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The Battle With the Strange Alien Ships in Leeds

It was a rather calm evening in the MacDuff and, after all the job finally done, I was drinking tea while enjoying in the view of the Newcastle system. I was interrupted by one of my officers telling me to gather all available forces as fast as possible, for some enormous, unknown ships were seen destroying civilian traffic in Leeds, as well as an unexpecting patrol. I rushed to my Templar quickly and flew by an evasive route to the New London system, where the Thunderer was stationed. I took the command and hailed all available vessels for support. Only a destroyer, a gunboat and a snub responded, but I wasn't worrying, confident into strength of our steel. Because the gunboat was already engaged and the destroyer on route, I decided not to form a fleet, but rather to meet them on the battlefield. Everything was going as planned, until I was informed that the gunboat got disabled. The Thunderer had already entered Leeds at that moment. I feared not, for a gunboat wasn't a very heavy loss and I was full of hope towards the good old Thunderer. When I reached Stokes, where the threat was reported to be, I met with the destroyer. In the distance, a huge blue silhouette could be seen, along with a smaller one flying by it. I ordered the destroyer to cover me and proceeded towards them, placing an aluminum foil hat on my head, what Charles suggested me to do in order to avoid some really strange things I wasn't able to understand, despite all of his diligent and patient tries to explain them. I noticed we were entering an ion storm and my systems were detecting 30% signal delay, but it reduced to a bearable state after a few minutes. When I got in range I fired a Mortar at the bigger blue object, which hit, as expected. Then the enemy cruiser-sized thing started shooting at us. However, the immense damage it was doing was all but expected. It was like two Obstinates shooting at a time! I switched fire from the battleship sized object and concentrate it to the cruiser, almost braking trough its shield. Almost, unfortunately. That thing proved to be quite quick, despite its size - it evaded almost all my fire. So, I switched back to shooting at the battleship, hoping my destroyer will finally notice the Thunderer is in trouble and help. But, oh bloody hell! That utter fool of a captain had no guns on it! And he agreed to engage, without even letting me know! All I got from him were a few nanobots and shield batteries. Then the fool literally charged into the battleship and and got his ship disabled, like intentionally! But, I can't say I didn't need those repairs - something strange hit the Thunderer. Yes, again that word. Everything was strange in that battle. Something hit us, but it didn't look like any special projectile, nor made any large explosion, nor even a shake. Just a silent "puff". And then our hull integrity almost halved! Whatever it was, it must have come from that battleship. It was heavily damaged already and I was hoping we will live longer than it, but then the cruiser approached again and the battleship ran away. Then I fired a surprise Mortar into the cruiser, then some shells, and then I stabbed another Mortar, and then another one, and then another one, using my Cerberuses along with them. But alas, the ship, or whatever it was, still flew! I did, however, almost cause a hull breach, before it ran away. We weren't faster, so I started shooting at their gunboat and what appeared to be bombers. I managed to destroy a little one before, but now they were destroying us, slowly munching trough the Thunderer's warped and battered hull. When our hull was almost breached, I had already made the gunboat run away, but the cruiser was back. I almost breached its shield, after what just a shot would be enough to finally end it, but the cruiser only fired some purple shell into us to make our ship's core destabilize and cause total system failure. A few seconds later, a Colonial bomber wing appeared and saved the day. My pod was, thankfully to a single our snub which survived there, saved. I know nothing about how did the battle look before I came, nor after my pod was picked up. It's important that the threat was eliminated, by whatever means.