Now, I'm not going to give you all of the guns you're asking for until I am certain that you will not run off to one of our enemies after you feel that our business is concluded... and to that end I have released control of some emitters which should be enough for one more ship.
The skies in which we operate are littered with the husks of blown up Tridents and Sabres. But instead of simply welding a few wrecks together, we're coming to you, as a sign of good faith.
Look, we've even brought you two of your latest casualties from Liberty: +
In the midst of a scrapping operation in Sigma 13, one of our ships came a across a beaten up Storta class destroyer. Unescorted, it had taken heavy damage from various snubcraft, and eventually succumbed to the Corsair combatants. +
Being in a transport ship, our man was powerless to do anything but look on as one of your precious warships was ripped apart.
We then proceeded to tow the stricken vessel to Omicron Alpha, along with several commodities your shipyards would require to get a jumpstart on making that cruiser space-worthy again.
We Junkers have shown time and again where our values lie. We have delivered as you have asked of us. In the grand scheme of things, what we want in return is very little. Guns and a singular gunship to sort out our own problems.
Mr. Jameson, with all due respect, we have proven our cause and allegiances. We aren't your Outcasts, and we simply do not have the time and resources to fight your wars for you. Grant us the items we are requesting, and we shall happily continue supplying your people with much needed supplies and commodities.