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[color=#00AADD]Comms dir: [color=#00AAAA]Liberty Navy High Command
Comms loc: Battleship Overlord, Hudson
Comms ori: Admiral (in reserve) Sarah Willows

*That old, familiar figure called Sarah Willows appears on the screen, clearly sitting on the Overlord's bridge in full dress uniform and a serious look on her face, her tone calm and professional.*

[color=#99FFDD]Good morning Admirals Hale, MacTavish, Anderson and Commodore Robinson.

I won't waste your precious time by beating around the bush so I'll give you the summary.
On 0900 hours this morning I took over command of the Overlord and returned to my former post.
As expected, I got quite a warm welcome from most of the crew.
From some others not so much, but that's why they're being relocated to Houston as of this moment.

I've ordered the Overlord to pass to the Hudson system from Virginia after taking over command of the ship and we're currently orbiting Atka quietly and out of everyone's sight.
You may wonder why or not, as there haven't been any orders issued regarding my reinstatement nor regarding a relocation of the ship, but that's because I've been acting on my own, as I intend to do in the near future.
I think you can see where this is going by now and somewhere in your heads the question 'why' is ringing like the internal alarm bell of a Houston whore seeing three drunk sailors stumble her way in an alley.

I don't like where you're all going.
I don't like where Liberty is going.
I don't like the bull**** I had to pull out of my behind just so everyone can play nice with no particular result.
I don't even like how this war is going, hell if it wasn't for the women and the drinks I wouldn't even like Liberty at all.
All that and some other things I see people forgetting far too often everywhere all-around, but let's not get into details because it's too late anyway, isn't it?

Rhetorical question, and it marks the point at which I cut to the chase.

I am defecting, and so are most parts of my crew, along with the ship and everything aboard or in the depths of my brain.

And there's nothing you can do.

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After returning to space and finally obtaining proper IFF and ID paperwork I encountered a BAF Gunboat callsigned RIDIK. Me, along with Parker and reserve pilot Brandsen halted and hailed the vessel. The gunboat tried to cruise off many times, also he never responded to our hails being completely silent throughout the whole process. After warning the Gunboat many many times I ordered Parker to fire a warning shot. The Gunboat tried to cruise off one more time, andI cruise disrupted him and told him the consequences. However the Captain must of been daft because he opened fire on my ship without any warning or provocation, almost killing me. I then ordered to engage to defend our lives.

After a while of fighting, the friendly reserve pilot lost his ship, however we were significantly damaging the hostile gunboat. And he was quickly dispatched by my kill shot. I returned to the New York system, nothing to be found. I then docked at norfolk to repair my ship and am currently waiting for it to be repaired before i return to Duty.

[color=#33FF33]Friendly Naval Units:

[LN] Joseph Backus
[LN] John Parker
James_Bradsen - [color=#FF0000]Destroyed

Rogue? Bretonian Gunboat:

RIDIK - Destroyed

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For freedom, for Liberty.


Ensign Joseph Backus signing off.

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Incoming Transmission :


Neural Identification : =Neo=


Have to report one smuggler near Manhattan.
When I try to stop him, he docked at the planet and possible hide Cardamine on planet...
Then come to me and ask me why I'm stop him?
In the mean time we have officer under fire near West Point.
So I proceed to help him.

Junkers - Adrenaline-Junker

::Incoming Transmission::
Comm id: Virgil Redline

Message begins:

What an evening. *opens another beer*

right. here goes.

We got a call that some military battleships were in texas. So I launched the Finishing Touch and went looking. Turned out there was quite a big invasion going on. So we moved in on 3 enemy battleships and started wasting tax money.

Well, tax money wasn't the only thing that got wasted. Ships were exploding left and right. I ordered the gunners to open fire and so we begun. In texas, we were able to blow away 1 enemy battleship.



Then we proceeded with a counterattack into Hamburg. There we ran into a defence force of 2 more battleships, 2 cruisers and some bombers.

Both the battleships were destroyed by our combined firepower.





Then some bombers decided to attack us. our escorts did a fine job though. 1 of the bombers decided to, well, ram us. Either that or he was on the loo or something because he rammed himself straight into the Touch after being showered with fire from our primary guns.



Then a second bombers attacked. He fired torpedo after torpedo. but our shields were up. what was he thinking? Slightly amused, our gunners gave him some broadside luvin'. He didn't like that.



We took some damage when 1 of those damn turtles managed to get into range as we were busy shooting the crap out of an enemy cruiser. nothing serious mind. The Touch will be ready for action again tomorrow

*raises beer*

Here's to a lovely evening full of explosions.


Virgil Redline

end of message.

Transmission; Start
Identification: Commodore Christina Robinson
Location: New York system, Planet Manhattan, Fort Bragg

Virgil Redline;

How in the name of Sirius did you get your hands on a Liberty Dreadnought?!

You're lucky I've a prior engagement to attend, otherwise I'd tour it myself. Like I did your pitiful excuse for a Siege Cruiser, in fact. I'm sure you remember fleeing the scene just before I discovered and disposed of your dead dog and the contraband beside it.

I'm watching you.

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[Inbound Transmission]
--Streaming--

Captain Jack Malrone

>Smuggler Concern.

It seems a cardamine-smuggler has somehow got his hands on one of Liberty's Super-Transports and is using it to fulfill his shady purposes. Just yesterday I came across the USS-Agamemnon shipping about 5000 units of the stuff through to Sugarland Prison - Even after I ordered the place be locked down.

Then, the transport somehow disappeared and another USS- tagged ship (USS-Midway) appeared on sensors...in Virginia. The Captain gave me some bullcrap answer when asked for his rank and designation within the Navy.

All officers are to stop and hold USS- tagged ships for thorough cargo scans and if the Agamemnon is found, to charge him with smuggling and evading an officer of the law

>2nd Smuggler Concern.

Shaka_Trans_Co. has repeatedly failed to stop for cargo scans and has been found in possession of illegal goods on every encounter I've had with this cardamine-peddling, slave-driving, cop-shooting degenerate.

Be on the look out for this one, fellas.

>The "Indians".

At first I thought someone was again failing to pronounce the name of my gunboat correctly, but as it turns out, a group of so-called "Indians" have been hanging around Liberty and, from what I gather from the news, Bretonian space as well. Although they're not too well trained, they managed to severely damage the Indiana when encountered in numbers at the California gate.

Luckily, I managed to take one down before our reactor went critical.

The rest were taken out by Captain Casero and his <strike>band of merry men</strike> assisting officers.

Captain Jack Malrone

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......*static*..........

: [SA]-RedBear>>>>>>ejection beacon engaged>>>>>>>>>

*static*

: ahhhhhhhhh!......[LN]-Jack.Malrone! They split myship open to the void........ejecting....sorry, at least we took one to the void with us*static*

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: [SA]-RedBear>>>>>>>>>>>>>video damaged>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

: "malrone still fighting can anyone hear Us?"

ENCRYPTION: [color=#33FF33]Medium.
SOURCE: Battleship Mississippi.
Submitter: Ensign Joseph Backus, Liberty Navy Primary Fleet
Recipient: LN High Command

Subject: Patrol Report #2

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I undocked today for a routine patrol. After checking out lanes in New York I managed to run into civilian wanting to join the Navy. I promptly showed him the channel. After resupplying and rearming at Planet Manhattan I went on to patrol the Colorado system.

However things were about to heat up. Not even a minute after I jumped into the Colorado system I was hailed by a Liberty Police Officer stating that there was a Order Battlecruiser. In fact, it turned out to be the infamous ThunderBay. I told the officer to keep the Muntineed ship put while I rushed back into New York. Knowning that our firepower was not sufficeint, I radioed in Captain Malrone and Casero.

While waiting for backup I attempted to convince Captain Porter of the ThunderBay that desertion was not the key and was not a smart thing to do. At first she showed signs that I had gotten into her head and convinced her to turn herself in, however she stayed loyal to the terrorist group The Order and refused to surrender herself, the ship, or her crew. When Captain Malrone and Casero showed up in the Cruiser Libertad and the Battlecruiser Grooms Lake, the Captain informed me that he would allow me 10 more minutes to try to convince the Order officer that she is in fact daft. However to my dissapointment and sadness, Mrs. Porter would not yield. After she engaged cruise engines Captain Casero gave the order to fire.

I shall admit I hesitated at first, however I remembered my duty. I switched off the safety and promptly opened fire. After a short while The Naval forces brought the ThunderBay into critical status, breaching the Hull. Captain Casero gave one more warning, but the Order ship would not give in.

Now call me crazy, but I could of swore that right before we tore the battlecruiser to safety, it seemed to dissapeared and enter warp drive. The kill and destruction of the ship is not confirmed and mysteriously we could not find any surviving callsigns. The Order must have new technology for this... My ship took minimum damage. After repairing my ship I was granted permission from Captain Casero for some R&R. I definetly needed it..






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[font=Georgia]Ensign Joseph Backus signing off.

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::Incoming Transmission::
Comm id: Virgil Redline

Message begins:

Commodore Robinson,

I do not remember anything of the kind. You must have dreamed it.

*kicks away an empty beer bottle rolling on the floor*


All the ships I command in the reserve fleet are a prime example of fine navy vessels with the finest and most diciplined crew the navy has to offer


*trips over drunk crewmember lying on the floor*


And you say we had contraband onboard? All lies.


*lights up a joint*


I would never dream of such dreadful conduct.


*grabs playboy*


Now, I have some 'paperwork' to do. Please stop trying to make me look bad ma'am. It's all just to ruin my good name.


Virgil Redline

end of message.

INCOMING TRANSMISSION

Sender : CJ Edwards
Location : Old Miss, Texas

Greetings,

I hereby consider cpt.Nagentus, a Bounty Hunter piloting one of their gunboats, to be kill-on-sight for the destruction of my Defender in orbit of Houston. There was absolutely no reason or warning for this outrageous offence.

Please see here for my transmission to the Bounty Hunters Guild regarding this matter.

Regards,
CJ

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