"Right,

As you know, I'm Lieutenant Commander Austin Rodney Goodmen, of the Suffolk Great Fifth Fleet.

According to your bloody Farmer low lifes, the last time I was in Kusari, sightseeing and conducting, personal research that involved getting to know that the people of Kusari are indeed people and not careless machines that murder for expansion."

He paused

"As I was saying, I was apparently charged with War Crimes against Humanity, however, I'm only wanted in Kusari, not Rheinland or Liberty, I don't have Bounty Hunters coming after me, nor do I have Mercenaries coming after me either. Sure as hell not wanted here in Bretonia, As my job is to defend Her Majestys space."

He paused once more and a squeeking sound could be heard, which was him spinning around in a chair.

"I want to know what the charges are. So, when this war is over with, and I'm still alive, I know what's coming my way. Or incase I get captured. You may also note that this transmission is broadcasted freely and openly. I have no intentions of hiding my location, granted your ships will never break orbit. That's right, this transmission can be picked up in Bretonia, Kusari, Rheinland, and Liberty space."

He laughed lightly.

Then there was a long silent pause...

"I await the reply."