Comm.ID: Brian Scott, Secondary Fleet
Subject: The end of today's patrol
Location: Battleship Isis
Greetings, Scott here. Today I joined the wing of Order Primary Fleet under command of Rear Admiral D'Souza. Our assignment was to patrol Omicron Delta. However, we were ambushed by BHG rookies right at the jump hole. While we were dealing with them, more experienced hunters arrived. My assignment was to cover the wing from the nomad attacks, but when one of the hunters attempted to engage the Admiral, I got orders to interfere. I succeeded in keeping the hunter away from our main squadron and several rookies assisted me. The fight took us to the Omicron Lost jump hole. That hunter came too close to the jump hole, and so did I. That was a stupid mistake. Our ships were dragged into the wormhole and we ended up fighting each other in Omicron Lost. Other Order agents know that part. So I'll tell what happened next.
The hunter turned out to be a dangerous opponent and almost turned my ship into galactic dust. However, I managed to vaporize his ship, but my scanner was damaged in the battle, so I couldn't find the pod. Having no other options, I returned to the Isis. Unfortunately, I can't enclose any files regarding that BHG vessel, since the hunter damaged my ship's scanner and the databanks perished. But the fact that I returned back in one piece and not in the escape pod tells something, right?
Brian Scott out. Additional private message. Receiver: Henry Frederick, Primary Fleet.
Hello, Henry. It has been some time, huh? I guess I must thank you for those "toys" you provided me with almost half-a-year ago. Those guns worked well today and probably saved my life.
Take care.