Location, Omega 5
Subject: Corsairs at their best, Vol. II
Small Coalition raiding party entered Omega 5 with quite a simple task. To lower Corsair numbers to more acceptable levels. Operation was lead by Lieutenant Nickolai Alaric, and following pilots took place in this raid: Stenka Razin and comrade Petrov. After first successes, we had to retreat back to Omega 52, after we started to be outnumbered by four hostile to every friendly ship. Something for memory.