Comrades,

I bring good news with me. The Fighter Corps paid a glorious visit to our Rheinland neighbors, scoring a nigh-flawless victory in the process, without any friendly-fire incident reported.

Our beloved Commandante herself led an attack wing composed of comrades Lockhart, Lebedewa, Faust and myself deep inside enemy territory, in the Stuttgart system. Possibly alerted by comrade Faust's cries of fear, the Rheinland Military had gathered a sizeable force to welcome us, and the battle was quickly engaged.
We've lost one of ours in the first ten seconds of the exchange, an outsider flying an unarmored Partisan that we had picked up on our way. Though saddening, it did not impact the course of the battle. Through cunning tactics and superior marksmanship, the proud Coalition fighters slowly but surely assumed control of the engagement, audacious attack maneuvers being masterfully executed with little regard to danger.


The fight was on, the overall strategy carefully unfolding itself and leading our units onwards, none doubting the victory to come. Despair started to rise through the Rheinland ranks, like rot on a cadaver. There would be no happy homecoming and medals for those unfortunate pilots, who became increasingly aggressive as fear started to cloud their judgement.
Our glorious Commandante's ship was lost during this unexpected onslaught, in no small part to the experimental nature of the newly introduced Nyxes.
Rage immediately found its way to each of our pilots' hearts ; As comrade Tabakov joined the attack, our wing demonstrated high levels of ferocity, though comrade Lockhart's tactical proficiency helped put that energy to good use, and the battle plan was kept intact.

From that point onwards, everyone of our pilots illustrated themselves on the battlefield, wearing down their assigned targets with a fine mix of skill, obedience and dedication. Rheinland ships starting going down, one after the other. Reinforcements came from both sides, but losses were kept on the enemy's. There was never question of retreat ; They fought bravely and kept to their posts until the bitter end. Their determination and ferocity made them formidable opponents, even as the odds increasingly tipped in our favor.

Finally, the last ship went down in flames to the cheers of our pilots. As the guns fell silent and the order to return to base was issued, the losses were counted. A total of seven targets were brought down where we suffered a single loss. On a sidenote, a non-SCRA ally gunship found its way on the site of the engagement, and stayed out of it scouting for any bigger target trying to interfere. However, it was lost to a critical malfunction, not impacting the battle plan in any dramatic way.

Here are pictures recounting the grand moments of the Battle of Stuttgart and the stunning proficiency of our people.