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[Incmoming Transmission]
[Target: BAF and Bretonian Marine Senior Staff]
[CommID: Fleet Admiral Percy Nelles]

Enough.

The Queen's Armed Forces are not a democracy.

The following is excerpted from the BAF Field Manual.

BAF Field Manual //Faction Status



The Queen's Diplomacy

Friendly
Gateway
Liberty Security Force
Liberty Navy
Planetform
Bounty Hunters' Guild
GC
Blood Dragons
Outcasts (Do NOT permit smuggling, however)


Note that this "friendly" status may be revised to "neutral" due to recent concerns. However, the above are currently BAF Standing Orders.

It seems that the document referenced by Colonel Henry is out of date. While we cannot always prevent earnest Bretonian Reserve Units (//Indys) from acting as per that referenced document, the position of the Bretonian Armed Forces is as indicated in the field manual (//faction status) and this has been the policy for well over a year:

Namely this : The Enemy of my Enemy is my Friend. They fight Kusari. So do we.

BAF units are not to engage Outcast units in any location, unless defending themselves from misguided cardimine-deluded Outcasts who choose to aggress against us.

Outcasts are permitted to pass through Bretonian space, but NOT to linger. If smuggling or pirating in Bretonia however, they are to be treated as any other smuggler or pirate.

I trust this clarifies the issue.

Fleet Admiral Percy Nelles
Bretonian Armed Forces

[End Transmission]


(//The above has been the policy for over a year. It is not consistent with the infocards but it is based on established in-game faction diplomacy. "Neutral" status for OC likely makes more sense, but I won't have BAF members suddenly shooting Outcasts after more than a year of benign mutual non-aggression. Indys can do whatever they want to. Bloody Clear?)


//EDIT : I am also ABSOLUTELY sure my message dump is no place for this debate.

To: BAF High command
ID: Colonel James Henry

---

In that case, I will be ignoring your orders and resigning my official commission. My men and I shall serve as reserves, in case of the most dire of emergencies.

It is with great regret that I do so, but I believe this allowance of drug peddlers, against Royal Decree, is a dereliction of duty at the highest level, possibly an indication of criminal corruption within the ranks. The fact that the IMG's only enemy in the Taus are the Outcasts, and we have pledged to defend them... it demands action which isn't being taken.

My apologies,

Colonel James Henry (retired)

Transmission Initiated

To: Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Command
From: Lieutenant Austin Goodmen
Subject: Extermely long After Action report.

To begin, I'm on crutches now...I some how managed to badly injure (not break, mind you) my leg. So I'll be walking around with crutches during off time.

Right,to begin the report. Earlier today, I don't know what time. I took up formation with Fleet Admiral Nelles, we ran across Cambridge and what not until finally coming to our target's in Leeds, our main squad was under fire. I had to resupply due to a fight we had with a Corsair Gunboat, the IMG took him down.

The day just begun and I was sitting off to the side of a rather small engagement. That took place between the Gaians, and our forces. It was Two of those Nature Last Hope chap's and one independent. I formed up with the Fleet Admiral yet again. Don't know why he wanted me to sit out but he did. That was until Admiral Nelson's ship was shot down. I was then ordered to engage.

As usual, they went form the Admiral right to me, which is nothing I couldn't handle. Aside from the fact I that I just got up, that's my mistake...never get up then wander to your ship and launch. Don't know what crap you'll get into.

Anyway's the fight lasted for a while, then a Kusarian joined the fight. I manage to take down one of the Gaian's with my Cannonball. I don't know if it was out of luck or not. The fight still raged on.

Gaian Downed

Finally it was down to the Kusarian, I don't know his name but I do give him props on being the first, and I say, the first Kusarian to successfully shoot me down. Shortly after I went down, the Kusarian went. Another person I want to shake hands with when this war is over with.

The day wasn't over however.

I went off-duty and flew around, minding my own business when a Gateway ship hailed a Police ship and requested an escort. I shrugged and decided it would be good to get out of Bretonia for once. I left my Armed Forces ID in my Paladin on board the Derby. My Hussar's transponder was fine enough for the job and I grabbed my Civilian Cards (//Freelancer ID) from Freeport 1. The escort mission went surprisingly smooth aside from the fact some...Hannah...person, and the Hessians.

Upon reaching our first stop, I noticed a large, large group of ships fighting it out. Navy, Hackers, Bundschuh, and Police. It looked rather huge. My finger twitched but I let it go. Had other problems to deal with.

Upon the return trip, we had a stand off with the Red Hessian Army. We flew combat jousts towards each other, but no one actually fired, and the Convoy was successfully escaped, I felt like I was Riot police.

Bah, anyway's. We reached Kensington with no further problems. that's when I went to Southampton, out of random, and was caught in a fire fight between the Mollys, a Phantom, and the On Duty Armed Forces. I quickly received secured communications and went to fighting, It was rather a long fight, and I was just in my Hussar which lacks the firepower of a Paladin or Templar, but I managed to down one.

The fight still raged on as our chaps took down a few more, We damaged the Phantom enough to where she fled from the fight. I was proud of that. Fight still raged when, The final Molly fled back to his hole, I and a Mercenary chased him all the way back to Londonderry. My ship was lacking the firepower, but if I had it, He wouldn't of made it that far.

Molly Downed


I took a break from off-duty and on-duty business and actually...went shopping on New London. Which is strange. Oh well that went smooth.

By the time I was back in my uniform, it was getting close to capture a "Chusa John Miyagi". We where launching an offensive at the Kusarian's. To capture this Commander. I honestly, thought it was a suicide mission because, Sir Nelson was commanding it. Last thing he commanded, turned out to be a suicide mission. No offense, Sir, if you're reading this.

I went along with the game plan, I was in a rather good mood. So I took some fleet shots before we rolled out.

HMS Majestic
Majestic, and Escorts
Majestic, Up close
HMS Derby and HMS Majestic
HMS Steadfast, Nelson's Destroyer
HMS Majestic, testing Heavy Mortar on the Steadfast's shielding

It was a good beginning. Sadly however, it goes from good, to utterly, worse.

Our mission started out smoothly, the Fighters on both sides held their lines, while the Steadfast and the Goju Ryu flagship that a"Chusa John Miyagi" commands. Everything wasn't going well the moment the Steadfast's shields went. I was urging Admiral Nelson to give us the order to charge...It came a few minutes late. To late in my opinion. The Moment we broke from the line and charged, I remember hearing the Kusarian's shout of the comm's, some static, then everything turned into a brawl, larger then that of the Tau Victory.

I made a few passes into the Kusarian bombers, a few passes on the Kusari Destroyer, then the Steadfast went down. I remember flying close to her to grab anyone that managed to escape. The explosion from the ship itself damaged my shielding, knocking it out for a few mere seconds. We pressed on with the attack, Nelson and his crew where safe, I believe. Not sure though. I'll find out after this report is turned in.

Continuing with the battle, all the fighters turned and engaged the Goju Ryu, we wanted that commander captured, or dead...one of the two. I managed to take a shoot of the final hour of the Goju Ryu. The Majestic came in after we picked up the Commander and quickly left the area. Leaving us to continue the fight. The Mission was complete, we lost the Steadfast in the process but complete non-the-less

Final Hour

We still fought on. Our fighters where dropping like flies before I realized we where majorly out numbered.

The Shogun was the first person I downed in the fight, To tell you, a Hero downing a Shogun in one missile pass made all of Kusari flinch. I could hear them shouting as they turned their attention on me. I had to dodge like I never dodged in my life. The battle continued, I changed targets a few times before it was just, Carter, Hobart, and I left on the fight, Against all odds. We pressed on, as I kept telling myself. "Mission's complete, we can pull out..." We still kept pressing on.

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted my rival's bomber, He was coming at me weapons blazing. I forced my ship to dance out of the way, where I turned behind him and opened up. Then the strangest thing happened. Like..and angle or something was about wanting me to live. His Controls jammed up as he started drifting out of the battle. Static was raging over my Comm's and opened fire with everything I had. I don't know what got into me. The fact we where outnumbered, or the fact that my rival's was drifting out of the fight. He was forced to eject. That's when my comm's started screaming. It was Hobart telling me to get back into the battle, then he realize that I went after a ship that locked up and congratulated me, I quickly rejoined the fight, We where still outnumbered.

The Shogun
My Rival

This is when everything went even more wrong. On one of the passes, someone managed to shoot out my shield generator. My ship went from holding, to falling apart in mere seconds, and to top it all off, I had no nanobots left to help repair it. I requested permission to leave, and the request was granted quickly. I was forced to eject a few clicks away from the tradelane.

My pod was picked up by a nearby recon patrol, who took me back to the Derby. When I got out of the escape pod I couldn't walk, it actually hurt to walk.

It was yet to be over with. The Kusarian forces won the battle, after shooting down Carter and Hobart. I jumped into a borrowed Paladin and launched to space, despite the injuring my leg.

That's when I saw a ship reading Kusari Police, It was a Kemeptei ship. I said screw it and went to engage. The ship didn't fire, infact it was trying to tow the Derby away. I mumbled and started recording the transmission, then I got annoyed and began hacking it.

Which was funny, to say the least. Here's a Armed Forces regular, shutting down a Intelligence Service vessel. I managed to get a few turret's offline, then completely turns off it's engines. The Lifesupport system was hard to crack, so I went to setting off an EMP burst, which overloaded the ships power core and...as you can see from the following shots/recordings, Exploded. Crew mysteriously got out alive sadly.

Recording
Ship Visual
Internal Scans 1
Internal Scans 2
Internal Scans 3
Internal Scans 4
Internal Scans 5
Internal Scans 6
Power Core overloading

I hope MI5 can use those visual's and internal scans to come up with something to counter this.

Anyway's this concludes my report.

Signed,

Bretonian Armed Forces, Suffolk Great Fleet,

Lieutenant Austin Goodmen

P.S. I'm still on active duty, just...I don't plan on ejecting in my escape pod anymore until my leg get's better.

Transmission Terminated

1 o'clock, SMT
Stokes mining station

"Sod this!", Jacob was cursing while dodging enemy fire. Bloody gunboats! They were quite far from Stokes, after the enemy commander was captured, they were left alone, outnumbered by Kusari forces. The fight lasted already for very long, and Kusarians kept coming.

-Shields failed-

"Damn"

His Paladin was left unshielded to gunfire from a gunboat.

-Incoming missile-

He let out few more curses and started throwing countermeasures to space. Sadly, gunboat missiles were hard to be fooled by them.

Beeping from the console disappeared when the missile missed. "Thank god" he said to himself. Large explosion followed his words.

-Hull breach imminent-

He quickly gone evasive, used the few nanobots he had and checked the damage. He saw -very- bad thing. Powerplant cooling was destroyed. He was quite unuseful from now, as any larger amount of his fire would overheat the powerplant and it could explode.

"Commander Hobart, I am disengaging, this thing is falling apart, I cant do any help now", he shouted trough comms.

•••

Few minutes later

Jacob's Paladin was looking terribly damaged. In fact, it was more damaged than it looked it is. He luckily managed to get to Leeds alive.

As soon as he jumped off the ship, he opened cargo hold. He caught one pod in the fight. It was Ramey. He opened the pod. The Lieutentant inside was okay, maybe a bit confused. Still he insisted that they get him to hospital, just in case.

He noticed a crowd of people standing not far away from the landing pad. A bunch of pressmen were waiting there. "I am going to shoot someone", muttered Jacob for himself. Admiral Nelson ordered them to be polite before the fight however. Just because of good name of Bretonia Armed Forces in newspaper. Bah.

"Lieutentant Commander Carter is it?", asked one of them.
"Aye, I am"

"Were you in the fight?"
"Is it true that you shot down four enemy ships?"
"Do you know Lieutentant Goodmen, who saved the Prime minister? Was he in the fight?"
"Why you didnt continue in fighting?"
...

"STOP THIS!... Please", he shouted suddenly, "There is a war going on, and you care about such petty problems. There are men dying in the space. Leave this area and so something bloody useful!"

They were stunned by his words for a while. It wasnt very diplomatic move from him, but he had enough of this.

"And yes, I scored four hits today", he added, with a grin smile on his face. "Lads, show these men the way out please.", he told to some ensigns standing nearby, and continued on his way out of there.




//I wanted to make something else than the "***Incoming transmission***" reports, hope you dont mind

The prisoner eyed his visitor suspiciously.

"So you're my lawyer. Why would I need a lawyer, Gaijin?"

The pudgy, and rather sloppy Bretonian sat down heavily, opposite to his client, and responded with a voice which betrayed no patience whatsoever with this arrogant young Kusari commander.

"This is Bretonia, so you are the Gaijin here, and watch your attitude lad, seeing as I'm the only friend you have in about 5 lightyears."

"As to why you would need a lawyer, I'll describe briefly to you the rather serious situation you are in. You know the HMS Thames?"

At that name the young Chujo looked up and nodded. "It was a training Dunkrik we inadvertantly destroyed in the operation to invade Leeds. That was a tragic accident of war. The death of its crew is a stain on Kusari's honour. I know. I was there."

The pudgy lawyer was silent for a minute. Then he spoke slowly in a soft voice.

"You were not only there. The ship you so recently commanded, the Goju Ryu, which now floats in space near Stokes in about a million pieces, fired the fatal blow into the hull of the Thames. The Crown's position is that you deliberately destroyed that ship, knowing it was essentially defenseless, with malice aforethought. In short, they are to hang you as a war criminal, and I am tasked with the wellnigh impossible and thankless job of defending you."

The prisoner was livid with rage, but silent. His lawyer continued.

"As a Bretonian, I could not care less if you hang, and in fact relish the prospect. My niece was onboard the Thames. She was 18."

The prisoner stood and faced his council, who backed off, taken aback by the young man's intensity.

"The fault", the Kusari snarled, "of the death of that ship, lays with her commander, who should NEVER have taken her into battle with limited strength, and with an inexperienced crew, against an experienced Destroyer task force! It was all over before we even knew it! Four salvos was all it took! FOUR! Two of mine, and two of Chijin's! Find that idiot commander's corpse and put HIM on trial for incompetence!"

The lawyer looked at his client and gave him a tired smile.

"I do believe you, you know. But truth is the first casualty of war. The Crown has selected its scapegoat. You know that word?"

The prisoner nodded, resigned now.

"You will likely hang. I will be honest with you. I do not care. But as your lawyer, believe it or not, I will do my best to defend you. We are like that, lawyers. Actors in a play, sometimes, where the outcome is almost predetermined, but we dig in our heals, and fight, and sometimes we win on a technicality. Maybe I'll find one in this case, though I doubt it."

The lawyer picked up his satchel with a shrug. He left some papers on the desk and gestured at them.

"We can meet again later. If you wish to contact me, tell your guards, and they are obliged to relay your wishes to me. Review those papers."

He left.

Chujo John Miyagi sat staring blankly at the papers in front of him for a very long time.


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"Visitor", the guard announced.

"Tell the fat bastard I haven't finished looking at his documents. He can come back when I ask him."

"I'm not particularily fat, and my parents were married."

The Kusari rolled out of his bunk, and looked up at his visitor. He was tall, thin, and was wearing a black tunic, with an odd insignia on the epaullets.

"Who are you?", he asked tersely.

The visitor smiled, and sat. "I'm somebody who knew your father."

At those words, Miyagi tensed, then stood. "You're a Mandalorian. I've met some of you. In the cockpit." His tone gave no illusion of goodwill.

The visitor ignored his attitude, and continued. "Your English is excellant. Your mother taught you?"

John nodded slowly. "I'm not interested in small talk. You are my enemy. I understand the difference between chivalry and familiarity. Or do you typically engage in meaningless blather with your sworn enemies?"

The Mandalorian smiled. "Of course. Let me introduce myself. I am Dha Piruna. Your father made me Mandalore when he returned to Kusari. A position I held for some short while, before it was taken from me, in our manner."

He sat and turned to face Miyagi. "You are, believe it or not, a Mandalorian. You are son of a former Mandalore, and like it or not, you are one of us. Under our tradition, you do not even have the right to reject your heritage."

Miyagi started to smile, then laughed for quite a while, but bitterly.

"You MUST be joking. I was born with two ancestries, opposed to each other in a brutal conflict, and now YOU propose to add a third? What's next, do I have another visitor from Rheinland claiming I am his heir?"

Dha Piruna looked sadly at the Kusari, then pulled a bottle from his tunic and threw it to the prisoner.

"Got that past the guards. Its an excellant single malt Scotch. It was your fathers. A birthday present he never got to drink."

The prisoner looked sadly at the bottle. "Thank you, but I don't even drink." He attempted to hand the bottle back to Dha, who waved it away.

"Then start drinking now. Prison is a good time to start. Or trade it for something. I don't care. I just thought it was something you should have."

The Mandalorian stood, to leave, but then he walked close to the Kusari, so he could not be overheard, and leaned down to where Miyagi sat on his bunk, and spoke quietly.

"The Thames was not your fault. The Mandalorians know that. A good many of the Bretonian Armed Forces know that. But the Crown will press for a propoganda victory with this trial of theirs, and the deck WILL be stacked against you."

He leaned even closer now, and spoke in a harsh whisper.

"Know this. The son of John Cabot will NOT hang as a scapegoat. We WILL not permit it. On that you have my word."

The Kusari looked up and saw the grey eyes of a hardened killer, and knew Piruna spoke the truth.

The Mandalorian said no more, but left quickly. The guard closed the door, and pretended not to see the bottle.

Miyagi looked down at his father's Scotch, and reflected on his three heritages. Two in conflict.

And now perhaps, all three.

Incoming Transmission

To: Armed Forces HQ
From: A. Goodmen
Subject: After Action Report

Lieutenant Austin Goodmen reporting in,

Taking a short but well deserved break I put my uniform back on and headed out to continue the fight. This time I was deployed on the Southern Bretonian Front, against the Corsairs.

Deploying in my Templar I headed down to Omega-3 where the Bounty Hunter, Stoat, and Lieutenant Gilead where fighting it out against two Corsair Gunboats. I got there a few minutes late after the area was clear. That's when the Coalition forces jumped in.

I don't know what they where planning on doing but they deployed a Coalition Gunboat and a Coalition Destroyer. I haven't seen these ships up close before but I must admire the fact that up close they look nice.

Gilead was screwing around talking about how Stoat saved him and whatnot, While I was shouting over the Comms for him to get ready. He ignored me until the Coalition ships where right on top of us. I engaged after being fired upon. Shortly later after Commander Hobart and the Bounty Hunter returned the Coalition Destroyer fled from the scene, leaving it's Gunboat escort behind. Bad mistake Coalition.

While the Destroyer fled we turned and engaged the Gunboat, It was rather nice to have my weapons working against the Gunboat without having to use my Mini-razor. I used it anyway's.

With the aid of the Bombers we took down the Gunboat. The Destroyer was already in Omega-5.

CPW Nurset

Upon returning back to Cambridge it was quiet for a few minutes before an Order ship came in, then disappeared. That's when a Corsair hailing in as a Zoner vessel heading to Kensington showed it.

The Corsairs weren't in any Capital ships or transports but rather in Fighters, Stoat was out gunned in his bomber until I and Hobart arrived on the scene and engaged the fighters. Hobart took one fighter down, Then we engaged the rest, the Corsair that hailed in knowing he was out classed fled the area, I gave up the chase and turned to the remaining target, which I and Stoat followed to about, for Stoat 14K from the Omega-5 hole, and for me 6.5k away. While trying to flee, I took the vessel down with my Missiles.

The Corsair that originally fled came back and grabbed the Pod, then left again.

Corsair

Signed,

Lieutenant Austin Goodmen,
Bretonian Armed Forces, Suffolk Fleet.

--Transmission Terminated

Incoming Transmission

To: Armed Forces HQ
From: A. Goodmen
Subject: After Action Report

Lieutenant Goodmen reporting in, Once more.

I was called into Action over my private communications from the Captain of the HMS-Kent. Before I launched I did a little bit more research into what we where fighting. Turns out, Two Bombers and a later arrived Corsair Heavy Fighter.

The Engagement started right when I was in space, Bounty Hunter Stoat was engaged and shot down the moment I was in Scanner range, Commissioner Thorn was also engaged. A Hussar versus's two Bombers wasn't a likely situation to be in. I opened up.

Fighting Commenced and lasted a while. A Third Fighter showed up, it was the Corsair Heavy Fighter, which engaged me. This is when Ms. Thorn calmly said target one of the bombers, We did, and He went down really quick. Once he was gone, the other Bomber decided it would be awesome to fire at the Templar, Little did he know, I'm from the fronts, so I know a thing or two about dodging. We worked him down to where he was out of Nanos and Shield Batteries, He passed me a few more times only to eat two Cannonball missiles, Ms. Thorn finished him off while I was turning for another pass.

The final target appeared to have a Communications malfunction along with a ship malfunction. Being Honorable I decided to let him live until it was fixed. He thrusted forwards, turned quickly and started to engage me. I simply dodged out of the way a few times, Spun around and hit him. This is when a Destroyer Patrol was coming into the view. He started fleeing towards it...and, the Gunner of the Destroyer nailed a lucky shot, finishing the Corsair off.

Bomber
Heavy Fighter

I don't know why. But these Corsair's really...need to start thinking they're not getting a free pass in Cambridge anymore.

Signed,

Lieutenant Austin Goodmen,
Bretonian Armed Forces, Suffolk Great Fleet

--Transmission Terminated.

***Incoming Transmission***
***ID: Lieutentant Commander Jacob Carter***
***Subject: Smuggling TAZ?***

Today, I was called to help Lt.Cdr. Ring in Manchester, with two corsair chaps in Titans. He was already engaged so I took... erm... alternative path to reach him quickly.

While travelling trough the holes, I found something -very- interesting.



Interesting, isnt it?

I had other orders and no cruise disruptor onboard so I have let him go for now.

I think the Zoner neutrality has gone too far. I understand that they are formed by separate groups, and every group has its own motives, so we cant judge them all as one, but TAZ, and other indepedent Zoners, has been acting unfriendly to our forces in Omega 3 before, even claiming that the system is -not- under Bretonian jurisdiction (sadly, no evidence of this was made).

I personally suggest to keep an eye on them in the future.

Signed
Lieutentant Commander Jacob Carter
Bretonia armed forces

***End of transmission***

:::::Incoming Transmission:::::
Source: Commander Blake Owen
Subject: Order operatives in Bretonia

This sector gets more and more strange each patrol. Last night I contacted an Order| operative moving through Leeds to Magellan and later California. It seems the Order is deploying scouts to research the increase in Nomad attacks house space. We shared little information due to the classified nature of the Nomad threat, but he did inform me that there have been Nomad craft consistent in size and firepower with capital ships seen in house space. Due to the recent threat posed by Wilde I decided to make this known to the Admiralty.

-Owen out

:::::Transmission Terminated:::::

---Incoming Transmission---

Comm ID: A. Goodmen
Target ID: Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff (AFDIS)
Subject: After Action Report (Two Reports enclosed)

Greetings, Lieutenant Austin Goodmen reporting in.

My report starts with my travel to Rheinland. I was off duty at the time but was hailed by a Vice Admiral in the Rheinland Military, it seemed Coalition Forces where lingering around the New Berlin system. I came to the aide in my Hussar.

The fight lasted...nearly an hour I'd say, We took down a Coalition Destroyer, or well it went down due to friendly fire, then enemy reinforcements showed up. I engaged and took down a Bomber, then I found myself in my own pod...which was annoying.

Another annoying thing was the fact I didn't know what "Attack Formation Delta" was. Rheinlanders...

SCRA Destroyer
Unknown Freelancer

The Next day I was surprised by a new face, an Ashley Taylor, a recently new Ensign. She joined up with me as my wingman for the day. When a Noah Beckitt was found jumping in the system and started screwing around. I must of been in a bad mood that day. Because Mr. Beckitt surrendered, cut his engines, then I opened up again. Destroying his ship. Just as another Molly showen up.

The Volunteer Pilot, Knightmare, and Ensign Taylor, went after the other Molly. I had the Volunteer pilot stand down, letting Taylor engage. She took down her first target with surprising ease, and was shocked. I took quick note that she graduated ace of her class.


Noah Beckitt First
Taylor's First

Another Offduty report I'm making. I was in Liberty, visiting again in my Hussar, I ran into an interesting person, a Junker by the name of Akaisha Kusunagi, turns out she's Half Bretonian and Half Kusarian. Anyway's after she left, I was greeted by an Order agent, this is where things got interesting, really interesting. The moment I said "Be glad I'm in a good mood today." everything turned from great to quickly worse. The reply I got back was "You can't win." I laughed, as I docked and restocked my ship. After Undocking I replied to the first Order pilot "Can't win eh?" the moment I said that I was fired upon, Now this is in orbit of Manhattan mind you.

A Freelancer was near by and joined in on my side, engaging and downing the Order pilot. That's when another Order pilot joined the fray. I engaged this one two. After awhile he took down the Freelancer I had as a wingman. Then turned his sights on me. I was then hailed by a Trader saying that he'll supply me with Nanobots and Shield batteries I greatly accepted his offer. If he never supplied me with those, I wouldn't be making this report on the good side.

I'm starting to feel as if I'm not just lucky, but rather being praised, by a god, or gods it seems...

Order Agent, bites the dust

Following hours I returned to Bretonia to a rather crazy scare. Skipping past the successful Mining Operation guard, I was returning to Leeds when the tradelane was cut, long behold where Mollys. Two Gunboats and Two Fighters. I was the first to engage, after back up arrived. Our fighters honestly went down like flies. I managed to take one out in the confusion. Before being engaged by two of the Gunboats.

By the way, Colin Breen was shouting at me from his escape pod, telling me to come back and fight like a man.

Colin Breen

About...two hours later, Rockwell and I where being annoyed by a Planetform Inc. ship and an IMG Fighter, we told them to get lost. That's when Mr. Beckitt showed up again, in a brand new fighter. It didn't save him this time. I engaged early on. Skipping my usual taunting of the enemy. He went down.

Noah Beckitt, Again

Everything calmed down until I went to Salisbury for training. I'm leaving it out of my report due to the fact it's not important.

After Training for a few, Lieutenant Galt, Lieutenant Ramey, Ensign Taylor, and I deployed quickly to counter a Corsair threat in Cambridge. I spear-headed the Operation. Now I don't have the blackbox recordings, nor does Ensign Taylor, but. Ensign Taylor scored two enemy ships, then was forced to eject. I took her aboard my ship and continued the fight, where I myself took two ships.

Corsair One
Corsair Two

The second Corsair tried making it to the gate to jump, but failed too, I forced him to eject.

That does conclude my report. I'll be heading to bed now....long day it was, and a rather long day it will be tomorrow.

Signed,

Lieutenant Austin Goodmen
Bretonian Armed Forces

---Transmission Terminated---