--Transmission from Rashida--
Rashida stands in front of a large screen, onto which is projected a
map. She looks it over for a moment, before turning back,
"Well, I fought I'd get some more surveys on da current situashun in Omega-3, so, lesse,"
she pauses for a bit, then waves at the bottom of the image,
"As yew can see, both BMM an' Daumann 'as interests in da system. Dey's minin' da fields in da "souf" which is fulla 'idrocarbons or summat. Anyways, dat leaves us wiv da remainin' free fields, alla which are part o' da Barrier, and are, derefore, ice clouds, an' not o' great indushtrial significance.
"Now, I's quite sure dat bof Daumann an' BMM is 'appy ta be able ta use our 'port ta resupply on da long runs out ta dese minin' facilities, an' on da way back when dey's full o' whatevah it is dey mines. Nat'rlly, dis also means dat da BAF an' RM 'old a small interest in da system, as dese people is dere citizens, afta all.
"Den we 'as da "uvver side o' da law", namely 'Essians an' 'Sairs. Bof o' dese organizashuns comes from da same place," she indicates the Omega-5 hole, "'Owever, dey do not 'ave da same targets. While da 'Essians is more interested in attackin' Daumann 'oldin's in revenge fer dere percieved oppreshun, 'Sairs is more interested in 'ittin' 'Tonian shippin' an' even movin' further up inta 'Tonia ta attack dere 'eartlands.
"Fort'nately, as ya can see from dis image 'ere, we's not directlee in da line o' fire o' any o' dese interests, which is one fing in our favor, an' prob'ly part o' da reason da 'port was built dere in da first place."
She presses a button on the console, and the image zooms in on the
Freeport and it's surroundings.
"'Ere, yew can see dat da 'Port itself is constructed on da edge o' unna da ice fields an' next ta da trade lane entrances. If ya noticed da last view I showed ya, dere was a ring aroun' da 'Port. Dis is da 'pproximate area dat yer 6k no-fire would encompass. I can tell ya now dat it extends out ta 'alfway atween da first an' second Trade Lane rings. Fer us, dose 'oo would prefer ta lay caim ta as li'l as possible an' to impose as few rules on each uvver as we can, fer us ta lay claim ta Trade Lane rings built by da 'Tonian govvinment seems a mite 'ippocritical ta me, but mebbe dats jus' me.
"Anyways, I'd like ta introduce ya t' me gunner offisah, 'ee knows more about dis sorta stuff dan me, fer a rundown on weapons an' da 'port."
She beckons to someone off-camera, and a huge mountain of a man steps forwards. Rashida steps to the side,
"Go on, Bobby, tell 'em what ya tol' me."
The man slowly faces the camera and begins to speak haltingly, as though unused to such an action,
"W...well, mizz Rashida here, she was nice enough to let me do...uh...some field trials...and...well...you all know that the...Gremlyn," he seems unwilling to ennunciate the ship's name, "is a destroyer class. Well...her guns have a maximum range of some 2k, with even her more powerful mortar only reaching 3.5k. At these sorts of ranges, in this type of terrain," he gestures, shyly, at the ice field, "It is nearly impossible to hit anything. As for getting a battleship in there...it would never be able to maneuver..."
He looks at Rashida, who nods, then he scurries off.
"Well, as ya can see, folks, dere ain't much real threat from capital class ships, 'ere, 'ell, 'twould be quite 'ard ta get 'em inta Omega-3 in da first place, what wiv all da 'roids around. Anyways, I'll stay in da vicinitee o' Freeport 1, monitorin' da situashun. Mebbe mistah Archer could contact me somewhen an' we could do some more observashuns an' testin' "on da spot" as 'twere"
--Transmission Ends--