The Clydesdale Brigade was created by Flight Instructor Andrew Peterson as an internal wing that straddles the divide between the Trade Combine and ExSec. Frequently spotted plying the trade lanes between Liberty and Bretonia, the Brigade has been working hard to earn itself a reputation with the criminal underworld of both Houses. More than one incredulous and startled pirate has fallen to these mighty freighter's guns.

A time of change is upon us. A time of turmoil too! Kusari has occupied the attentions of Her Majesty's Armed Forces, leaving a gulf in our great House's internal security. Pirates have stepped in and pressed their advantage, stressing the BPA to breaking point. Hardly a desirable situation, wouldn't you agree?

But these pirates, scoundrels, scoffalaws and ne'er-do-wells have grown complacent and lax. They believe they can get away with theft, thuggery, buggery and murder, sans retaliation. We, gentlemen, are here to prove them wrong. Very wrong indeed.

By merit of your... particular skills, you have been issued a combat variant Clydesdale freighter. In the coming days of strife, your B-27-E will become an extension of your own self - a weapon to be utilised against the forces of darkness that assail us - and that is not the bloody Zoners, Mr Bellock!

My noble compatriots, your mission is simple: let no mortal man still the lifeblood of Bretonia - commerce. You are to sell your services as scouts and escorts of expertise. You are to aid and assist the forces of the Queen as the situation demands it. You are to shuttle cargo as our Combine brethren do. You are to 'proactively defend' yourself and thus bring low the nefarious agents of evil that harry us.

Use the element of surprise to your advantage. There is no more satisfying a sight in the known cosmos than witnessing the death of a pirate who believes he has found his meal-ticket. Deny the enemy his satisfaction, my friends. We'll make the bastard's eyes water! Now, get out there and bring back the fire from the stars! Carina, Regina, Imperatrix!

Gentlemen, we've received orders from the top. I'm not talking about Scott MacFarlane's wig, either. The government has decided Bretonia has had enough of locked shields and proverbial trenches. They're going on the offensive. They want us to do our bit too, as we are wont to do. My friends, should you choose to accept this mission - and you have already, whatever you say to the contrary - you will face peril beyond all reason, and danger at every turn. That is just from the women who will mob you when you return home as triumphant heroes!

We need Kusari's forces to be shamed, humiliated and beaten before they've even fired a shot. Who better to mete out such a beating to their morale than us? After all, it worked in Rheinland. In short, our necky little freighters will be penetrating deep into Kusari's core, causing a not-insignificant amount of havok, then absconding to the lands of the GMG to purchase H Fuel for the return home. I stress, we will be trading. They want Bretonian side arms, we want their fuel. It's just a case of killing whatever foreign merchants we can find en-route, and avoiding the local law as appropriate. Cause trouble, wreck infrastructure, shame and humiliate them - but always come home in one piece with a bayfull of Fuel.

We need to make these buggers feel fear. We need them to think, "good Lord, if Bretonian civilians can do this in freighers, what on earth are the BAF going to do to us? We best get an anti-molestation device fitted right now, just in case." Oh, and we have a BBC liaison who will be working with us to publicise our acts of derring-do. You'll be celebrities, gentlemen.

• Fuel shipments are to be reported here and here.
  
• Kills on enemy shipping are to be marked here.
  
• The man who has the most kills on Kusari shipping within the next month will earn a 10 million credit bonus (must be more than three).
  
• The man who has shipped the most H Fuel within the next month will earn a 10 million bonus.
  
• Work together in teams of at least 2! Do not lone wolf this, gentlemen!
  
• If you can make me laugh and them cry, you'll also earn a bonus.
  

In other news, we've got a consignment of new combat freighters waiting for able applicants. Internal recruitment opens immediately! Get a slice of the glory while you can! Carina, Regina, Imperatrix!