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TYPE: Video file
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FROM: Stanley H. Tweedle, by accident, captain of the Lexx
LOCATION: Lexx
TO: IMG| HQ
SUBJECT: Exodus

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What a shame! When our fleet was already near Omega-5 jumphole and was going to jump, our interceptors weren't ready to fight. And then your forces arrived... Good for you, one of our carriers was destroyed by your bombers. Bad for you, three out of four carriers managed to jump via that hole. Why didn't you follow us to Omega-5? There we could end your pitiful lives and you wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore. Anyway, now we have joined Red Hessians and are ready for battles for the Revolution. Do you know what it means? You will NEVER give us ANY orders. No more. So, I hope, it will be sad for you to know how many vessels did you lost. Look at the second file. Mind if I won't say "good luck"?

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TYPE: Text file
FROM: Stanley H. Tweedle, by accident, captain of the Lexx
LOCATION: Lexx
TO: IMG| HQ
SUBJECT: Vessels you have lost


Zephyr class carriers: Lexx, Conscience, Stakhanov;
Hydra class gunboats: King.Creole, Heart.of.Silver, Wagemut, Cloud.Miner;
Pytho class bombers: Stanley.Tweedle, Carla.Lynx, Lucius.Brutus, Mighty.Flying.Drill, Bobby.Loud;
Nyx class fighters: Stanley.H.Tweedle, Kyle.Simmons, Tuus.Genetrix, Stakhanov's.Pride, Zak.Karus, Bobby.Stone, Jack.Darren, Bob.Loud.

Sincerely, former IMG "Rogues".

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Directer Matterson sighs as his computer terminal displays another error message.

"The cost of having top notch technicians..." he muttered to himself "Is that they're sometimes too smart for their own good."

He enters another long string of alphanumeric characters, a combination of them, which would, in theory, cripple the capital ships that were causing the Guild so much trouble, leaving them under the control of the Guild's leadership.

"Goddamn it!" He swore as the console informed him that the codes were invalid.

It would be nice, he thought. If the ships still showed up on the guilds tactical network.