11-25-2013, 07:05 AM
INCOMING TRANSMISSION
Sender ID: Jiro Taiyouji, Nito Kaii
Receiver ID: Kusari Naval Action Report
Subject: Patrol 11-22 NT-19-D
This is Jiro Taiyouji, your favourite Nito Kaii after Nakamura-san. I've got a couple of patrols to file this time. Here's the first one.
With news of pirate activity in Shikoku, I've scrambled with my bomber to have a look at the reported position. Just to hear that the pirates have left the Kusari borders before I could reach there.
However, as I was on my way back to base, I've spotted a Light Fighter, bearing the marks of the Lane Hackers. It must have been a recon operation, or an attempt to draw our forces to open up a hole in our organization in Shikoku. I've asked the Hacker to stop and listen; he didn't.
Nito Kaii Ujisato Gamo also appeared after hearing of my find. The Hacker pilot's unwillingness to listen to us left us with no choice but to open fire. We followed him to Kepler Gate, trying to land our shots on its tiny hull, but having little success. Though, I could land my Antimatter Cannon while it tried to pass through the gate, and it really impressed Gamo-san.
I had an amazing luck in poker earlier that day, making a killing from gullible wingmates, so I was looking forward to get back to the mess hall and continue from where I left off. I made 60.000 credits, in 20 minutes, can you believe that.
Oh anyways, as I was returning, I've seen a Farmers Alliance pilot, driving a tractor. Nah... I wish. It was a friggin' Hayabusa, another Light Fighter, and this one didn't try to dock to the gates.
As I was gently insulting the Farmer, a lot of pilots swarmed up around us, all of them from the Navy, sadly for the peasant. The Farmer started to shoot at me anyways, he couldn't take it anymore, I had probably offended him a bit tenderly, finding a soft spot with his love for the Emperor.
Lucky me, he was an awful shot, as expected from a peasant who should be plowing fields or catching fish in Kyushu right now, rather than playing soldier or going 'Ahoy! Harr, harr!'
Even though it couldn't hit me much, it was still taking a while to take the mad farmer down. The guy was not used to fighting, his hands were shaking, making his aim shakey, and also his flight pattern. You don't land a SNAC on a shakey Hayabusa; add to that, the peasants are simply too lucky by nature to be hit by a SNAC.
They are good people in essence. They just don't know how good a life they have, and it is frustrating when they sell their tractors to buy Hayabusas with the cash.
Before we could take down the Farmer, a strange, creepy thing [which I am not told really what] appeared. It obviously wanted to shoot at stuff, so Nito Kaii Kenji Tokusha thrusted out to meet it with a single fight. Their fight was occasionally interrupted by our Farmer friend, who apparently hated the creep more than me, somehow.
The farmer didn't last long afterwards. And I don't know what happened to Tokusha-san's fight. I heard that their engagement spanned longer than my patrol hours.
Soon after, as though the earlier pure hearted farmer's curse worked, my headache got awful, and I could barely fly my ship to the closest station. I had to call it a day.
The second patrol's report will be included in a separate file.
With news of pirate activity in Shikoku, I've scrambled with my bomber to have a look at the reported position. Just to hear that the pirates have left the Kusari borders before I could reach there.
However, as I was on my way back to base, I've spotted a Light Fighter, bearing the marks of the Lane Hackers. It must have been a recon operation, or an attempt to draw our forces to open up a hole in our organization in Shikoku. I've asked the Hacker to stop and listen; he didn't.
Nito Kaii Ujisato Gamo also appeared after hearing of my find. The Hacker pilot's unwillingness to listen to us left us with no choice but to open fire. We followed him to Kepler Gate, trying to land our shots on its tiny hull, but having little success. Though, I could land my Antimatter Cannon while it tried to pass through the gate, and it really impressed Gamo-san.
I had an amazing luck in poker earlier that day, making a killing from gullible wingmates, so I was looking forward to get back to the mess hall and continue from where I left off. I made 60.000 credits, in 20 minutes, can you believe that.
Oh anyways, as I was returning, I've seen a Farmers Alliance pilot, driving a tractor. Nah... I wish. It was a friggin' Hayabusa, another Light Fighter, and this one didn't try to dock to the gates.
As I was gently insulting the Farmer, a lot of pilots swarmed up around us, all of them from the Navy, sadly for the peasant. The Farmer started to shoot at me anyways, he couldn't take it anymore, I had probably offended him a bit tenderly, finding a soft spot with his love for the Emperor.
Lucky me, he was an awful shot, as expected from a peasant who should be plowing fields or catching fish in Kyushu right now, rather than playing soldier or going 'Ahoy! Harr, harr!'
Even though it couldn't hit me much, it was still taking a while to take the mad farmer down. The guy was not used to fighting, his hands were shaking, making his aim shakey, and also his flight pattern. You don't land a SNAC on a shakey Hayabusa; add to that, the peasants are simply too lucky by nature to be hit by a SNAC.
They are good people in essence. They just don't know how good a life they have, and it is frustrating when they sell their tractors to buy Hayabusas with the cash.
Before we could take down the Farmer, a strange, creepy thing [which I am not told really what] appeared. It obviously wanted to shoot at stuff, so Nito Kaii Kenji Tokusha thrusted out to meet it with a single fight. Their fight was occasionally interrupted by our Farmer friend, who apparently hated the creep more than me, somehow.
The farmer didn't last long afterwards. And I don't know what happened to Tokusha-san's fight. I heard that their engagement spanned longer than my patrol hours.
Soon after, as though the earlier pure hearted farmer's curse worked, my headache got awful, and I could barely fly my ship to the closest station. I had to call it a day.
The second patrol's report will be included in a separate file.
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