Incoming Message
Location: Planet New London HQ
Priority Message: N/A
Encryption: Medium
From: Ensign Arthur Davenport
Greetings. This report will focus predominantly on my (used in the loosest sense possible here, since I was the most junior member) patrol’s time in the Coronado system, although a short outline of the patrol itself shall follow.
Initially, we (Lt. Commander Goodman and I, 1x Paladin and 1x Templar) went on a long range recce that passed through several systems, including Omega-3, which went well and without any incident. Eventually we decided to head to Coronado in order for the Lt. Commander to do some recce, by which time we were accompanied by Lt. (now Lt. Commander) Arland. The journey to the Barrier Gate Station went by uneventfully, and we were directed by Goodman to keep an eye out while he conducted his mission.
Soon, we encountered a pair of rather suspicious looking Kusari Explorers who seemed awfully interested in us (as well as where our commander was). We stayed alert and asked for an advisory. We were subsequently told to avoid confronting them, and after a tense but ultimately insignificant stand-off we left Barrier Gate Station accompanied by the Lt. Commander (who had completed his mission by this time).
Not long after we left the Coronado system, we encountered the pirate liner known as "Robber" as it was preying on a trade lane. Despite its’ best efforts, it proved easy pickings for us and it was destroyed soon after the initial contact was made.
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-= Low Encryption =-
Priority: Low
To: BAF Defense Intelligence Staff
From: Lieutenant Geo... Pardon me, Lieutenant Commander George Richard Hall
Location: Planet Leeds, Leeds System
Subject: My Promotion
*George appears on the screen, in his deep black suit, with his chin raised*
Admiral Sir Firmus Piett, I am more than greatly honored by my promotion. I am sure, if I don't die in some kind of a terrible accident, that I will serve you in years to come, fighting for Bretonia's sake and prosperity.
Yours sincerely, George Richard Hall.
Over and out.
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Incoming transmission
Location: Planet Leeds HQ
Priority Message: N/A
Encryption: Standard
From: Lieutenant Commander James Arland
I humbly thank the admiralty board for the promotion, and I will continue to serve to the full extent of my abilities.
I am honoured by your trust.
Arland out.
End of message
[Incoming Transmission]
[Source: Her Majesty Ship Harbinger]
[CommID: Admiral Charles.Davis]
Establishing Video Uplink: Failed
This is the Battleship Harbinger Calling all forces and patrols near the Chester system. We are under attack by unknown superior forces.This is Admiral Davis we are heavily engaged with Nomad vessels we require reinforcements as soon as possible. I repeat We're engaged with Nomad forces in Chester we require assistance. I will set this message to repeat.
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Incoming transmission
Location: New London HQ
Priority Message: YES
Encryption: HIGH
From: Lieutenant Commander James Arland
Reporting to the Admiralty board that the situation regarding the Harbinger has been resolved.
I will relay the full extent of the events that transpired today.
First of all, I was preparing with my patrol wing to commence our routine sweeps of the home systems. When I attempted to inform the Harbinger of this, I received only dead air - even stranger was that the vessel was operating in Chester at the time!
As this was hardly standard, I informed my direct superior - Commander Goodman - and tried raising the Harbinger again, whilst putting the fleet on alert.
Finally, we received a distress signal from Admiral Davis (already filed in this archive) and we set course with our rallied forces immediately. Several fighters, a battleship, a destroyer, and a couple of gunboats were among our number once the alert was fully out.
I was the first to arrive on scene in Chester and acquire visual on the Harbinger.
First things first - the damage to the battleship was obvious, her superstructure was fractured and melted all over, her engines were out, (she was listing towards the star's gravitational pull for quite some time, then a planet) and communications were spotty.
I relayed the Harbinger's coordinates to the rest of the fleet, and remained on station for fighter intelligence support while the other ships made it to our location.
I tried to take scans of the Harbinger to check for lifesigns, but weapons and cloaking systems malfunctioning and activating at random intervals made this task difficult.
The vessel was ultimately saved from her collision course with a planet by Commander Goodman's destroyer, Invictus, by means of ramming into her. Sadly, this further damaged the superstructure of the battleship, but it was better than allowing it to die.
I finally managed to establish a blackbox uplink with the Harbinger, giving me a more detailed damage report: 90% percent of all compartments decompressed, comms and sensors almost completely inoperative, engines offline, shields offline. High Command personnel still alive at the bridge, lifesigns weak. I shared this information with the rest of the battlegroup.
Boarding teams were sent in, and they secured one living crewman as well as Admiral Davis himself, who I believe is in surgery as we speak. Nobody else were left alive by the nomads, apparently.
After a bit of work we managed to get engines and navigation semi-operational, and we escorted the damaged craft back to Southampon Shipyard by way of Dublin.
An emergency zone was declared around the shipyard, and one trader who refused to leave was destroyed. We are told that the Harbinger will be fit for service once more in about two or three months, which is still entirely too long.
The loss of this craft, even if it is temporary, is absolutely detrimental to the war - we cannot abide losing capital ships in this manner.
Thankfully due to the fast response of our forces, we can salvage it and its commander - I have served under Admiral Davis for quite some time and he is an excellent commanding officer, and I am very appreciative that he is still with us.
Arland out.
End of Message.