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"I think we might be back on our feet from two days ago. But neither fortuna, nor sapientia are to blame. We were saved by the Mollies.
The Mollies might not be the best term, since those weren't the ones allying with the Gauls, obviously. It was a group of six Scylla class destroyers who were against Gallia, and, as it seemed, weren't with the other Mollies.
When we spotted them in Leeds, my forces wanted to engage, but I saw them as a possible resource. I have, despite annoying quantities of aggression and disobedience shown from my forces, managed to negotiate a non aggression pact between them and us. It was crucial later.
But later, later. Some Reavers have appeared now. Since their captains were too stubborn to perform my orders efficiently, I have left H.M.S. Ghost and H.M.S. Illustrious, both Dunkirks, to fight the Reavers with some of our snubs. I have then headed the Thunderer to New London, along with a Liberty battlecruiser from the 23rd and a gunboat. I have found a Corsair snub there, belonging to the Benitez family. The pilot was clearly starving, what reminded me I might make a small humanitarian operation for them. As we have dealt, I have loaded 900 units of food rations from planet Cambridge on the Thunderer, which I have payed for myself, and headed to the appointed place in Cambridge system. According to the deal, I have met a Corsair transport near the wreckage of Caraz, not far from Omega-5 jump hole, and transferred the food. They might be enemies, but it is not human to let other humans starve, even if we are at war with them. Most of them are only civilians, after all.
The Gauls have entered Leeds shortly after. I have appointed Captain Darrow, who was then commanding the Juggernaut, for the commander until I arrive, and Miss Pearson for the second in command, who was captaining the Hunt. When I entered Leeds by the jump hole from Cambridge, the Gauls were spotted in the fog in sector C6, near the trade lane from planet Leeds to Edinburgh jump gate. Our fleet has moved to hammer them from the east, while I have moved to flank them from the west. A Valor has already fell when I arrived. When the Thunderer opened fire, the Hunt was disabled due to a system malfunction. However, those Scyllas from earlier have apparently noticed the Gallic fleet. I could see our salvation on the radar. They... devoured them like termites devour wood... just faster. Much faster. After all enemy capital ships were down, I sounded the retreat. I couldn't risk those Mollies changing their mind. They were too numerous.
So, the Gauls have lost four Valors and a cruiser, while we have lost one battleship and also a gunboat, whose captain wasn't able to respond when I ordered the retreat. Both sides had allowable snub losses."

"Oh, by the way - this is a new camera. When I was speaking with Captain Darrow, I have left the previous one on my desk. A blast destroyed it. Can you, please, tell me if this one's as good?"

That group of Molly Scyllas had broken our NAP a few days ago. Despite that, I have yesterday managed to renew it and set new conditions. I suppose they have accepted it due to the losses we have inflicted them during our short lasting war. These are the conditions:


These are their vessels' names: Celtic, Derevne, Dr.Star, Tarano, and Xado. There might be more, but those weren't present during the negotiations. I suppose we will be better informed later, when the dust settles.

Should I ask them to tag their ships, so we can recognize them easier and differ them from other Mollies, or the high command regards these conditions as unacceptable, or at least demanding minor changes?

Thank you, Admiral Havering. I'm reminding you that you might need to add them to our bounty hunters list when they tag their ships.

It was yesterday's afternoon and I was drinking soda. Well, I ran out of tea, so I had to find something to moisten my throat. When I was thinking of a way to reduce the amount of those annoying bubbles which make hiding your burping an almost impossible action, I got a call. It was my mother asking me whether to buy a comfy armchair, or an ornate antique chair. I told her to buy a cheap folding chair and hanged up immediately. Suddenly, almost at the same moment, I got another call. In fear it was my mother again, I told the ship's first officer to answer. But it wasn't my mother. It was Port Talbot. They said they were under attack by three Legates. I quickly assembled a fleet of two Dunkirks and one Crecy, and headed there. We found only one Legate. For a moment I thought something about diopter and glasses, and that thought gave me some inexplicable unpleasant feeling, for some reason only God and the best psychiatrists know. I am neither of those.
So, we have found that Legate and blasted her. We've also found a Molly Scylla on the way, shooting at King's Cross, which shared her fate with the Legate.
The other two Legates appeared later, and both were heavily damaged, before somehow docking on Freeport 1.
After the area was secured, or thought to be, Bowex began bringing in the supplies. One of them told me their vessel has been attempted to be robbed by a Gateway ship. I rushed to the spot, but the Bowex transport managed to escape before. I was back to guarding the Port until it's safe on its own. The Bowex vessels got an Armed Forces escort consisted of a destroyer, commanded by Captain Darrow, and a Templar, piloted by Ensign Pearson. Gateway now didn't attack anybody, but they were following the convoy all the time and throwing insults at Bowex pilots. I didn't want to interfere in their feudal verbal clashes, as long as they stayed verbal. But they didn't. I heard three Gateway snubs and one Gateway gunboat have disrupted a lane to Aland shipyard, exactly where the Bowex transports were heading. But they didn't catch them. They caught the Armed Forces escort. As I had a higher rank and Captain Darrow was incapable of doing any serious business without me, I headed the Thunderer to the place. I found the Gateway ships with their pilots mocking at our chaps. Like they are enemies. Almost as harshly as the Gauls. The only major difference was that the Gauls were a bit brighter than them. The cause might have been intoxication. Namely, I have heard the Gateway pilots discussing something about weed an cognac, about lending someone's to someone else. Because the pilots might have been flying drunk and/or stoned, as they say, I've called them for an alcohol concentration test. They have, however, continued to jabber nonsense, and then even tried to run away. Most have succeeded, except the gunboat, the Reaper. I started the pilot's interrogation, but he kept answering my every question with "classified", so I ordered his arrest. He powered up his ship's engines and started to run away, but his ship was destroyed and he is now safely guarded in Newgate. Since he payed the fine for disrupting the smooth flow of trade to Captain Darrow, as I was informed, he can be accused of insulting Armed Forces officers, disobedience, flying while intoxicated, and as the worst, possible piracy. In order to accuse them for piracy, we need to wait for Bowex to submit their proofs. If proofs of prior are needed, they are stored in the Thunderer's computers. What we should do with the ones who have escaped, will be solved by our future discussion. Except if Admiral Havering has other ideas.