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TO: BPA Newgate, BAF - Czechmate - 09-03-2020

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TO: BPA Newgate
FROM: LNS-Scotland


This is Evans of The Liberty Navy Secondary fleet and LNS-Scotland. Locked Milne who apparently falsely claimed to be a high ranking BAF officer out of controls. Ship Cloaked. BAF|Cdre.Isaac.Lance informed us of your rough location. Many dead, many taken hostage...Can't alter course, must...defend from Milne's goons.

Please...don't shoot, we were duped and now paying for it. Need...help. Course laid and locked in to area where Newgate could be, Lance wasn't precise...Send boarding team and negotiator...please, be careful my men's lives are at stake. You are our last...
//transmission interrupted as loud firefight noises could be heard in the background


RE: TO: BPA Newgate - Bretonia Police Authority - 09-05-2020

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⇒ To: LNS-Scotland
⇒ Class: Response to distress call.
⇒ From: Sergeant Desma Trebilco




Mr Evans
LNS-Scotland


Mr.. Evans is it?

I have been passed this broadcast from our Communications Centre.

We are not sure what it is that is vexing you. It seems you may be in some form of distress - either personally or if it concerns LNS-Scotland.

Can you please explain the situation and how can we assist you?

Sergeant Desma Trebilco
Administrator
Bretonia Police Authority

RE: TO: BPA Newgate - Czechmate - 10-05-2020

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TO: BPA Newgate
Please relay to:BAF, Bretonnian Authorities
FROM: Tim Evans, former XO now in control of LNS-Scotland


God damn what a relief! A month! A full month! That's how long it took us to resist the savage Milne! There are only 12 of us left, most of them are dead, Milne is shot and unconscious but alive.

All this time we were looking at your base as a beacon of hope. We have even seen multiple vessels of the Bretonnian fleet fly by, but they never noticed us. But eventually we realized nobody is coming - and we fought back and at great sacrifices took back control of the vessel.

It all started a while ago - a very charismatic and convincing captain Liam Milne with his crew arrived in Liberty on his battlecruiser Scotland. They had all paperwork in order, and maybe because of mine and our crew's enthusiasm and Milne's radiant charm we never saw the warning signs. He first talked of LNS-Scotland being sent over as debt reparations apparently, and we were to simply conduct training exercises in Liberty, getting ready for the upcoming expeditionary assignments in systems Liberty might want to expand to.

We learned a great deal from them, even tracked down and disabled a massive nomad Ship in New York, cooperated with 5th, [LN] and LPI any any doubts were gone as we stood behind the charismatic captain, he earned our trust. Him and his crew were asking a lot of questions about Liberty but we didn't think much of it.

We were then supposed to depart on phase two of our joint exercise mission to The Border World. This is where we started to feel a little uneasy - suddenly we go from standard New York operations to systems such as Vespucci, Inverness and are shooting down some bizzare purple drones that seemed almost trans human Milne told us to be used as target practice.

That's when I have personally manually checked logs of a transceiver receiver array and found out he has been hiding communications from us that denied any mandate from BAF to commision Milne's mission - and that we were even to be declared enemies by one of Liberty's Primary fleets!

We decided to confront Milne and his crew - at first they denied everything, spoke of a misunderstanding and how everything will be cleared up soon - and as I understand it he tried to do the same with passing BAF vessels. But when we pressed the matter they suddenly turned on us. The battle was brutal, we lost many men as have they. Eventually we have managed to barricade ourselves in the heavily damaged control room, and with one last possible change of course set the vessel drifting towards the vague location of your base we overheard of a mentioned passing BAF officer.


We were barricaded in the control room, communications down, unable to change course or start the engines, staring at your station in hope of help that never came.
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We moved from our barricades, and after a bloody month long fight where I lost tens of my dearest colleagues, friends and dignity we did it. We killed a lot of them, we captured Milne, repaired basic impulse engines and now enabled at least short-range communications.

We ask you for the following

  • Please relay the above to BAF, your government or whatever body is concerned - all we managed to repair are our short range
    communication arrays and can reach only you, and are awaiting instructions.

  • Please instruct us how we can get to your station through the minefield, as that's the maximum distance where our damaged impulse engines can take us on their own. Or arrange towing parties and alternative base where LNS-Scotland should be towed end moved over to Bretonnian authorities. We will also require advanced medical attention for some of our injured crew members the on-board med bays with our amateur control were not sufficient for.

  • Instruct what is to be done with Liam Milne who brought The Battlecruiser Scotland to Liberty - the last remaining alive member of the renegade crew. We have no idea who they were or why they did all this - but I assume your authorities will want to find out.

  • And last but not least - tell us what is to be done with us. Actions have consequences. We did have pure intentions and are loyal to Liberty. But we did get duped and were naive, shared information we probably shouldn't have and will want to submit ourselves to authorities back home for a debriefing and face whatever repercussions they will deem appropriate. All we ask is you allow us to contact them, and if after debriefing by yours truly we would like to ask for an escort ship to get our crew back home.


I thank you, and I hope this nightmare that started off as a dream can be shortly behind the ones that survived it.

Tim Evans signing off


//short range transmission ended


RE: TO: BPA Newgate - Czechmate - 10-14-2020

TO: BPA Newgate
Please relay to:BAF, Bretonnian Authorities
FROM: Tim Evans, former XO now in control of LNS-Scotland


Please can you confirm you have received our communication.

We are unable to boost the signal any further, this is all we have with our damaged equipment after the blasts caused by the battle.

We are stabilised, well except for Milne who doesn't seem to be doing so well, but there will be a point where we start running out of rations. Please respond or we will have to scramble to find an alternative plan soon - including risking navigation-less passage through the minefield which could destroy us, not to mention the battlecruiser I assume you will want back.


Tim Evans signing off


//short range transmission ended


RE: TO: BPA Newgate, BAF - Czechmate - 10-21-2020

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TO: Presumed BPA or BAF Rescue vessels
FROM: LNS-Scotland


Finally, you heard us! We were almost out of rations! You could have contacted us before boarding, there was no need to use dirty explosives to force yourselves into the airlock! Wait, I think I can already hear you!

:::a muffled yet loud and abrasive voice can be heard in the transmissions background:::
Pumpin' blaw th' doors tae mukkers. Dinnae care how come there ur Libertionians oan a Bret Hattlecruiser. We wilnae keek a gifthorse in th' geggy noo wull we. Light up explosives, put in th' bridge tae. Ah wonder if Foyle kin even repair this thing, it seems barely workin'.

What the...What are you... Why are you?

:::A strange thumping noise, sounds almost as if heavy metal plates being blown wide open. And the voices can be now heard much closer:::
Wha th' hell wis that, oi Sean caw that thing aff! Th' numpty saddo be aye cawin fur hulp. We cam tae hulp him alrite . Keek at th' sad potato lying thare inconscious.

Yes Captain Rintoul, I'm on it!

//transmission end