Attention Fleet,

I had been pondering that given that the recent festive period being over, that a patrol from the Fourty-sixth Fleet's roots would be in order. I had Recoil-28 to hand, so, naturally, I decided a reconnoiter in low-force around Omicron Nu might be useful. After all, it is not a system we regularly frequent in any day-to-day capacity.

We jumped from two-clicks to the south of Trenton Outpost in New York and arrived at the very edge of the system in Nu. Which, for the purposes of the recon mission, proved to be a bit of a hassle - must present a comms to our coordinate supplier as these outdated ones just aren't cutting to scratch. That being said, it did prove useful later on. At any rate, we went about a regular patrol around the system, the immediate area was secure so we made tracks for the supergate to Virginia, and to resupply with jump drive batteries before proceeding.

The gate was clear and all seemed well, so we proceeded about our business. Later on, strange comms came through via long-range channel. It seemed very familiar and seemed Nomadic, in nature and intent. We were twenty-clicks away from Planet Marshall, at coordinate F-4, and could see what to be a Nomad patrol out in the distance. We both immediately cloaked and moved closer for a better look - I can thank the uprated scanner that was installed to the Anchorage for allowing me to detect them before they could pick us up on their own scanners. Once we cloaked, we moved in and identified two large warforms, in the shape of a Battlecruiser and what I believed to be a Cruiser, but this proved to be inaccurate as I will explain later - and a bomber. The Battlecruiser was armed with a cloak disruptor and had activated it, guessing we got a bit close but remained cloaked, so it wasn't able to de-cloak either of us. Recoil-28 and the Anchorage took turns to return to the Surveyor to resupply with cloak batteries, but by this time, the Nomads were wise to our general whereabouts.

We managed to successfully re-cloak and maneuver to a safe location and spun up the jump drive and returned to New York. We called for reinforcements from other Fleets of the Navy and a few were able to answer the request for backup. Cadet Victoria Blake and Delta-17 of the Fifth Fleet heeded the call, along with LNS-Cataclysm of the Secondary Fleet.

We all flew to Virginia and rendezvoused by the Texas gate in system. I anticipated that they would be laying in wait somewhere near the supergate in Nu, so spun the drive back up and jumped us to a safe location in the system. Recoil-28, Cadet Blake and Delta-17 moved ahead of the Cataclysm and Anchorage to recon and locate the enemy force. Turned out they were sitting around by the Minor jump hole. The group engaged with extreme prejudice and all contacts were successfully eliminated, totaling the destruction of the Nomad Battlecruiser, a Gunboat and not in fact a Cruiser, and their single bomber.

We proceeded to jump back to New York and was considered overall mission success with no casulaties.

The initial reconnoiter was considered a textbook success, though the incorrect identification of what was their Gunboat, will need work and study moving forward. A job well done to both pilots of the Fifth Fleet is owed, as well to the Captain or Commanding Officer of the Cataclysm and her crew.