It's been a while since we last had an encounter with the Red Hessian Army, the miners whose fighting skills never fail to impress me. Despite that, they are nowhere near the glorious Rheinwehr, we managed to be victorious over superior numbers.
Our ships were scrambled to respond to a call issued by the Altenburg in Dresden. The commander of the battleship notified us of several Hessian ships flying around the sector, probably massing for a larger attack on the ship or one of the nearby mining operations. The operation was led by Major Westerman, me, Hauptfeldwebel Weissman and Hauptgefreiter Drum were his wingmen. Upon our arrival to Dresden, we were ordered to commence a search for the enemy vessels, fortunately it was no difficulty locating them, taking into account that they were hiding in the vulcanic asteroid field near the Altenburg.
Hauptgefreiter Drum approached the enemy first, the Saale, Major Westerman's gunboat and the rest of us followed. Our initial contacts were a Cruiser, the Aurora accompanied by the Derzky gunboat and two smaller craft, the Hoenir and the Molotov. They were told to lower their arms and surrender, however the subject soon drifted to a debate about the false communist ideology these miners followed. In the meantime, more and more Hessian ships kept pulling in, even members of the Red Hessian Army started to show up. Soon we found ourselves outnumbered, the Sharp_Eye, some rookie Hessian and four Red Hessian Army soldiers, Hans Becker, Adolf Hessler, Erich Heimdall and the Komet arrived to the scene. Major Westerman ordered us to back up torwards to Altenburg, while we called for reinforcements.
The Hessians didn't really take notice of the reason for our "tactical retreat". With the independent members as cannon fooder in the first line, they approached us and started shooting at our vessels, with the Saale in their priority. The Altenburg quickly finished off the Molotov, even before the rest of the Hessians charged their weapons. The Sharp_Eye was our next victim, either because of mere luck or because the pilot was inexperienced, our forces have made short work of him. The good beginning however was followed by a really misfortunate event, the Saale was destroyed by the Hessian forces.
After a short confusion, we managed to set the leadership back up, which was then divided between me and Hauptfeldwebel Weissman. We were heavily outnumbered, but thankfully our calls for backup weren't left unanswered. Flieger Sophi Keiste, the cruiser RNC-Dresden and the RNC-Sturmvolk battleship arrived to aid us, at least temporarily evening the odds a little. With the help of the Dresden, the Aurora was dispatched and the Derzky gunboat damaged. We soon lost the Dresden and the Heimdall-class ship started to flee with Hauptgefreiter Drum and me in pursuit, the two of us successfully took the gunship down eventually.
Unfortunately, the Derzky lured us too far out. We were late to return and help Flieger Keiste, who got her ship destroyed but ejected in time. I don't know how, but there were only four enemy ships left when we arrived to the scene. The RNC Sturmvolk had to stand down due to the danger of hitting us with the all those big guns, so me and Drum were were alone against the Hessians for a few minutes. I don't know where Weissman was, he probably got lured away just like we did, but he returned just in time. We blew up the Hoenir, with that evening the odds to three of our ships against three bearing RHA designations. After a brief firefight and the destrucion of Eric Heimdall's vessel, an LWB ship piloted by a strange acting man, Udo Ackermann arrived on scene and somehow blew up Weissman's slightly damaged ship. He seemed to be... rather emotional and regretting about that act, although that is no excuse for an act of terror.
Well, only two Hessians and the LWB ship remained against me and Herr Drum, Hans Becker weilding a bomber was the next one to go down. The firefight continued, but our last target, Adolf Hessler left off after running out of nanobots. We were exhausted to pursue. I wanted to confront Ackermann, the LWB pilot to understand his motives, but Herr Drum's razor was faster. The area was once again clear of hostiles.
It was an exhausting fight, we had to face immeasurable odds with only a small force available. The Kanzler's forces were again victorious against all those miners, even though the Hessian Army soldiers really put up a fight. I landed on the Altenburg to file this report, along with Herr Drum. Unfortunately, only us survived with our ships intact.
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I'm writing this report to inform you about a minor shootout that occoured near Bautzen, just in case Kruger would ask for an explenation about a military action taking place so close to a civilian populated area.
I took off from the Altenburg where I was previously stationed at, after taking care of a few rookie Hessian patrols, I was hailed on the system-wide comms frequency by an unknown signal ordering me to "show myself." The pilot's voice was familiar enough, so I quickly realised it was the Hessian dubbed as 'Vladimir Lenin'. His provocation at first only made me laugh, but realising he was probably in a warship of some sort, I commenced a search for his vessel to prevent civilians from being placed in a threathened position.
I quickly found him with a Freund of him called Bolverk, right near Bautzen. The usual protocols of placing them under arrest soon turned into a heated debate about the foolish communist idea these Hessians followed, luckily I learned enough about it during basic training that they even believed I attended university.... Anyway, back on topic, during the conversation, a Mjolnir-class reserve fighter, designated as Zlodei arrived, his presence didn't speed things up though. A short comms failure from Lenin's ship eventually made me get back to trying to arrest him, refusing to do so, I succeeded in getting them a few clicks away from Bautzen before the shooting started.
The Hessians were both easy targets. They were mainly going for the Zlodei, the reserve fighter that didn't say a mere word during the whole assignment. Hitting the enemies was relatively easy, Lenin's repeated jettisoning of armed Nuclear mines and their disruption by my cruise missiles damaged the terrorist's ship to a large extent. During the engagement, Hauptgefreiter Drum arrived. I ordered the damaged Mjolnir to leave the area, since Drum was going to jump in for him, but the recruit didn't follow orders. Herr Drum eventually had to engage too to save the stubborn reserve pilot from destruction, he took out Lenin's already heavily damaged ship with a well placed razor shot.
As soon as the first hostile was down, the Hauptgefreiter disengaged following my order. The last enemy didn't cease to shoot at the reserve pilot, bringing the ship close to destruction. The communist rebel made a mistake by trying to attack the Mjolnir frontally, he also got distracted by several rookie Military and Kruger pilots interfering the fight. Bolverk's ship was only one shot away from destruction when my ship's sensors, comms and nav died, I drifted blind for a good five minutes in space. All of a sudden, everything went back to normal, but I didn't had a visual on any of the ships formerly present. Herr Drum later told me that the last enemy ship was destroyed by him too, with another razor burst for the sake of variety.
After docking to the Strausberg in Berlin and reloading my ship, I was honored to meet the returning Admiral Malte, taking off from Planet New Berlin. She briefly filled me in on some dangers that so far kept her away, one being those cursed Mandalorian Mercenaries, then me and Drum escorted her to Braunschweig where she ordered various upgrades to be performed on her vessels. Following a short training, I docked with the Moselle and have been there ever since.
Hauptfeldwebel V?lkel signing off.
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This Friday's patrol began with the regulars. After performing a few pre-launch checks and undocking from the Moselle, I met Admiral Malte and Feldwebel Kreuzchen near the Strausberg to perform basic patrol duties.
We did a short patrol around New Berlin, then flew through Halle in order to make our way to Munich. Nothing interesting happened during our patrol, until we reached Frankfurt, where we ran across an SCRA terrorist disrupting the trade lane. He identified himself as Viktor Heinz and admitted his attempts to work against the Rheinland government.
Quickly, several rookie Hessian and Unioner fighter wings arrived on the spot to assist their 'comrade'. The Admiral ordered me and Kreuzchen to intercept the incoming hostiles while she tried to place the terrorist under arrest. I counted altogether six wings of rookies incoming, we had to keep them under constant fire in order to provide a safe ground for arrest, eventually the arrival of two Police rookie wings managed to take the pressure off us. I am not aware how the negotiations went, but I do know that the Admiral made the communist choose between firing squad or execution on spot. After a bit of hesitation, he chose the latter, me and Kreuzchen were told to take his ship out.
The fight was a tough one. The iron beast flown by Heinz managed to both repel damage and evade well. The enemy vessel crippled Kreuzchen's ship, while I was working on keeping his shields down. The Feldwebel somehow managed to use that opportunity and delivered a perfectly aimed SNAC projectile right into the enemy's hull, blowing the communist up to thousands of molten pieces. It was an impressive turn indeed.
Following that encounter, we returned to New Berlin to conduct repairs. I arranged a bay for me and Kreuzchen on Oder Shipyard, the engineers complied without questions. Kreuzchen's ship required longer term repairs, but I could resume my patrol in a few minutes. I didn't have to go far, as soon as I undocked, I spotted four Hessians flying different ships approaching New Berlin.
It was the usual holdup, a smaller attack group led by Vladimir Lenin, with Leo Trotzky, Bolverk and Eric Koehler on his wing. The rag-tag miliants started taunting me as usual, I didn't pay particular attention to their words, but the propaganda machine's presence directly above Berlin was indeed a threat to deal with, considering the civilian populace. Soon enough, Flieger Gustav Heinz and Hauptfeldwebel Gunter Weissman arrived to assist me, we were ready to deal with the threat. The usual arrest attempts took place, but instead of laying down their arms, the Hessians started shooting at the Police rookies flying around the area.
I ordered the Kriegsmarine to open fire at the hostiles. Eric Koehler was our first target, who seemed to be a loosely affiliated Hessian of some sort, flying a Werewolf-class fighter. His large-size ship was easy to hit, not to ignore the fact that he repeatedly tried to hit us with mines, which turned against him as soon as I responded with firing my cruise disruptors into his rear. He didn't last any longer than the others did. Lenin was the next, his crippled ship was destroyed by a mine jettisoned by Weissman. Bolverk left the area, leaving Trotzky, his buddy to be torn apart by the three of us.
We returned to New Berlin after the incident, the reserve ships took charge of cleaning up the area and a Bounty Hunter went after Bolverk to track him down. After a short troop inspection near New Berlin, we returned to our hangars on the planet.
A rather long day this was, unfortunately it didn't end well. We had to deal with numerous issues, some even rose to the ground of diplomacy. From lost GMG transports to a Red Hessian battlefleet, the glorious Rheinwehr marched, fought and when all odds were against us, perished with honor.
GMG incursion in Rheinland space
The day began with a routine patrol of the core systems. Reserve pilot Fridrich Heinz joined me soon, the timing was accurate. Frankfurt perimeter patrols have reported the presence of a GMG vessel of unknown class, moving torwards New Berlin. Heinz was close, so I dispatched him to identify and possibly apprehend the ship and her crew. Soon, Major Westerman arrived to take charge of this sensitive matter. The GMG vessel slipped past us and was identified moving through Berlin. The Major and I moved to Berlin while I ordered Heinz to cover the Frankfurt-Berlin Jump Gate. Eventually, the Gas Miner was the one who hailed us first on system comms, his communication code and way of speaking was obvious enough. I quickly informed him of my identification and ordered him to submit his location, however he responded with saying he was "running back to Sigma 13". I responded with telling him he was in violation of the 80 years war peace treaty, but he didn't respond. His ship was later identified by the Altenburg's sensor sweep in Dresden, a dead-end system, which contradicted his previous statement. Major Westerman immediately instructed us to chase him, but we lost his signals upon our entry. Even the Altenburg couldn't get a reading. He was probably taking shelter in one of the nebulas. After spending zirka 10 minutes to track his vessel down, we were ordered to abandon the search and resume our patrols.
Some minutes following that event when we were already in New Berlin, he hailed us on system broadcast channels again, informing us of his position near the Dresden jump gate. The GMG captain made an apology for his deeds and said that his superiors ordered him to cooperate. Me and Major Westerman approached his vessel and after getting a clear reading and identifying the ship as the GMG|GTS-Mang.Kinjo, we informed him of the details of this situation. I started with telling him that his presence was in violation of the peace treaty that followed the 80 years war and demanded an explenation for his presence. The GMG captain replied that he tought an agreement to resolve this situation has already been made and he followed an "outdated" trade route. He didn't answer my question regarding how he didn't realise that using a 200 years old trade route was not the wisest decision to consider, and I also advised him to gather some information on his clearance and freight licensing before flying a 5000 tons transport into a territory where it shouldn't be present. Afterwards, Major Westerman on board the Saale ordered him to drop the large amount of diamonds he had on board and summoned a Kruger transport to pick them up. The Mang Kinjo followed our orders without a second tought, eventually I told him that he would be escorted out from Rheinland, back to GMG space. Me and Fridrich Heinz assumed formation and we escorted him to the Sigma-13 jump hole, via the Brandenburg-Bonn-Dortmund lane configurations. The issue was resolved with his departure. Suddenly, more Rheinwehr ships arrived, me and Heinz told them that the situation was under control, but they attacked us! Realising soon that they were Wilde ships, we engaged and destroyed the ships and the two attack wings that followed.
I also recieved an official apology from a GMG representative while we were still under attack by the Wilde ships. I told him that I was not in a position to be involved in the political issues of Rheinland, but thanked him for making his employee cooperate with us. I am more than confient that Admiral Malte settled the issue with the GMG, since she also instructed us not to pester GMG employees until the Baden Baden conferency is over.
A rough 30 minutes following the previous issue with the GMG, Major Westerman returned to base, while me and Fridrich Heinz were supervising embargo duties in the Hamburg system. We picked up a faint, illiterable comm signal coming from an unknown location somewhere in Hamburg. We told the submitter to identify himself, which he did without hesitation. The signal originated from a person called Gary Numan, claiming to be an officer of the Liberty Navy. I ordered Heinz, Feldwebel Kreuzchen and the Hannover corvette of the K-211 reserve fleet to prepare for a battle, but eventually we determined that it was just a sole ship, not an assault fleet.
The Libertonian officer started taunting us, first dishonoring the Kanzler and the Bundestag, then getting to racial and personal insults. I ordered a search party to find him and take him down, but he was nowhere to be found. He eventually started claiming that he was scouting the system, reporting unexisting flaws of different locations, but since I had a sentry placed at every location he reported and neither of them reported anything moving, he was obvioulsy lying in order to provoke us. Even though I notably didn't commence a search of the hazardous asteroid fields, captain Lange of the Hannover roamed his gunboat into the asteroid field covering the Bering jump hole. I don't know how to take that action, since he found the Libertonian, but he risked a valuable gunboat and the crew by taking her in. However, the Libertonian succeeded in evading the gunboat and even though he claimed he was on his way to Planet Hamburg, he never showed up again.
Realising that apprehanding this foolish Libertonian was neither possible or necessary, I landed on Planet Hamburg and gave command to Feldwebel Kreuzchen.
Hessian routine sweep of Dresden
The next situation was adequate as an afternoon practice, but otherwise nothing notable. Bautzen reported us the presence of the usual Hessian raid party, led by Vladimir Lenin and his cronies.
I was on patrol around New Berlin when I was called to respond. Some Volksfront pilot, Daniel Boehmer was roaming around the system, but I couldn't track him down. A reserve RFP pilot was after him already, but I later learned that Boehmer took him out with ease. Regardless, I was ordered by Major Westerman to proceed to the assembly point at Bautzen, since we had some Hessians to take out.
Hauptfeldwebel Leonora Schneider, Hauptfeldwebel Gunter Weissman and eventually Vizeadmiral Walter Krupinski arrived to the assembly point. More ships were on the way, including Admiral Malexa Malte, but we had the situation already handled. In a mere few minutes, five Hessian contacts showed up, I could get a reading on Vladimir Lenin, Eric Koehler, Leo Trotzky, Bolverk and Sharp Eye. The fight quickly erupted, our first target, the Sharp Eye was destroyed under a mere few seconds. Other enemies only caused us hardship by flooding the battlefield with mines and missiles, which even caused the destruction of Major Westerman's bomber-class craft. The rest was easy though, Trotzky and Koehler quickly went down. Bloverk again slipped out of the battle without anyone noticing, leaving his comrades behind for destruction.
The day was saved, we thought at that point. We resumed our patrols, I was ordered to patrol Frankfurt and Munich with Weissman on my wing, while the Admiral took Herr Krupinski and Kaptain Hatten of the RNC Dresden to guard the Omegas. Our patrol pattern was all clear, but the Admiral spotted a Liberty warship lurking around in the Omegas (!), which fled the area as soon as the Admiral had visual contact.
As soon as our patrols were over and our pilots were leaving back to barracks, reports have come in of a Red Hessian ship being spotted around Dortmund. I am not aware of the exact details, Kapitaen Hatten scrambled an intercept wing to take the pilot, Adoph Hessler out. As far as I recall, he fled into a nearby asteroid field and only reserve pilot Heinz chased him further, where the Hessian turned back and destroyed the pilot's fighter craft.
Things went awkwardly silent afterwards until a large Hessian military force, including their flagship, the Von Rohe was spotted approaching torwards Dortmund via the Bonn trade lane. We were ordered to take battle positions and brace for the attack, Admiral Malte personally came to the field to coordinate our forces. The Von Rohe came under fire by the station and the Military patrols present and started evading torwards New Berlin. Quickly afterwards, more Hessians followed their flagship, including Gunter Hoerst, Ernst Neurath, the Messerschmidt and even another cruiser, the Frau Blucker. Our forces were obviously outnumbered, only minimal reinforcements came with almost no heavy support to deal with the enemy cruisers. The Admiral ordered the civilian vessels to evaquate and the Hessians to lay down their weapons, the former was successful, the latter was not.
I was hoping that we might reach some sort of compremise, but the fight erupted quickly, unfortunately close enough to Rheinland's key civilian installations. The Hessians have destroyed a Military cruiser and its gunboat escort, which sealed the deal. We were ordered to open fire and try to bring down the Hessian cruisers. The Frau Blucker was the first target, the RNC Dresden and our bomber wings managed to destroy the Hessian cruiser, while the fighters (including myself) were ordered to cover our cruiser from the bombers the enemy threw at us. Unfortunately, the Dresden couldn't withstand two cruisers and several bombers hitting her either, it suffered a reactor meltdown and was brought out of action.
Minimal reinforcements arrived, Gefreiter Boettcher and Kapitaen Lang joined the battle, but the arriving enemy support crushed our attempt to balance the battle. Alfred Wagner and a Unioner, Matthias Zevonen arrived for the enemy as backup, we quickly found the need for the two reserve gunboat standing by for orders. Unfortunately, they didn't last long, I wouldn't bet that they even scratched the hull of the heavily armored Hessian flagship before all being wiped out.
The situation was getting dire. Our ships were picked off like flies and I quickly found myself alone in the field, fighting numerous Hessian ships among the drifting wrecks and escape pods of Rheinwehr ships as well as the wreckage of the Frau Blucker. I was aiming to bring their bomber down, one that was designated as Messerschmidt, which was a remarkably difficult fact both because a lot of ships were shooting at me and because the Hessian's nanobot supply got constant shots from his 'comrades'. I succeeded to bring the Messerschmidt close to destruction three times, but I soon realised that due to the circumstances (that being the fact that I had to drain the nanobot supply of the whole battlefleet alone if I wanted to finish the Messerschmidt off), my task was impossible. I shouted a "Wir kapitulieren nie" into the comms and hit the eject button, my ship was destroyed and I passed out.
It's sure been a while since I last visited the New Berlin hospital, but I woke up there today. I'm still not aware if the sacrifice our men made was enough to guarantee the safety of Dortmund and Essen, I still have to see if the stations are intact. I will give my papers in to request a new ship, my wounds were treated, so I can continue my duty as soon as possible.
Indeed one of the days that I classify as "I'm lucky to be alive", but all that matters is that we managed to secure the safety of Rheinland and kept civilian casualties at a minimum to nothing.
I was called on duty to respond to some Liberty Revolutionary Front ships showing up in Frankfurt, however as soon as I launched my ship to space, I have been notified of the threat already being neutralised. Since multiple SCRA ships have also been sighted moving around Stuttgart, we were told to investigate and intercept before they got to reinforce their fallen comrades. Fortunately, upon our arrival to Stuttgart we noticed that the Coalition ships were engaged in a firefight by Mandalorian Mercenaries, we didn't succeed in locating them though. A reserve pilot, Etzel Kuhn went a bit too overzealous and risked himself by going into a nebula to track the hostiles down and as soon as I told him it was a risky and unnecessary action to take, the pilot chose to disrespect my orders and start an argument about my situation. He somehow failed to realised that the Military is not existent to kill people, but to protect Rheinland citizens and if necessary do we have to resort to taking arms.
Our argument was quickly dissolved as the Wild Dragons reserve fleet reported multiple unidentified ships, later classified as Phantoms, approaching into the heart of Berlin. Since the reserve division failed to deal with the threat, we were called in to respond, Herr Stein from the Marinenachrichtendienst took charge of the anomalous situation. We eventually confronted the hostiles between the Bonn-Dortmund lane, we both dropped out of the trade lane at the same time. Their ship designations were most odd, the first one to identify was Shillelagh, quickly more of them arrived on spot. Overload, Shock, Mindrender, Ze'ev's Revenge, Rawshank and Valentine were the enemies I listed, standing against me, Feldwebel Kreuzchen, Hauptfeldwebel Weissman, MND Agent Stein, Wild Dragon Dominik Mertins and reserve pilot Etzel Kuhn. Not only did the enemy outman us, but their technological superiority was rather obvious aswell. Their ships were covered in an unusual, black paintjob with a sole insignia serving as their only decoration and strange, purple light was erupting from where their reactor seemed to be located. Their weapons were all producing an energy reading way above the standards, as it was proven later, it was painful to be hit by them. The ships all seemed to be piloted by madmen. Sadists, lunatics and psychopats equipped with superior technology, I admit, even as a Rheinwehr officer, they made me shiver for a moment.
They didn't really ask for an arrest warrant, they straight-out opened fire on our vessels. Our priority target was the Ze'ev's rage, a Farmers Alliance bomber. The vessel's pilot managed to fly his craft remarkably well, even though it was a bomber, it was really hard to hit. The odds were against our favour, the enemy seemed to be capable of good teamwork, while we were shooting at the bomber, they flanked us and got on our tail to cover their ship. Feldwebel Kreuzchen was the first one to go down from our ranks, I'm not aware of the details of his destruction, but I think he was hit by a torpedo. Following the destruction of Dominik Mertins and the realisation that we were most probably doomed, MND Agent Stein ordered a retreat torwards the Strausberg. We did not make it. First they shot down Hauptfeldwebel Weissman, then Agent Stein followed. A Bounty Hunter gunboat, designated as "Judge Jury Executioner" was also dropped out of the lane, but he was shot to pieces under a matter of seconds, he didn't even stand a chance.
Loosing Weissman and Stein made me face serious doubts regarding my survival. The cheeky reserve pilot, Kuhn was still holding the front with me, he even managed to deliver numerous razor shots to the enemy bomber's hull, making him flee the scenario. The enemy forces were so certain of their victory that they resupplied their bomber over and over again, but I think that was the point when the tide turned. After spending about 10 minutes in space against 6 Phantoms against me and Kuhn, backup arrived finally! Reserve pilots Sven Hassel and Fredrich Weiler dropped into the fight, balancing the odds a little. Herr Hassel even managed to blow the Phantom called Valentine up with a marvelous SNAC shot. Unfortunately, Herr Hassel was vulnerable in a bomber, the courageous pilot perished for Rheinland in honor. Targets afterwards switched between Shock, Shillelagh, Rawshank and Overload. The fight that followed was pretty balanced, we managed to get to a point where were weren't outmached anymore. We eventually stopped at targeting Shillelagh, by the time Vizeadmiral Krupinski and Admiral Malte arrived, he was almost destroyed. The Phantoms didn't try their chances with the Admirality's backup, the cowards ran for it.
We were told to pursue the targets, but they were too fast and fled. I returned to Planet New Berlin to inform Admiral Malte of our bitter victory. The fight lasted for about an hour and a quarter, we lost many good men today, but drove the terrorists off. We protected Rheinland and the Rheinlander citizens, if these vile beasts are really as merciless as the rumour has it, the loss of good men saved many more.
I'd like to apologise again for not being able to participate in the campaign fought to defend our Vaterland from the Liberty Navy incursion, although it is yet to be confirmed, I heard it was pretty bad out there. The reason for my absence is due to a major engine malfunction the Ft. Wenatchee's guns have inflicted on my ship in Bering. Although I couldn't perform space duties, I have reported to a marine crew for surface defence tasks.
I joined the operation with being called to defend Bering's Hamburg-side border by Admiral Engels. The Admiral and Vizeadmiral Chezberger were under heavy fire out in the frontlines, the Ft. Wenatchee dreadnought, a gunboat and several Upholders were keeping the pressure on the Admirals. I didn't have time to think twice, the Libertonians opened fire at me as soon as I left the interstellar hyperspace. My first target was an Upholder, designated as BSalpha, the rookie pilot was rather easy to damage. The only disturbing fact was that the amateur pilot kept falling back to the range of the Ft. Wenatchee, unfortunately, I couldn't really close up without having to face the heavy guns of the dreadnought. We called in a reserve gunboat, the Der Ritter and two reserve pilots, Ewald Putzkammer and Hans Wolfgan to assist us, unfortunately the gunboat was careless enough to wander into the range of the Liberty Dreadnaught and was shattered in a matter of seconds by the pulse rain it produced. Ewald Putzkammer didn't last any longer either, the Wenatchee shot the careless pilot's ship to pieces.
Lucas Wells was then dispatched by Admiral Engels and moments afterwards, Vizeadmiral Chezberger took out the Upholder baring the designation of BSalpha. Unfortunately, Admiral Engels was caught in a wrong turn by the Libertonians and had to jettison from his ship before destruction. Another LSF upholder, Squints McClintock arrived too late to help his buddies, I took him down as he tried to escape via the trade lanes. Realising his outnumbered state, the captain of the Ft. Wenatchee ordered a full retreat and the ship started to flee torwards Freeport 2. We managed to hit the ship hard, if it's not for the distraction that the arrival of another Libertonian gunboat, the Miracle caused, we would have caught the fleeing Dreadnaught. We destroyed the gunboat, but the Wenatchee escaped successfully. Our MND Agents then reported a rather large Libertonian backup force arriving, we were then ordered to retreat to Hamburg and prepare to defend our homeland.
As we were pursuing the Ft. Wenatchee, the ship was retaliating with its guns. I was hit by a burst of plasma, that caused the engine malfunction that made me miss the events that followed. I will report back to duty as soon as possible.
Hauptfeldwebel V?lkel signing off.
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